Le Vent du Nord: Têtu
For its eighth studio release in 13 years, the contemporary Québécois folk ensemble Le Vent du Nord (The North Wind) presents a sprawling opus of 15 songs and tunes. Entitled Têtu or Determined, it comprises a variety of topics and styles, from a capella songs to stripped-down arrangements to a . . . → Read More: Sound Bites, May 2015: Francophone folk and rock roundup
The middle decades of the 20th Century were a golden age of jazz. Dozens of world-class musicians all over the United States produced music that defined the era, from bop to cool jazz to hard bop, free improvisation and fusion. Three names tower over all: Miles Davis, John Coltrane and Thelonious Monk. Today, I’m talking . . . → Read More: Music matters: Thelonious Monk: The Complete Riverside Recordings
Like all geniuses, pianist Thelonious Monk was initially misunderstood, even scorned. His ideas about harmony were ahead of his time, and he definitely didn’t fit in with the strictures of bebop, the lingua franca of the jazz world in the late 1940s and early ’50s. But a few people “got” him, including the man who . . . → Read More: Thelonious Monk: The Complete Riverside Recordings
It’s hard to believe that, as I write this, it’s been just over 10 years since I experienced the music of Nova Scotia’s Cape Breton Island in its own environment, at the International Celtic Colours Festival in 2002. I wasn’t then and I’m not now any kind of authority on Celtic music, but I know . . . → Read More: Mary Jane Lamond & Wendy MacIsaac: Seinn
It’s late afternoon on a perfect summer day (mid Twenties, cooling breeze) so the Neverending Session has decamped to the courtyard to sit under the Hanging Oaks and play more than a bit of John Playford’s compositions; the punters here decided to follow them as there’s a cask of St. George Nut Brown Ale on . . . → Read More: A quick music update
The Spring ale is flowing freely, the Neverending Session is in the Courtyard enjoying the unseasonably warm weather, and there’s a lot of rather randy sounds coming from Oberon’s Wood.
So why the bloody fuck would we expect anyone to write reviews under these conditions? I certainly wouldn’t! Nor would I expect the editorial . . . → Read More: It’s Spring!
Me, your generally friendly fiddler, is here as Iain, our sometimes grumpy Librarian, is off not being grumpy as he’s quite happily assisting Bjorn, our gregarious Brewmaster, with deciding which of the trial ales will be the featured one for this Spring. That means his mind is definitely not at all thinking about commenting on . . . → Read More: Spring Music
Myself, Bela, and one of the piping Jills are, over a few pints of a particulary good Hungarian ale by the name of Szalon Barna which I got in here for the Pub, discussing the excellent selection of music and books reviewed this edition. So sit, grab a bottle of this excellent ale, and join . . . → Read More: Words and Music
Jack loves to tell this tale late at night. I was there as well so I know all told here happened…
Once upon a time, I fiddled away the entire night of a summer solstice under the stars with a Québécois band named Les Chèvres Dansantes. That means in English ‘The Dancing Goats’, the French . . . → Read More: Dancing Goats