An awesome and ridiculous film that leaves you thrilled beyond the point of your natural endurance
2012
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Music
The British pop music industry may be eating itself but if Muse are the pick of what it can offer the world in 2010 then British music is in rude health indeed
Muse
I was smitten by both Gilberts enormous luxuriant moustache and the intelligence and nuance of this highly entertaining play
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Always been a fan but never seen them live. I was ecstatic to be part of this epic event. WOW!
London,




Phone: 020 7628 2571
Trains: Tube: Barbican/Moorgate
It’s open week at the Guildhall School of Music’s jazz faculty, a feast of free concerts by the teaching staff, preceded each evening by prize pupils in groups large and small. Department head Martin Hathaway, a bright-toned altoist pitched somewhere between Benny Carter and Phil Woods, introduced his A-team with blanket diplomacy. “Not only are they fantastic players,” he beamed, “but also really lovely people.”
Stylistically a well-mixed bunch, too. Hathaway and trombonist Malcolm Earle Smith played mainstream, whereas trumpeter Nick Smart was more straight-ahead. Trombonist and former principal Scott Stroman, who now teaches voice, scatted in a vibrato-laden Mel Torme manner.
More harmonically advanced were Jean Toussaint, the Virgin Island tenorist and erstwhile Art Blakey Jazz Messenger, plus guitarist John Parricelli and pianist Malcolm Edmonstone, probably the two busiest freelances on view.
Toussaint skated through the I Got Rhythm changes of In Walked Horace with a new fluency, his formerly jagged phrases replaced by longer and more coherent ideas.
Double-bassists Steve Watts (excellent on John Taylor’s lilting piece, Ambleside) and Jeff Clyne (top man for half a century) swapped places alongside drummers Gene Calderazzo and Andrew Bain, the latter virtually ignoring his hi-hat pedal.
Latecomers missed a delightful student sextet. Their set included Driftin’, a Herbie Hancock original from an early Blue Note album, played with touching reverence. To trumpeter Henry Spencer, tenorist Alec Harper, pianist Lewis Sutch and singer Harriet Syndercombe-Court it’s all history but remember their names. They are the future. And thank the sponsors, the City of London Corporation, for showing those sub-prime lenders across the street a more productive way to invest their money.
Tuesday: Gwilym Simcock and Stan Sulzmann.
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