July 2011
8 posts
That's it for another year
Is there a name for the melancholy that descends every year unfailingly when you leave North Sea Jazz for the last time? This year I only managed Sunday. As ever, I missed more than I saw, but what I saw was, for the most part, superb. Kyteman’s Jamsessions orchestra was the anthithesis of jamming from where I stood, being a sort of bombastic modern Quincy Jones-styled orchestrated assault...
