These magical buoyancies rise from a persistent, intricate conversation of remarkable cohesion and purpose. Propositions are advanced and tested, sometimes at the same dynamic level, sometimes breaking into sensational bursts of energy. And for long stretches it all moves beyond conversation as if three lines of counterpoint are being written simultaneously by a single composer.
Phil Treloar reviews Sarcophile in his Recollections Twelve | here and now of Hannaford, Pankhurst and McLean – ‘This music pays tribute to the jazz tradition but in no way competes with it. Nor does it emulate.’
A great deal of art is description, or at least representation. Describing or representing love, hate, the universe. None is the right description. Nor the wrong one. This is art after all.
Marc Hannaford releases two digital recordings – a quintet release called ‘Ordinary Madness’ and a trio release ‘Sarcophile’. We ask him ‘why digital?’ and talk about the music…
Shreveport Stomp (Jazzhead, 2011) Allan Browne, Marc Hannaford, Sam Anning Review by Daniel Sheehan It’s amazing how a performance can be inseparable to a particular […]
Peter Kenneally reviews In Cahoots by Paul Williamson’s ensemble Inside Out. But wait… it’s in the form of a sestina, and breathtaking. A little bit like the way he describes the music on this CD…
When did you start playing piano and why? For example, was there a ‘moment’ when it came to you as a calling or vocation? I […]