The portraits looked down from the walls. I was reminded of the opera Ruddigore where the portrayed ancestors came to life.
I wondered how the subjects of portraits in Kings Hall would handle coming to life 'midst an ACV gig?
I'd like to think they enjoyed it as much as I did.
Not that there weren't problems.
The acoustics, full of booming echoes did the band no favours despite an intensive sound check. Mark had some guitar amp hang-ups that were only sorted by a change of amp.
This meant that the band weren't heard at their 100% best. Nevertheless, 90% ACV is equal to most band's 120% if that makes sense.
What I like about ACV is that they are a jazz group seeking to extend the music's horizons without knocking down the walls. All five can operate in any genre you care to name but it is as a forceful contemporary unit such as this where they truly blossom.
I'm not going to single out - they've all been well documented within these pages 'cept to mention that, with every gig, Andy takes on a whiter shade of Mingus and a bass sound near as full.
Can you think of a better way to spend 50 minutes on a Thursday afternoon?
Lance.


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