Ian Smith (tpt/narrator); Dave Gelly (ten); Colin Good (pno); Alyn Shipton (bs); Jez Cooke (gtr). David Thurston (reader).
(Review by Lance).
If Bireli Lagréne got the Gold Medal at this Jazz Olympics then this session was surely my choice for the Silver (I stress my choice as I'm sure we have all allocated the hypothetical awards as to our own personal preferences and it would be good to read what others think).
The gentle effortless swing, even without a drummer, in Hall 2 provided the perfect antidote to some of the less accessible music being portrayed elsewhere. Smith and Thurston read excerpts from Larkin's book All What Jazz and I too, afterwards, dusted down my copy and began delving in.
Larkin's love of jazz jumps from the pages and, after each reading by either Thurston or Smith, we had an appropriate number from the band - all critics in their own right (write?)
Smith and Gelly made the perfect frontline on such numbers as Sweet Georgia Brown, Singin' The Blues, This Year's Kisses, Basin St Blues. and Swinging The Berries they Gelled (no pun intended Dave!).
Good on piano contributed mightily whilst, on guitar, Cooke was a further reminder of what a festival this has been for guitar buffs! Shipton, of course, proved he is the best bass playing broadcaster working for the BBC.
That he, Larkin, was an eccentric goes without saying - do you know any poets who aren't? His capacity for gin - by his own admission - was way above today's recommended "units per week" (but then again, isn't everybody's?) Most importantly, he loved jazz as he knew it and wrote about it for some 10 years in the Daily Telegraph. A word about Thurston. Not only did he read Larkin's wonderful poem, Morning at Last, but during the final numbers, gave an amusing and yet touching display of Larkin in his cups dancing and miming to the music he loved. Living in an upstairs flat it didn't go down too well with his neighbours below.
I must include a quote from All What Jazz (not used at the concert) in which he refers to Art Tatum as being "... rather like a dressmaker who, having seen how pretty one frill looks, makes a dress bearing ninety-nine!"
This is going on Bebop Spoken There - now!
To follow - Christine Tobin's Sailing to Byzantium.
Lance.
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