(Review by Lance).
A rare appearance by the newly titled Riviera Quartet drew a goodly throng to Pink Lane and they weren't disappointed.
It was a special treat to hear the American trumpet/flugel horn player soloing at length as opposed to the shorter blasts he's allotted with SSBB. Flowing, lyrical lines; melodic, but with a cutting edge. On guitar, Williams was in overdrive. Woodstock revisited. Hendrix, Clapton, Metheny - Mark peddles excitement - or should that be pedals?
Morgan too was in the ass-kicking business. Booting, driving, spurring his colleagues on whilst, laying back when the mood demanded it.
Amidst it all stood Grainger, cooler than a cucumber, steadying the ship, The Rock of Gibraltar could learn a thing or two from Paul.
The name of the group, the Riviera Quartet, was inspired by the 1960's Dizzy Gillespie recording -Dizzy on the French Riviera - although all but one of the tunes played by the quartet were originals by either Tanton or Williams.
As the last number drew to a close the audience showed their appreciation by either clapping their hands, or, in Chaplin's* case, wagging its tail.
Let's hope this band shows up again soon - after all, you can't let a Jack Russell down!
Lance.
*Chaplin, Lindsay Hannon's Jack Russell terrier.

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