• Leighfield goes it alone for Xmas

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    If there is one thing you can say about the British it’s that they love their sporting analogies. Listen to a conversation between two or more for a while and you’ll hear endless mentions of ‘fair play’, ‘playing with a straight bat’ or ‘knocking one out of the park’.
    The one that came to my mind after seeing Luke Leighfield at Yuyintang on Christmas Day was undoubtedly ‘it’s a game of two halves’.
    With his show split by a 20-minute break, those who stayed for the second half were […]

  • Hedgehog Pie


    It is with some reluctance that I write this post, because I had decided to try to minimize my writing about “rock” music (please excuse my ignorance of genres). While there are a good few rock bands that I absolutely love, I just can’t get that excited about a rock band that does everything well except have its own strong identity. For many people, going to a good, solid, rocking show is like pizza. Even if it doesn’t change the way they understand their role in the universe, it’s something that they need to have once in a while–or more often in some cases. In my case, if the pizza is not really really good, I’d just as soon not eat pizza. Hamburgers—ie jazz, stick with me people!—I’m not so picky about. If the band is really swinging and the soloist plays with conviction and energy, I can listen to clichés all night. Sure I’d rather be hearing someone’s totally realized unique self, but it’s a hamburger. Melrose Pizza I can definitely take or leave, emphasis on leave.

  • Free Your Ears: A Sunday Night in Shanghai


    Sunday in Shanghai has a special mood, especially if the previous days have been intense, full of important gigs around town. When Sunday comes after all the revolution, the music feels a bit tired, a bit lazy–and then something unexpected happens. I guess that’s why Sundays are good for Jam Sessions: lazy musicians, hang-overs, and strangely creative sounds.


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