SUNDAY 1 MARCH

The Harry Greene Organ Trio


A return after last year's memorable gig: 22 year old tenor saxophonist and guitarist Harry Greene extends his already enviable reputation (BBC Young Jazz Musician of the Year 2014 semi-finalist) with a new band in the funky Hammond organ setting. Relishing the jazz tradition of improvisation and commanding the respect of leading musicians, Harry's hard-swinging, mature style and bluesy vitality on a series of well-loved standards and jazz classics recalls Blue Note masters of the 1960's like Hank Mobley, Dexter Gordon and Kenny Burrell. With the great Matt Carter (Hammond keyboard) and Oren Mcloughlin (drums).

Watch YouTube footage of Harry here and visit his website here



Admission: £9 / £5 (U25)







 

*PLEASE NOTE*: details of concerts and musicians appearing are correct at the time of writing although changes are sometimes necessary. Please feel free to check with us before attending.

 

 

 

 

 


Somebody who decides to play jazz for a living knows he will struggle for the rest of his life, unless he opts for predictable and soothing compromise. Honest jazz involves public exploration. It takes guts to make mistakes in public, and mistakes are inherent. If there are no mistakes, it's a mistake. In Keith Jarrett's solo improvisations you can hear him hesitate, turn in circles for a while, struggle to find the next idea. Bird used to start a phrase two or three times before figuring out how to continue it. The heart and soul of improvisation is turning mistakes into discovery. On the spot. Now. No second draft. It can take a toll night after night in front of an audience that just might be considering you shallow.

From 'Close Enough For Jazz', Mike Zwerin (1983)

 

Now, divine air! Now is his soul ravished! Is it not strange that sheeps' guts should hale souls out of men's bodies? Well, a horn for my money, when all's done.

From 'Much Ado About Nothing' (Act II, Scene iii), William Shakespeare (1600)

 

Onstage, he storms inwardly, glaring at his audience, wincing at his trumpet, stabbing and tugging at his ear. Often his solos degenerate into a curse blown again and again through his horn in four soft beats. But Miles can break hearts. Without attempting the strident showmanship of most trumpeters, he still creates a mood of terror suppressed - a lurking and highly exciting impression that he may some day blow his brains out playing.

Barry Farrell, writing in Time Magazine (February 28 1964)

 

Late in his career, drummer Earl Palmer appeared in a music video with the band Cracker on the song ‘I Hate My Generation’. According to Cracker leader David Lowery, when Palmer was asked if he would be able to play along with the songs, he gave Lowery a look and said, 'I invented this shit’.