There’s something about the grand guignol drama of The Letters that seems entirely appropriate in the grand theatrical settings of the Salle Garnier venue. Another great, commanding vocal from Jakko and an interesting middle section in which a new sound makes an appearance. Hanging high above the melee, as Mel’s baritone begins its Coltrane-like ascent at around 3.30, is that Jeremy on mellotron adding an extra chill to the proceedings?
There’s something about the grand guignol drama of The Letters that seems entirely appropriate in the grand theatrical settings of the Salle Garnier venue. Another great, commanding vocal from Jakko and an interesting middle section in which a new sound makes an appearance. Hanging high above the melee, as Mel’s baritone begins its Coltrane-like as...
Christmas is racing over the horizon rather too quickly for comfort. Strange how in early December (or is it early November?), I am always resistant to the notion that "christmas-comes-earlier-every-year", but even with the extended advance warning, I am never ready. In recent years, our family have attended the midnight mass in Salisbury Cathedral on Christmas Eve, which at least ensures that I wake up on the 25th remembering what day it is. Time to stop work, go present buying, and start imbibing heavily of the Christmas spirit.
By way of a clumsy sequitur, I have just uploaded the following chocolate box photo that I took of the Christmas tree outside of the Crimson gig at the Opera Garnier in Monte Carlo. It is now the cover for this year's DGM Christmas treat, courtesy of Robert and...
