STEVE ANDREW enjoys an account of the many communities that flourished independently of and in resistance to the empires of old
FORMER Henry Cow guitarist Fred Frith presents an unusual musical spectacle. He plays guitar flat on his lap, either patting and rubbing its strings with what looks like a clothes brush and an empty tuna tin or with a bow or a towel laid along its length.
He’s accompanied by Lotte Anker from Copenhagen, who plays caustic notes on a rasping soprano saxophone, and drummer Samuel Duhsler. He creates tinny sounds on his cymbals or what resembles the griddle of a barbecue and drums a long chain that he has dropped onto his snares.
The sounds seethe in front of Heike Liss’s fluid, improvised visuals of daybreak, dissolving mists and snowstorms at sea.
CHRIS SEARLE wallows in an evening of high class improvised jazz, and recommends upcoming highlights in May



