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| Will Gibson |
Will Gibson - saxophone
Sam Leak - piano
Kevin Glasgow - bass
Dave Ingamells - drums
Paul Jordanous - trumpet
Trevor Mires - trombone
Leo Appleyard - guitar
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| Sam Leak |
Date - 20th October 2016
Venue - The Bull's Head, Barnes, UK
Current Album - Facets (Pathway Records 2016)
Future performance
Central Bar at Royal Festival Hall, 5.30pm – 7pm, Free
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| Paul Jordanous |
Will Gibson (b.1986) is a London-based saxophonist, clarinettist & composer. He began clarinet, piano & writing music at an early age. From 1996-2005 he attended Junior Trinity College of Music in London on Saturdays, where he continued his instrumental lessons & studied composition with Cecilia McDowall. He took up saxophone around the age of 14 after becoming more influenced by jazz & in particular John Coltrane. He also joined the Pendulum Youth Jazz Orchestra, where a large part of the repertoire was by Kenny Wheeler. During this time he was awarded the Chappell Prize for Composition, the Hambourg Prize for Improvisation & won the European Piano Teachers Association Composition Competition.
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| Trevor Mires |
From 2005-2009 he went to Trinity College of Music where he obtained a BMus (Hons) in performance. Here he studied with Mark Lockheart, Julian Siegel, Michael Whight, Fiona Cross & Andrew Poppy. He became involved in ensembles from both jazz & classical sides, & was awarded the Ronnie Verrell Award for Big Band & the Wilfred Hambleton Clarinet Prize.
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| Leo Appleyard |
Since graduating Will has performed extensively throughout the U.K. & Europe in various bands & projects. In 2012 he was awarded second place in the Worshipful Company of Musicians Dankworth Prize for Jazz Composition for his big band piece Solicitudes, which was performed by the Trinity College of Music Big Band in Ronnie Scott's.
Zigguratt hiccup, the gulping Will Gibson septet raising an intimidating wall of water. Gibson is the lighthouse, standing tall, his bursts of light flickering the underside of the dark clouds overhead. There is an unpredictability about the men here, a certain amount of fear from the audience, but the septet's flash of brightness always has warm hues as orange fires flicker in these thunderstorms. The black mica of our cliffs glitter with these sparks while the swell of emotions are stirred by the dark waves which slew our shores.
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| Dave Ingamells |
You huddle in the coves that Will Gibson creates in these musical storms. At first Ingamells (drums) is the modern Poldark, with that mixture of cultured air and bare-chested desire. He cuts us off from the mainland, the elements slashing at our anoraked backs. While Will Gibson rolls and revels in the tavern winelight we are caught in a trick of the eye, Ingamells isn't the devilish storm peppering the panes but the quiet traveller beside the fire. The shadow of his face dissolves into the black and the slow spread of his light-sided smile warms us, like the burn of golden whisky that swills in his hand.
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| Kevin Glasgow |
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