Monday 12 September 2016

Hungrytown - Twickfolk

Ken Anderson
Rebecca Hall - voice, guitar
Ken Anderson - guitar, banjo, harmonica, voice

Rebecca Hall
Date - 11th September 2016
Venue - Twickfolk, Twickenham, UK

Current Album - Further West (2015)

Future performance
September 13, 2016 - Lee Rosy's Tea,
17 Broad Street, Nottingham, NTT NG1 3AJ.
September 16 & 17, 2016 - Ceòl Cholasa Festival,
Scalasaig, Isle of Colonsay, ARL PA61 7YW.
September 22, 2016 - Kirkcaldy Acoustic Music Club,
Polish Ex-servicemen's Club, Bennochy House, Forth Park Drive, Kirkcaldy, FIF KY2 5TA.
September 23, 2016 - Gala Theatre,
Millennium Place, Durham, Durham, DUR DH1 1WA.
September 26, 2016 - Barnsley Folk and Acoustic Night
Barnsley Trades Club lounge, Racecommon Road, Barnsley, SYK S70 6AA.
+ many more dates throughout the Autumn in the UK.

After more than a decade of world-wide touring and three album releases, Hungrytown's Rebecca Hall and Ken Anderson have earned a reputation for the quality and authenticity of their songwriting. Hungrytown's introduction to folk music came when a close friend--who died young due to a tragic misdiagnosis--entrusted to them her collection of 1960s folk albums and her guitar. Inspired by the grit and true-to-life experiences she heard in these traditional ballads, Hall was inspired to write the lyrics that later became her first songs, aided by Anderson’s flair for musical arrangement. Soon afterwards, Hall released two solo albums, Sings! (1999) and Sunday Afternoon (2002), both produced by Anderson. In the winter of 2003, the duo quit their boring desk jobs, moved to the green hills of Vermont, and decided to pursue a full-time career as touring musicians.

Ken Anderson
We are passengers in Hungrytown's propelled narratives, look away from the duo, turn the head and you see a wall of trees ticker past. Your thousand yard stare refocuses as you pin your own hopes on the dotted lives that sit within the landscape. The tiny copse, the old shed or the lakeside ripples are all homes to house themes from past and future. Don't let me down is the mirror that reflects my fellow passenger. I catch her as she touches her hair, she is unaware of my attention and that is the frisson.

Under a Broken Sun casts the eye across a dark river, on its surface spins a leaf or a wisp of detritus. It stays afloat but the currents underneath spin the song one way and then the other. Ken Anderson fizzes in a twist only for Rebecca Hall to catch me in her eddy. Calliope is another carousel song, another deliciously dark whirl to make you heady with confusion.


1 comment:

  1. Thanks, Alban...I thought you were having a night off from work ?!
    Lovely to see you both again. A bientot, Geraint