(Review by Lance/Photo courtesy of Ken Drew).
If Stanley lit the fire then Maddren stirred it, he shook it, he juiced it, he goosed it, he unlocked it, and, if he'd have been a vicar, he'd have defrocked it! Well, he ain't a vicar but, now that Seaman and co have left us and Kinsey probably wouldn't fancy the train journey up to Newcastle, Maddren's the high priest!
I have to say that I'm amazed that those who dig this brand of jazz weren't there.
I've got you guys on the list - your names will be published unless you can provide a sick note or a letter from your parents/children that you were in bed listening to Sonny Rollins or maybe ...