My City

A garden wrapped in wool

pink, yellow and lavender

Hill

London flits through my mind

noise of birds, the bustle and smell

it’s quiet here

coastal

Bird calls are my sirens

crashing waves the south circular

this garden my Clapham Common

I’m home away from

home

A city that I longed to escape

pulls at me

Tugging at my hair, my skin, my nails

My breath comes too freely here

I gulp to fill my lungs with smog

just a salted sea breeze

Swansea croaks with fresh air

The spines of my books cracking with salt.

birds cat calling in the trees

I am isolated here

a child with her parents

escaped back to

home

From there to here

I long for what I had had

enough of

of London

 

The Omnibus provided an intimate space for this gig, close quarters in comfy chairs, listening to jazz. The perfect Sunday evening. Close enough to see the musicians flirt and communicate with one another, the wear on the double bass and the chinks on the piano keys.
 Tom Green along with Scott Chapman – drums, Misha Mullov-Abbado – double bass and Sam James – piano, slide effortlessly into their set. There is no clear beginning or end to this music, it just flows. Closing my eyes I can see a skyline changing as the music moves, conjuring scenes from dawn through to dusk. The members of the quartet are all in the septet and their new album Skyline is top of the ‘new jazz’ pile for me.
Green’s beautiful compositions from his Septet’s new album Skyline, that have been refined to work with just four musicians, do not lose their artistry. This is music that you won’t get tired of listening to. You are always able to find new facets and quirks.
The audience at the Omnibus were lucky, such intimacy is seldom achievable elsewhere. I will certainly be returning.
Check out Tom Green and Skyline for yourself here.
And if you fancy some music at the Omnibus.

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