A room with a (re)view

Joseph Dunn
w/ Danny Brooks on Drums
The Chichester Inn
22/03/10

Voices at a murmur, soft, but continuing. They are trying to speak to one another, but stand underwater and incoherent. Finally they find themselves rushing from behind the onlooker, trying to catch up.
In front, above the rippling water, on the raw, earthen shore, stands Joseph Dunn. With little movement he works away, calling tradition to aid him. With a new tool comes a new dimension; a drum adding the heartbeat for the soul of the voice. Cymbals treading water, gently splashing in the River Adur, like children enjoying their last moments before the sun’s descent. Then, across from the bank, in the lowly fields swoops strings caressed. Complete, it is nurtured to form rich speeches before battle; before the shot of the snare, before the rising notes flying from six bows of Nomads, before the swooping call of the man who stands before them, all in a gaze.
Below, quietly, the audience float in the beauty of his sound.



Adam Thomas