DOUGLAS FIELD relishes the hard-boiled language, satire and humour of the third and last of the Harlem trilogy
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STEPHANIE BROWN draws attention to the hidden labour of the female embroiderers, and how a 19th century replica made no such error
MIK SABIERS revels in a band that ploughs an idiosyncratic furrow of expletive laden, guitar-driven alt rock
ANDY HEDGECOCK, MARIA DUARTE and ANGUS REID review Synthetic Sincerity, Our Hero, Balthazar, Heartstopper Forever, and A Year In London
The bard invites readers to a gig, raps for Clacton, and lays out the Burnham-Hurzeler conundrum
RON JACOBS recommends an important book that enhances the oppositional theories put forth by Fanon and, in doing so, remakes psychology itself
Nicole Mitchell and Alex Hawkins
Cafe Oto
I THOUGHT I was hearing birdsong over the rooftops of Hackney last night, but it was the quivering flutesong beauty of Nicole Mitchell, coming from a musical tryst at Cafe Oto as she blew alongside the grounding piano brilliance of Alex Hawkins, creating a fusion of the sky and the Earth in the heart of London.
Mitchell, born in Syracuse, New York state, bred in San Diego, California where she learned classical flute and busked on the Pacific streets, honed her artistry with the avant garde masters of the Association of the Advancement of Creative Musicians (AACM) of Chicago, forged an empathetic internationalist duo with Oxford-born Hawkins.
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