A sound crystallising between that of a harp and breaking glass. Yet like breaking bread – a soft generous activity shared with a mesmerised audience. Through the lungs, the mouth and teeth, the guttural intersection of the body, saliva and the saxophone; noises pushed and pulled the space; piercing yet delicate rhythms formed by soft tissues and tongue; then sudden sheiks from unseen sirens and invisible harmonic orchestras. I offer.. Read More