Thursday, May 22, 2025

Dave Keech Interview Americanology and More

 

Americanology with Dave Keech

AMERICANOLOGY is a deep-groove jazz track infused with soul, featuring the powerhouse vocals of Andre Espeut and a stellar lineup of the UK’s most progressive and creative jazz musicians, including Binker Golding, Rob Luft, Nikolaj Torp Larsen, Nim Sadot, and Corrie Dick. The track blends jazz musicianship with classic soul, making it equally at home on jazz playlists and dance floors.

AMERICANOLOGY is the lead single from Dave Keech’s upcoming 5-track EP, Tokyo, set for release in autumn 2025. The EP showcases Dave’s big, expressive trombone sound and soulful phrasing, with original compositions interpreted by some of the UK’s most innovative jazz musicians.




To hear the excellent single 'Americanology' click here:

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I had a sneak listen to the next single BLOOD and it's every bit as awesome as the first (if not even better!!)...

To pre-save the forthcoming single 'Blood' out 25th July:

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I had the chance to ask Dave some Q's - here's what the man has to say:


Matt: I heard that you started playing trombone at twelve, inspired by your grandfather. Did he also warn you it would lead to a life of late nights, smoky rooms, and explaining to airport security why you’re carrying a brass bazooka?


Dave: He did not. My grandfather was a strict brass bandsman — almost more classical than the classical crowd. Discipline, posture, rigour — that was the world I stepped into at twelve. He probably wouldn’t have approved of me veering off into jazz, but he taught me how to be serious about the instrument, and that mattered. There’s a story that sticks with me: once, he went to a brass instrument exhibition and happened to see Louis Armstrong there, who must've been on tour in the UK — testing out a trumpet. Granddad listened, shrugged, and said, “Didn’t think much to it.” That tells you everything about his taste and temperament! I didn’t exactly follow in his footsteps — but I wouldn’t have found my own path without him. 


Matt: You studied under Sir Eduardo Paolozzi does sculpting with metal and wielding a trombone feel like two sides of the same artistic rebellion, or is one just significantly louder?


Dave: They’re definitely two sides of the same thing - and they’re both loud in their own way. Paolozzi was a dear friend and mentor. He taught me so much about creativity, about following instinct, and about the joy of making. He also loved jazz. His work feels like an endless improvisation - a kind of hymn to the 20th century and everything it meant, from machines to movies. That spirit - of assembling, layering, experimenting - is what I hear in jazz too. We spent many happy hours together listening to jazz. It’s all part of the same impulse, really. Paolozzi and jazz just speak different dialects of the same language. 


Matt: Touring with Ray Gelato’s ‘Giants’ must have been wild what’s the most surreal moment you’ve had on stage… and does it beat playing Carnegie Hall with Lionel Hampton and Roberta Flack?


Dave: Well, yes - being on stage at Carnegie Hall New York with Ray Gelato’s band, sharing the bill with Lionel Hampton and Roberta Flack, was surreal in all the right ways. That’s a lifetime highlight. 


But then again… there was Finland. We were doing a late-night jam after a festival — somewhere in Finland or Norway — when a very drunk guy got up and started causing chaos. The pianist lost patience and punched him. That kicked off an actual brawl on stage: cymbals flying, bodies crashing, total mayhem. Our drummer, Johnny Piper (God rest his soul) jumped in to help subdue the guy — I think his Millwall supporter creds came in handy. I just edged quietly to the side — I had a trombone to protect. 


Matt: You’ve designed everything from keyboards to brass instruments for Yamaha do you ever sit in a gig and silently critique the design flaws of the instruments around you? Be honest.


Dave: Great question. Honestly, in the professional world, most players have chosen their instruments like they’ve chosen their voice — it becomes part of who they are. So it’s rare to see gear that’s wrong for the job.

But, like most musicians, I’m far more likely to be silently critiquing my own playing than anyone else’s setup.


What I really enjoy — and this has definitely been fuelled by my time at Yamaha — is talking to other players about their instruments on gigs. Horn players, guitarists, drummers, whatever. What they’re playing, why they chose it, where they got it, what they love (or hate) about it. That curiosity hasn’t gone away. And it’s a privilege to have been on both sides of the fence — designing and playing. 


Matt: Japan clearly made a lasting impression. What’s more technically challenging: mastering a complex jazz chart or navigating Tokyo’s subway system with a trombone case during rush hour?


Dave: Ha ha - few things are more challenging than complex jazz charts! But navigating Tokyo’s subway system with a trombone case during rush hour on the way to a gig doing complex jazz charts is one of the greatest challenges known to man. I know — I’ve cos I've done it :-)


Matt: As the founder of JazzUp, do you think young jazz musicians today have it harder breaking through or just easier ways to post moody Instagram shots with their instruments?


Dave: Man, your questions are good!


Honestly, I think it’s harder now. There are far fewer casual gigs than there used to be. When I was starting out, there were pubs full of live music — working bands, jam sessions, scenes you could cut your teeth on. That landscape’s changed. Even places like Club 85 in Hitchin — the long-time home of JazzUp — are under threat. It’s tough.

Sure, younger players have adapted to social media, and there’s definitely a knack for posting moody shots with a horn. But most of the musicians I know just want to play. I’m not convinced that posting on Instagram leads to paid gigs - maybe it does, maybe it doesn’t. Maybe I’m just from a different generation.

You can curate your social media, but you can't curate a jazz solo on stage - it's happening for real!


Matt: If your trombone could talk, what would it say about the gigs it’s survived and would it need therapy after some of them?


Dave: My trombone does talk - I just happen to be the one enabling it.

But when it’s just the two of us, it usually says something like: “Mate… when are you going to pay for my therapy? I’ve stuck with you through all sorts, and it’s about time you coughed up for my mental health. Surely you’ve earned enough by now — especially with that new single out…” 


Matt: Your new EP Tokyo is on the horizon. How much of the Japanese influence comes through in your compositions and do you ever find yourself subconsciously trying to play haiku in brass form?


Dave: It is indeed - the Tokyo EP is on the way, and we’re launching it at the 100 Club on Oxford Street on 22nd October. You have to come.

The title track, Tokyo, is absolutely soaked in the energy of that city - this living, breathing Blade Runner meets Mega-City One kind of place. The track is about the city. The lyrics are about the city. I won’t give too much away just yet, but it channels the chaos, the beauty, the overload — all of it.


And yes, there’s definitely a rhythmic haiku vibe running underneath it. Controlled chaos, maybe. 


Matt: Let’s settle this once and for all: what’s the cooler jazz accessory a perfectly polished mute or the ability to walk on stage looking like you just stepped out of a noir detective movie?


Dave: Nice one. I reckon a perfectly polished mute belongs to a brass band player - a jazz musician’s is more likely to be battered, bent, and barely hanging together.  And let’s be honest: most jazz musicians look more like they’re being followed by a detective.


But seriously — yeah. Jazz is about style. Miles Davis knew it better than anyone. He once said something like: “Anyone can play a note. That’s 20%. The other 80% is the attitude of the motherf…r playing it.” 


Matt: Final question… If you could form a supergroup with any living or dead jazz legends, who’s in the lineup and more importantly, who’s buying the first round after the gig?


Dave: Unfair question! That’s impossible.


But okay - I’d love to play with Duke Ellington. Just to be near that musical mind. And I once had a dream I met Louis Armstrong — it was intense, just this huge, overwhelming personality. I never forgot it. I wouldn’t dare get on stage with him, but I’d kill for a hang with him.


Maybe Elvin Jones on drums. Or wow - what would it be like to be on stage with Ella??… no. See? It's impossible.


As for the first round - with a supergroup like that, the first and all subsequent rounds would surely be on the house?


Come to think of it, I have assembled an insane band for the 100 Club launch! Andre Espeut, Corrie Dick, Nim Sadot, Binker Golding, Rob Luft and Nikolaj Torp Larson - if that's not a supergroup I don't know what is!


More about Dave here:

www.davekeech.co.uk


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Tuesday, May 13, 2025

Kingdom Come: Deliverance 2 review

 

Kingdom Come: Deliverance II (PS5)

 – A Platinum Pilgrimage Through the Murderous Meadows of Bohemia


By Matt Adcock (@Cleric20) – Still trying to scrub the virtual blood off my hands



You know you’re deep into a game when the local wildlife start to fear your name. After 200+ hours lost in the mud-caked, blood-smeared wonder that is Kingdom Come: Deliverance 2, I emerged victorious, platinum trophy in hand, sanity… well, we don’t talk about that anymore.

This game doesn’t just invite immersion, it grabs you by the filthy 15th-century tunic and shoves you face-first into history. The Bohemian countryside is rendered with such obsessive detail that I half-expected to contract the plague through my controller. Between the dual-region map of Trosky and Kuttenberg, there’s no shortage of ways to die horribly or embarrass yourself in front of the nobility.

But the real magic is in how alive the world feels. NPCs aren’t just medieval cardboard cutouts wandering aimlessly - they notice things. Hang around a crime scene too long, and they’ll start throwing suspicious glances your way. Covered in blood after a casual highway robbery? Don’t expect a warm welcome at the tavern. One memorable moment saw me forget to wash after a particularly brutal bandit encounter, (for the 'Without Protection' trophy - where you have to break an enemy's shield - tip get a shield, use it until it's wrecked <10% health - then knock out a bandit and swap their shield for the almost broken one, then wait till they come round and fight em!) but let’s just say the local blacksmith wouldn’t even haggle with me until I’d bathed. Fair, really.

And if you’re feeling the call of courtly love (or at least, a well-timed flirt), there’s fun to be had on the romantic front too. From shy village girls to worldly ladies who demand a bit more chivalry, the game lets you dabble in medieval matchmaking. Just be warned—this isn’t a dating sim. Fail to impress, and you’ll find your attempts at wooing met with withering scorn and the kind of rejection that stings worse than a longsword to the ribs.

This is the screen you get for beating the game :)

The Platinum Path: Pain, Perseverance, and Poor Life Choices

Securing the platinum in this beast of a game is a feat worthy of its own ballad. You’ll need the patience of a saint and the moral flexibility of a highwayman. Take the bastard 'Lent' trophy, for example, avoid eating meat or killing animals. Easy, right? Until you realise that in some missions you'll have to fight wolves!?

Then there is the sadistic genius of the 'Overkill' trophy. Kill a rabbit. With what passes for a  'gun'. In the 1400s, before sights or any semblance of being able to 'aim' was invented!? Spoiler: these rabbits aren’t just fast - they’re basically fur-covered ninjas. I achieved this absurd task after discovering a field near Grund that might as well be called the Bunny Battle Royale. Armed with my trusty/wonky scattershot pistol and all the remorse of a Saturday morning cartoon villain, I blasted my way to victory. Just don’t ask how many attempts it took… or how ridiculous it feels firing a hand cannon at a rabbit. Or how smug they look hopping away after you missed again...

Pro Tips for Fellow Trophy Masochists

Save Like Your Life Depends On It. Because it does. You can’t undo a poorly timed rabbit massacre.

Stat Watcher Extraordinaire. Keep checking your menus like a paranoid accountant—one errant sausage or misplaced arrow can ruin your perfect run.

One Save Does Not Rule Them All. Some trophies actively hate each other. Split your playthroughs or prepare for existential despair.

Consult the Ancients. PowerPyx and other guides are your new best friends. Ignore them at your peril.

Kingdom Come: Deliverance 2 is not just a game; it’s a full-time medieval lifestyle simulator where every victory tastes sweeter because it came with so much suffering. The NPCs behave more believably than some people I know in real life, the romance is charmingly awkward, and the quest for platinum is the gaming equivalent of climbing Everest, only with more bloodstains and rabbit-related trauma.

Is it worth the hours? The controller-clenching frustration? The existential dread as you realise you forgot to save before launching a rabbit into orbit?

Absolutely.

And if anyone wants to meet me near Grund, I hear the rabbits are regrouping for the sequel…

Out of a potential 5, you have to go with a Darkmatters:

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(5 - Jumped into my all time fav game list...)

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Friday, May 02, 2025

Matt finds Fréwaka (review) and best folk films

Fréwaka (2024) 

Dir. Aislinn Clarke 
Reviewed by Matt (@Cleric20) Adcock

Starring: Clare Monnelly, Bríd Ní Neachtain Genre: Irish-language Folk Horror 

"Folklore and trauma collide…” 

Something wicked stirs in the shadows of Ireland’s mist-shrouded folklore. Fréwaka, the bold and deeply unsettling second feature from Aislinn Clarke (The Devil’s Doorway), is an Irish-language horror that grips like a cold hand from beyond the veil. 

This is not horror by numbers either, oh no, it’s horror that seeps into your bones, steeped in grief, guilt, and ancestral trauma. Shoo (a superb Clare Monnelly) begins to question everything as we follow her, a palliative care nurse reeling from the suicide of her estranged mother. 

Emotionally adrift, she takes a job in a remote Irish village, tending to an elderly woman named Peig (Bríd Ní Neachtain), whose mind is fractured by memories of being stolen away by the Na Sídhe, dark mythic entities said to spirit people from this world. But as Shoo digs deeper into Peig’s haunted recollections, the edges of reality begin to fray, and what begins as care work curdles into a harrowing confrontation with personal and collective ghosts. 


“This house holds more than memories…” 

Clarke eschews cheap scares for a potent, slow-building dread. Every creak of wood, every breath in the silence, feels like an omen. The rural setting becomes a liminal space between the living and the dead, where trauma festers and refuses to be buried. Visions emerge: masked figures, animal totems, a red door that beckons like a wound. Every element is symbolic, and all of it drips with menace. Personal favs the glowing red cross and 'glow-in-the-dark' Virgin Mary statue.

Monnelly gives a powerhouse performance, grounding the film in emotional authenticity. As Shoo’s stoicism begins to crack, the story opens into a deeper reflection on mother-daughter bonds, inherited pain, and the horrors society chooses to forget. Ní Neachtain is extraordinary too, her Peig is both pitiable and unnerving, a vessel for ancient memory and madness alike.


“Ireland’s ghosts do not rest easily.” 

 What truly elevates Fréwaka is its ambition. This is horror as reckoning. When Peig speaks of the realm she was taken to, she describes not a fairytale underworld, but a dystopia of starvation, silence, and shame. The line between folklore and real-world suffering collapses in terrifying fashion. The atmosphere is suffocating, the sound design eerie and unrelenting and the supernatural is just a heartbeat away.

Fréwaka is a rare beast, artful, chilling, and emotionally devastating. It joins the ranks of horror cinema that doesn’t just want to scare you, but to say something true and painful. Fans of Saint Maud, or The VVitch will find much to admire here. 

Out of a potential 5, you have to go with a Darkmatters:

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(4 - This is horror that hurts. And lingers...)


Matt's Top Folk Horror Movies:


The Wicker Man (1973)
The definitive folk horror classic—an eerie collision of Christian morality and pagan ritual, culminating in one of the most iconic endings in cinema history.


Midsommar (2019)
A sun-drenched nightmare that turns grief and toxic relationships into a florally wrapped descent into cultish horror, both hypnotic and viscerally disturbing.


The VVitch (2015)
A slow-burning 17th-century tale of religious paranoia and supernatural doom, with a chilling atmosphere and one unforgettable goat named Black Phillip.


Kill List (2011)
Starts as a hitman thriller, then veers into occult terror, brutally bleak, disorienting, and shocking in its final moments.


A Field in England (2013)
Ben Wheatley's surreal black-and-white odyssey of alchemy and madness in the English Civil War, folk horror as a psychedelic fever dream.


The Blood on Satan’s Claw (1971)
A grim tale of a demonic force infecting a rural village’s youth—beautifully shot, deeply unsettling, and a core pillar of the folk horror “unholy trinity.”


Häxan (1922)
A silent docu-horror hybrid about witchcraft through the ages, avant-garde, creepy, and way ahead of its time in both imagery and message.


Wake Wood (2009)
Modern Irish folk horror about grief and resurrection, channelling Pet Sematary through the eerie lens of rural ritual and pastoral vengeance.


The Ritual (2017)
A lads’ hiking trip in Sweden becomes a chilling confrontation with Norse mythology, creepy forest atmosphere and one of the best monster designs in years.

Gwen (2018)
Bleak and atmospheric, this Welsh tale of creeping dread weaves economic hardship with pagan fear in a brutally intimate family tragedy.


Eyes of Fire (1983)
A U.S. frontier-set tale that blends folk magic, early colonial fear, and indigenous spirits, beautifully strange and unsettling.


Lord of Misrule (2023)
Set in a rural English village where tradition masks something ancient and malevolent, this eerie slow-burn dives deep into the rot beneath seasonal celebration and blind faith.


The Droving (2020)
A brooding, micro-budget folk thriller following a haunted man on a journey through moors and masked rituals, moody, mysterious, and steeped in folkloric revenge.



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