I have been in South Korea for the past 2 weeks, an artistic rescidency with choreographer Mehdi Farajpour. When not rehearsing the performance I have spent my time walking, watching and writing new songs. I have also taken lots of…

Well a lot in fact. Standards are songs that have proven to be ever malleable, soft yet durable, and pleasing as well. Last Saturday I played the Bab-Ilo in Paris (one of my favourite jazz clubs),  with a programme of…

It is so easy to slip into despair if you forget. It is easy to huddle in your sacred corner if you turn away. It is easy to ignore the other, cloaked in cords of fear. But if you just…

Have you ever gone ice skating? Do you remember that first time?  Did you fall flat, splat, on the ground? Did you arms reach out helplessly trying to find something, anything, to hang on to, only to find that thin…

Summer in Europe, as elsewhere, is a time of sun, relaxation and festivals. Smiles and laughter, too often trapped behind impossible deadlines, financial woes, unrewarding work, city stress and insecurity, have a way of finding space during those fleeting months.

Last night I had a concert to announce the launch of my new album “Conversions,” that I recorded with the pianist Jobic Le Masson.  Being a modern, independent musician, I had to do everything myself, all the work that traditionally…

Last year China finally recognised Champagne’s intellectual property status. Hooray! The USA, along with Russia, Argentina and Brazil still refuse to recognise the protected status, the intellectual property of the wine growers from the Champagne region of France. A reflection…

Summer is here, and though the volatility of the weather may cast doubt on the season’s true nature, summer is indeed upon us. Renouncing the austerity of winter, now lush, spring-sprouted leaves hang from trees, dancing on a gentle wind…

I have recently discovered the wonders of the night sky. Of course I always knew it was there, that unimaginably vast expanse that is the gateway to the universe, but I never really thought much about it, except fot thr…

Late nights, long, slow trips home and after midnight eateries.

As a jazz musician I have experienced my share of just-missed night buses, long waits in the cold and rain and long, tiring journeys home. I have even managed to…

Bells are ringing the joys of the holiday season. Lights, garlands, giant stars and glittery trees are popping up almost everywhere. Even grumpy old men can be seen daring a sparkle in their eyes and a smile on their lips…