Diabolic Swing

My chum the splendid Ms K took me to the Underworld in Camden yesterday to attend a recital by the Diablo Swing Orchestra. You wouldn't have thought, on paper, that combining metal with swing and fronting it with an operatically-trained singer would be a runner, but what emerges from that unlikely amalgam is something dramatically different, energetic, and fun. At least I hope Ms Loegdlund is trained, or her voice will be completely shredded in a year or two if she keeps doing that to it.

So for your cash you get three guitarists, a percussionist, a cellist, a trumpeter, and Ms Loegdlund who at her blazing height can out-shriek the lot. You get unclassifiable music that heaves and lurches with lipsmacking mischief from nigh-unbearable noise to sinuous swing. You even get my feet tapping, which doesn't happen very often.