May 20, 2007

Last night’s Orient Express

Olivia Furness

event at the Arcola Theatre was also Aysegül’s birthday party. Who would not want Orkestra del Sol down from Edinburgh to play for their birthday party? Massive, stomping, fat Guča-style brass. (I’m sure I was in love for a solid thirty minutes with Uma-Thurman lookalike Olivia Furness on saxophone.) Watch out for them at Glastonbury. And get their album Carnival by Stealth.

And now pictures from the event.

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