With the advent of Andrew Bird, Owen Pallett et al., loop-pedalists have lost the novelty they once had, but the depressingly youthful Peter Broderick is something rather special. His lyrics may not meet the ambition and craft of his astounding musicianship (encompassing piano, violin, guitar and musical saw), but when he’s on form, he can send shivers down the spine like few others. I feel blessed to have had the opportunity to experience his music in such an intimate setting - it’s only a matter of time before he gets the critical recognition he deserves, and venues like St. Giles are lost to him for ever.
(Photo: Abroadjz (Flickr))
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