Foundry 616, October 29 His almost serene, middle-distance stare was a mask. Boiling from his limbs was an intensity behind the drums that few have matched. Even when the stare was punctuated by eye contact with a colleague, or a grin of mischievous delight, Jeff “Tain” Watts’ drumming remained ferocious.…
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Concert Hall, October 27 Here was a concert to blaze in the memory. Rather than settling for being one of the great fiddlers of Irish music, Martin Hayes had to ask “What if…?”, and assemble a band to shroud that music in a fine mizzle of mystery once more.…