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Diane Cluck, Mary Hampton, The Hand And Rozi Plain

Thu 11 June 2009 // 19:15

(Thu 11th / Doors 7.15pm, start: 7.30pm / £7 advance, £8 on the door)


Twitchy and birdlike, Cluck renders her songs with surprising confidence. Listening to her records you might imagine her face contorted in pained emotion. However, live she seems to expend no effort. With her mouth barely open, she reaches levels of expression and clarity of which other artists could but dream. Cluck lets the songs speak for themselves.
As she nears the end of her set, she worries about people catching the Silverlink out of Kilburn, but by now the audience doesn’t care and calls her back for an encore “Are you sure? I mean I could go on all night”.

(Peter Hayward (from a review of Diane Cluck live at the luminaire, london 2006))
Mojo #2 underground album of the year 2005
"my favorite singer-songwriter in all of New York City" - Devendra Banhart


...songs, which recline with shimmering sensuality in various shady cloaks of weirdness...fragility, desolation and humour...scurrying around Dartmoor under cover of darkness...(Colin Irwin, Telegraph, 26/04/08)

Mojo, Folk album of the month **** (August 08)


The hand do some indescribable things with their fingers: the double plucking breakdown on one such number causes me to scribble 'rubber bands and chickens' as the best auditory comparison I can muster under their spell. Her banjo and his guitar nimbly spin yarns, conversing about closing gaps in the music staff, and how romantic everything seems up close, by the light of the candle (kristen grayewski, venue magazine, september '08)


“She possesses a voice that somehow sounds like it's singing just for you, and her songs shine in your eyes and on your cheekbones like permanent summer sun. Perfect.” (Fence Records)