Alan Wilkinson/John Edwards/Steve Noble: London, England, January 9, 2013
There was humor as well, as in an interlude towards the end of the second set, which gave an insight into the unspoken negotiations at the heart of such freewheeling creativity. Noble laid out as a period of cantering syncopation dissolved into a breezy dialogue between Edwards and Wilkinson. The interplay became ever more delicate, until the reedman was blowing the merest whispers and the bassist voiced quiet figures from the top of the neck. As Edwards ceased, Wilkinson pressed his plaint but without response until he broke off and good naturedly berated his partners for lacking stamina. Noble responded that they might lack stamina but they did have taste, which drew delighted "oohs" from the audience.
And then naturally, they continued where they had left off, culminating in further tumult and rounding off a cracking evening, one for which it was well worth braving the winter air.