Jane Weaver

The lack of any gratuitous ego is a rare accomplishment, certainly within the field of music in which so many self proclaim as genius. However an air of understatement or self-deprecation that borders on detachment tends to leave a room rather grey

Being among this crowd felt like hanging around in a morgue

The capacity crowd is testament to the crossover appeal of an artist who has transcended from psych folk siren to electro Krautrock experimentalist.

Overall there's a feeling of imbalance, and while Jane Weaver and co play well, they sadly fail to give the new album the full justice it deserves

The Widnes lass has many historical Manchester links (she now lives in Stockport) and there is a telling contingent present of loyal local fans from Manchester's underground folk scene.

A recent review on this site took exception, and understandably so, at the amount of loud and obnoxious chattering at a recent gig in Wolverhampton. I inquired of the opinion of a friend who was at said gig. He concurred with the review and said it was absolutely accurate. The worst he’d heard and spoiled the

Bodega, Nottingham, UK