“the ingredients of a remarkable evening:
the result was jazz with a real edge and
that all important contrast.
On the second night of a short tour,
this quintet, sounded tight and imaginative
from the first number, playing the
whole evening with intensity and
co-operation”. - Oxford Times

“Contemporary jazz is not often fun,
but Chris Garrick and the Pete Oxley Band
were one of the most entertaining bands
Goring has had.”- Henley Standard

This band was set up with the express purpose of entertaining Jutta, the Rhine maiden fantastic who lured us hapless, weak and helpless mortals into performing for her sheer hedonistic delectation. Having delivered our fare to her apparent satisfaction, we were released on the single condition that we should go boldly forth, not only splitting infinitives but also heralding her name to all that will hear.

And so, let the clarion announce: Jutta’s Party Band. Jutta’s Party Band. Jutta’s Party... well, you surely don’t just want another press release stating the same old blah blah blah? Do you?

All right, all right. To be sensible for a moment. Without mucking about, there is no better way to describe this band’s music other than the purveyance of fiendish feisty fare. Of the joyous nature, one might add. Alors, check out the personnel; you probably know all, most, or some of them and will be able to conjure up for yourself an aural picture of this constellation:

Chris Garrick: violins, acoustic and electric. Viola negotiable in retrospect.

Dave Gordon: piano, acoustic and electric. Harpsichord if brevity required.

Pete Oxley: guitars, acoustic and electric. Owns his own thwartle.

Oli Hayhurst: basses, acoustic and electric. Complete with two-toned dolby irrigation device.

Russ Morgan: Drums, acoustic only. Versed in stick analysis, McTimonay method.

So, armed with this information and the demo disc, further words will be redund ... wait wait wait: there’s more that must be said:

The band will be touring to spectacular effect in November between the 1st and the 9th and would love to share their wares, their feiry fare to prise you from your lair. (go to gig dates)

And now, all further words will be redundant.