Mark Hudson
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Mark is the author of Titian, the Last Days. He writes on art and music for the Daily Telegraph, the Mail on Sunday and The Observer. His other books include the award-winning Our Grandmothers' Drums, Coming Back Brockens and The Music in my Head.
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It all started on 09/09/09. That memorable date, September 9 2009, marked the debut of theartsdesk.com.
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All We Imagine as Light review - tender portrait of three wo...
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The writer, performer, and lecturer Jeff Young’s latest, Wild Twin, tells – ostensibly – the story of his barefoot, Beat-imitative...
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Jazz music crosses, mixes and unites generations, and the 10 concerts I’ve seen at this year’s EFG London Jazz Festival (out of more than 300 in...
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November can be a month to hunker down for the onset of winter and its weather, and where better to do that than in one of the myriad venues...
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