Marching, Throwing And Flowing

Marching, Throwing And Flowing

The fine proportions of Halifax’s Victoria Hall, the town’s monument to culture. In the 1950s, I remember seeing a Scottish pipe band march down the theatre aisles during a colour slide presentation about the beauties of the Highlands. In the 60s, I saw endless wrestlers thrown from its canvas-floored, rope-encircled ring, and in the 70s, I heard the sheer beauty of the sound of the Modern Jazz Quartet flow like velvet from its stage.