Catriona Bourne Brings Her Triquetra Tour to an Intimate Close This Thursday at the Crypt in Smith Square—A Night of Jazz You Can’t Miss!

It’s in how she uses music to carve open a space and let it bleed raw feeling. Her debut, Triquetra, it’s here to remind you that music, when done right, doesn’t owe you anything. It exists for itself, and if you’re lucky, it lets you in.

Jazz, in its essence, has always been an act of philosophical inquiry—a question rather than an answer. Bourne seems to understand this better than most. With Triquetra, she presents an album that resists being pinned down by easy definitions. It is jazz, yes, but also folk and classical, shaped by the textures of her Scottish heritage and her ear for improvisational interplay. But these are just words, signposts to help us approach what she’s doing. What Bourne creates transcends categories. She is less interested in defining boundaries and more in exploring what lies beyond them.

And yet, for all its feral energy, Triquetra is obsessively detailed. Catriona Bourne understands the architecture of music—scales, intervals, harmonic tension—and she uses it like a painter uses shadow. Her phrasing on harp or flute, or whichever instrument she picks up, is unpredictable in the best way, you can hear the thought behind every choice, and yet it never feels calculated.

I must specifically highlight Bourne’s harp—it’s not a conventional instrument for jazz, yet in Triquetra it sounds as though it has always belonged to the genre. The eclecticism lies in how everything blends into a seamless flow of sound, effortlessly gliding between folkloric hints and the raw nerves of improvisation. You could say she masters the instrument, but it’s more accurate to say they move in unison. They are two wise conversationalists, engaged in a dialogue where it’s unclear who sets the theme. The harp, so delicate and often associated with chamber music’s gentleness in other contexts, here becomes the core, around which a pulsating rhythm, soft bass, and a guitar ready for bold digressions all revolve.

The title track, Triquetra, sets the tone for the entire album—a tone of strength and momentum. This is vibrant jazz, pulsating with life. The rhythm of the drums is steady but not overpowering, the soft bass creates a sense of stability, and the guitar and harp add rich textures. But the essence lies in the sense of movement: the melody lives, evolves, never stands still, and constantly seeks something beyond the horizon.

If Triquetra charges you with energy, Coronach invites contemplation. This is jazz with soulful undertones, leaving a sense of mystery. Here, Bourne reveals her refined side: the harp soars, adding a sense of elevation to the composition. The melody is delicate, gently touching your soul—not trying to claim it, but simply showing you something beautiful.

Sligachan Bridge – pure magic. A soft introduction creates a fairytale-like atmosphere, but as other instruments join the dialogue, the piece gains boldness. Bourne explores the idea of jazz as a space for discovery. Each bar feels like a brush with something majestic and sacred.

Intro to Rowan – this track continues the conversation started in Sligachan Bridge. Airy flute and guitar take the lead, becoming the central characters. The subtlety of the performance and the attention to detail make the track almost meditative, inviting you to focus on simple yet profound things: beauty, the feeling of the present moment.

Rowan – the return of the harp here brings a sense of coming home. Bourne combines its sound with assured drum rhythms, creating a new dimension of jazz. This is a composition where sophistication meets warmth, lightness meets strength. The melody is like a morning coffee—invigorating yet comforting.

And finally, Lannigan—the album’s culminating statement—delivers a measured, patient grace. Its eleven minutes build steadily, each passage drawing you deeper. Here, you can feel the culture, history, and energy of the musicians, who speak to us in a language that needs no words. The harp solo, flowing into guitar phrases, is filled with passion, bringing this musical journey to a stirring and inspiring conclusion.

This might not be jazz designed to make headlines for reinventing the form. It’s subtler than that. It’s jazz that recalls the power of speaking softly and still being heard, of using the velvet side of the brush instead of the bristles. It’s the antithesis of spectacle. Triquetra is a quiet assertion that music can be both steeped in tradition and profoundly personal.

Catriona Bourne has crafted something truly special with this album, and this closing performance promises to encapsulate all that makes her music so remarkable. If you have the chance to attend, don’t let it pass by. Moments like this are rare.


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