“The Connie Han Trio puts on a show that gives a glimpse into the life and mind of a true original.”
“Connie Han is brand new, original, fabulous, and ready to claim that place that is most uniquely hers.”
— Broadway World
“Looking every bit of a cross between a Vogue fashion plate and a case of dynamite, Ms. Han joins her bandmates on the stage in a skin-tight black romper with white trim and knee-high leather boots, her raven tresses teased out-to-there, lashes batting at the audience in a not-at-all flirtatious manner, and a slash of red lipstick parting so that a knowing smile can encourage all to indulge in a sip of their cocktail while she gets the party started. The lady is refreshingly outrageous of fashion and wonderfully candid of conversation.”
“The true purpose of seeing a Connie Han show is to go on the hour-long life journey provided by the amalgam that is her composing and her playing. While it is a feast for the eyes to watch Han play, the act of listening to the music itself is like being inside of a ballet based on your own life. Through her compositions "Gruvy" and "Iron Starlet" this pianist whose fingers glide across the keys as a skater does the ice creates an emotional experience that cannot be described, only felt. Thrilling and compelling, the melodies played aren't pretty, they're honest; they aren't meant to be understood, they're meant to be felt. It would be interesting to see what Connie Han could accomplish in the field of motion picture score composition, so vivid are the images she conjures with her music, at times visual, at times visceral. The wealth of emotional opportunities available to a person merely focused on the act of listening to the music is endless. Factually, this writer found an unusual listening experience never before felt in the Trio's performance of Han's "For The O.G." - something so fascinating that I may spend the rest of my life looking for a band able to help me to recapture it.”
“…Breathing in the air and the music, the rise and fall of the heart rate, the colors crashing against the inside of the brain, the emotions coursing through the veins, there was every sensation, physical, mental, emotional, that I was on the best boutique party drug, in the middle of the dance floor of the legendary Roxy disco. The music transported me into the past, with no assistance or prior intention from myself. For those seven-ish minutes, Connie Han gave this guy a kind of musical Tardis that transported me back twenty years, to a time when I was as credulous, as insatiable, as young as Connie Han, herself… What Connie Han has to offer is her own point of view, her own artistic voice, her own inimitable take-no-prisoners attitude about her life, her style, her art.”
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