Dorgan's words play a significant part in Dan – pronounced dawn and translated as poem – as this 14-strong Irish, Scottish, Breton and English collective combine new ideas and traditional flavours into a common musical language.
As a concept it has much to applaud and the players work really well together. For the moment though it tends rather too often to fall into a kind of all-purpose Celtic groove, which is rewarding as far as it goes but doesn't go far enough. There's a lot to accommodate here: Dorgan's poem-songs and Mike Tickell's rugged Northumbrian poetry, Alyth McCormack's sweetly attractive but at times overly vibrato-laden singing plus fiddles, whistles, pipes, guitars, melodeon, concertina, drums and sparingly used trumpet.
It's a commendably tight sound but it was only towards the interval and into the quite brief second half, when real dare-you-to-dance metrical adventure and frontline instrument daring pointed towards something genuinely interesting and exciting, that the project began to demonstrate its individual voice.