Review of Chronicles of Man submitted on 31st October 2000

I close my eyes and my body becomes adrift , floating to the Isle of Man. There, they are waiting for me, the Chronicles of the master Wakeman, glorious relaxation, a moment of contemplation, time has ceased its passage. The Steinway in Wakeman`s hands sounds uplifting, one can hear tunes that recall a whisper of the island`s history, this music touches the imagination. Having been in such a state for an hour, I return from that voyage into reality. Someday I must visit the Isle of Man.