Jazz musician, Myles Jakeman, lurches into an oil painting. It’s 1936 at The Hotel Midnight in London where jazz, romance and revenge take centre stage. Accused of stealing Mozart’s lost Trumpet Concerto, Myles is caught in a dangerous triangle of love with singing sensation, Midnight Melody. Reality is not what it a brass key in the shape of a treble clef commands bizarre power; A hoard of priceless artefacts becomes one man’s obsession; a mysterious tunnel of music stirs the imagination, but where does it lead? And a famous detective saves the life of King Edward VIII. It’s all part of the mystery, magic and allure of The Hotel Midnight where inexplicable things happen at every turn. Is there a way back from this time warp without getting killed? Can true love prevail? Take your seat in the hotel’s grand ballroom. A blast of adrenaline will set your mind abuzz as you recall some of the most famous songs and performing artists of The Swing Era . . . once upon a time.‘No, Detective Roule, this was no dream. I drank champagne, played my trumpet and kissed a woman. The picture itself was percolating with activity beyond its painted surface. I was in a place that defied explanation. There was music, laughter and colour . . . life itself! Yet, I was unable to see the outside world or find my way back.’
Jazz musician, Myles Jakeman, lurches into an oil painting. It’s 1936 at The Hotel Midnight in London where jazz, romance and revenge take centre stage. Accused of stealing Mozart’s lost Trumpet Concerto, Myles is caught in a dangerous triangle of love with singing sensation, Midnight Melody. Reality is not what it a brass key in the shape of a treble clef commands bizarre power; A hoard of priceless artefacts becomes one man’s obsession; a mysterious tunnel of music stirs the imagination, but where does it lead? And a famous detective saves the life of King Edward VIII. It’s all part of the mystery, magic and allure of The Hotel Midnight where inexplicable things happen at every turn. Is there a way back from this time warp without getting killed? Can true love prevail? Take your seat in the hotel’s grand ballroom. A blast of adrenaline will set your mind abuzz as you recall some of the most famous songs and performing artists of The Swing Era . . . once upon a time.‘No, Detective Roule, this was no dream. I drank champagne, played my trumpet and kissed a woman. The picture itself was percolating with activity beyond its painted surface. I was in a place that defied explanation. There was music, laughter and colour . . . life itself! Yet, I was unable to see the outside world or find my way back.’