Monday, December 2, 2019

An Invitation ...



THE CITY FOLK CLUB


Moseley invites you to our …

GRAND FESTIVE PARTY

Friday, 13th December
At The Guide Hall in Whyke Lane
Doors open 7.30 for prompt start at 8.00pm.

Seasonal music in great company.
Festive food, (please bring a plate to share.)
Bring your own beverages.

Entry: £2.50 which will include a free raffle ticket.


Thursday, October 31, 2019

Being Halloween ...

Here is Jane's seasonal craft-work ...



Actually, I was searching for some appropriately scary music ...

Orff: Carmina Burana?
Greig: Hall of the Mountain King?
Mussorgsky: Night on a Bald Mountain?
Wagner: Götterdämmerung?

Then I found Berlioz ...





OK, kids, ring my doorbell if you dare ...


Arrgh!

Saturday, October 26, 2019

Programme and blog changes

OK, we've been operating this blog for several years, and it all gets a little repetitive at best ... enormously silly at worst.

It has been pointed out that anyone searching Google for 'the city folk club' is directed to this frivolous, and not very informative, account of our activities.

So ... I endeavoured to make our informative blog, (The City Folk Club in Chichester,) more accessible.
I changed the link to https://cityfolkchi.blogspot.com/
That blog is updated monthly, or as and when necessary.

Meanwhile, here's our programme for the next few weeks ...

All Fridays in November:
1st, 8th,15th, 22nd and 29th are confirmed.

ADVANCE NOTICE
Put this date in your diary:
Friday,13th December.
GRAND SEASONAL PARTY!

Details to follow.

Wednesday, September 11, 2019

Now is come September ...

The sixth day thereof, precisely.

Yes, we have all enjoyed our summer holiday, and there seems to have been some reluctance to return to our home ...


Seating for 22.


By 20.10 hours we had attracted 1 accordionist, 1 poet, 1 listener and 1 singer of folk songs.

We began on an autumnal note ...


... is monarch of them all.

Then Ken arrived ...


... and the whistle did sing.

Bryan, our resident poet SANG ...


a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw, a-ploughing through the ragged sky ...


Pray never let me see the day that will not let me sing!