It is with heavy hearts we have decided to cancel Nick Hart's April gig at The Forge due to recent Government advice on the COVID-19 outbreak.
Seasons Round Presents @ The Forge, Bristol
And so more enthusiastically than ever I explored the basic things of life. I heard the wind sighing in the tree-tops, mountain-torrents roaring down the gorges and quiet streams purling across the plains, and I knew that God was speaking in these sounds and that to gain an understanding of that mysterious tongue with its primitive beauty would be to regain Paradise.
From Peter Camenzind by Hermann Hesse
In 2019 Tom Abbott spent seven months walking and camping in the Outer Hebrides in search of memory. We asked him to choose and caption one image for each of the months he spent in the Western Isles.
A late summer ride through an area defined by the battle between land and water and filled with history, legend, ghosts, piracy and churches.
A retrospective curation of incidental photographs that both document and create a landscape of the self.
One May Morning
Collected folk and vernacular music. Originally this wide-ranging, un-curated playlist soundtracked an exhibition of drawings and prints One May Morning at The Forge, May 2017. This version has been expanded since, and is continually added to.
The Vibes of March
The Vibes of March is the best kind of mixed bag. A playlist of 15 songs that hit all kinds of sweet spots along the way.
Despite the hard ground and scant signs of wildlife the cold, steely days of January are amongst my favourites of the year. Music to accompany these quietly stirring days of frost.
Two Thousand Nineteen
A years worth of newly-heard and old-gold aural magic from unaccompanied folksong thru cosmic Americana. Selected, compiled, and with a bird on top for good measure.
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This endless watermill of days, these rounds of seasons, so clear to me then that it felt as if the World itself — the river, the ham, the woods and skies — were gently curved and motherly, and that we were all healthily round with the recurrence of time.
From The Western Wind by Samantha Harvey
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