Free Festival
12-14 June 09

 
Everyone Welcome
Everyone is welcome at the Alison Arms Folk singaround, every Wednesday from 8.30ish to midnight. If you play acoustic, sing, dance, recount stories or recite poems you'll get your turn to perform. It isn't compulsory, though. If you just want to come and listen your welcome as long as you applaud until your hands hurt. We meet in an upstairs function room (door to right of bar, left up the stairs and left at the top)

It really is 8.30ish, hang on someone will turn up, on very rare occasions it will be closer to 9.30ish.
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Back on 7 January 2009
Wednesday evenings 24 December and 31 January are busy for most folks so the usual singarounds are cancelled, we will resume in the new year on Wednesday 7 January 2009, 8.30pm.
 
Avian night at the Alison Arms

A trend seemed to be set early in the night by John, who was visiting and helps run the Norwich Folk Club, when he sang a song that included birds. For the rest of the evening members attempted to sing a song with some bird content and about 80% managed it well. John sang a capella a song about a pigeon - The King of Rome - which really upped the ante.

It was nice to see Neil back again, a recent addition to the regulars, and everyone who braved the rather cold, windy and wet night. It was a lovely night of good singing and lots of stories some of which also celebrated Lancashire Day which falls on the 27th November.

 
2008 Free Folk Festival, I've Got It Covered

ImageThey had held events like this before. Successful, well supported, happy and gay. This was to be the best yet and all those involved in putting me together did a marvellous job. I am very proud to say that this particular Free Folk Festival at the Alison was the best so far.

The weather forecast had been good and turned out to remain so. Dark cloud gathered a couple of times over the weekend, heading in the direction of my bright marquee, but must have got scared away by all the commotion underneath. They turned and ran away only returning in the night and allowing the sun to shine on the crowds that came to see the spectacle and listen to the wonderful songs and singing. I heard no-one complaining, even when the evening turned to chill, as they sat around with warm hearts, joining in with the songs of the main artistes and the singarounds after the main events each day. I slept each night with songs ringing in my ears, delighted to have seen so many folk enjoy the day’s offerings, and looking forward to the next day as it approached.

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