Saturday, 28 June 2008
Petworth Festival 2008 - a triumph?
Cobbett in Petworth
Monday, 16 June 2008
June Tabor at St Marys Petworth 16th June 2008
They say that people forget nearly everything but they never forget how you make them feel. This must be true. Back in the Seventies as a teenager I heard a song on the radio by June Tabor. I don't remember the tune or the name of the song, but I do remember it made the hairs on the back of my head stand up. Since then I have heard a bit more of her music, though not much. And I have heard her spoken about with great respect by people who know about this sort of thing. So when I saw she was appearing at the Petworth Music Festival, literally at the end of my road, I knew I had to go.
June Tabor is a folk singer, but in the sense that Bob Dylan is a folk singer, or Stubbs is a horse painter. She is really just June Tabor. Sometimes she sings folk songs. Tonight she was with a group called Quercus that comprised an excellent pianist and a saxophonist and of course June herself. She is a short woman who sort of sneaks onto stage without any fanfare. She opened by going straight into Brigg Fair unintroduced and unaccompanied and instantly filled the church. Her voice is pure but characterful and easily fits into any style. She could easily have taken up any number of musical options but I am glad that she has chosen to concentrate on traditional songs. They really work well the way she sings them. But she happily threw in Mad About the Boy by Noel Coward.
But for me the highlight of the night was an arrangement of one Housman's Shropshire Lad cycle arranged by George Butterworth. This sad song describes the missing faces from a Shropshire fair due to losses in a far off war. As the song ended and before the accompaniament had finished she pointed out that Butterworth himself was killed at the age of 31 on the Somme. Even nearly a hundred years after the event it still brings a tear to the eye.
The two musicians with her had some time to play on their own which was pleasant. The big surprise was just how jazzy the evening was. A night to remember.
Saturday, 14 June 2008
Welcome to Petworth
Petworth is an historic market town on the A272 in West Sussex. In fact historic doesn't really do justice to it: it packs an amazing amount of history into its small size. It is near to Horsham, Chichester and Guildford and before the development of railways and the motor car was an important settlement. It is mainly famous for the large stately home, Petworth House, which is situated bang in the middle of town. It is also known all around the world for its antique shops. You can't throw a stick in Petworth without hitting one.
But it is also well provided with other interesting shops. There are upmarket clothes shops, an independent off-license and a chocolate shop selling Belgian chocolates as well as some less well known but just as delicious English ones. It benefits from being big enough to support a reasonable sized retail area but is too small to attract the big high street chains. It is also the base of Renotherm, one of the country's premier loft insulation providers. The posh people's personal care brand, Artful Teasing, also operates from the town and has a small shop there. If that weren't enough, the Sofa Workshop started in Petworth - though it has now outgrown it and has moved elsewhere. All in all a lot packed into what is quite a small locality.
It is also still a lived in town with local traditions and real people doing real jobs. It isn't a dormitory town for London or a pickled facade of old buildings with no life in them. It has a town band, and on Remembrance Sunday you see a parade of old soldiers with their medals.
But the overwhelming appeal of Petworth for the tourist is the interesting and diverse architecture and views. This blog aims to show as much as it can of this intriguing and characterful town.

