An Impressive and Fantastic Park Farm Music Festival

Images: Jess Worrow

Well my friends the time has come; Park Farm Music Festival sure went from zero to hero in one swift and fantastic Saturdayโ€ฆโ€ฆ

Nestled between Fulltone and the Scooter Rally, two established events on the calendar at the same Devizes site, Park Farm, the self-titled music festival’s inaugural outing last year deserved more attention. Perhaps with Nirvana and AC/DC tributes its lineup greatly directed towards rock, but more so because it takes time for the worth of any new festival to become realised.

If I’ve waffled about how, despite it being a new venture in Devizes, the organisers have twenty-five plus years of experience hosting Mantonfest, a gorgeous family event adored in Marlborough, I could only hope folk took heed. The organisers this year went with more universal appeal for its lineup. For whatever reason, it worked, and I was delighted by the announcement that Park Farm Music Festival sold out this year.

Those who had cottoned on left impressed. I’m not here to flatter anyone, I say it like it is, you know this. But proof the organisers aimed to impress, particularly Devizes folk, use the example of the town’s most beloved blues legend Jon Amor and his drum and bass section Tom and Gerry, rocking the stage while I could still taste toothpaste. A brilliant beginning to what will be a mighty fine day.

The other Devizes favourite present, Ben Borrill and Pat Ward’s Matchbox Mutiny took twice to a side stage towards the end, and with their fun but proficiently delivered covers they absolutely rinsed any expectations the side stage was merely an interim whilst tribute acts soundchecked. 

Knowing how amazing they are, I expected this much of Ben and Pat. My pleasant surprise on the alternative โ€œMoonrakersโ€ stage was a young Hungerford-based trio called Station. Theyโ€™ve gone from gigging Marlborough’s Green Dragon to national tours, and it was easy to see why.

Feelgood and carefree songs of oceans, driving away and how fake gold jewellery makes your finger turn green, were joyfully delivered with zest in a unique eighties mod-Two Tone punkish come subtle Levellers-esque mesh. Though I love what Iโ€™ve heard of them, Iโ€™m not completely informed, but would liken Station to the Coral, and believe itโ€™s an apt and deserved comparison. I went straight for the Instagram follow, because they delighted the crowd with natural flair.

Mantonfest wouldnโ€™t be Mantonfest without veterans Barrelhouse, and equally they bring their vintage blues with a groove to its baby sister Park Farm. If itโ€™s standard issue, itโ€™s a deserved badge of honour. Following Jon Amor wasnโ€™t going to be easy, being this is Devizes, and Devizes loves Jon. Yet, Barrelhouseโ€™s show is so insatiable itโ€™s catching on here, via memorable gigs at The Southgate and hey, didnโ€™t I book them at Rowdefest for this very reason?! Ah, they did it, as they do each time, an explosion of jump blues mixing covers with originals which no one bothers to untangle, because it so absolutely rocks. 

The remaining day at this brilliant communal and genial festival was vetted tributes. In chronological order, too hot for mirror-disc top hats, Slade tribute Slyde wonderfully homaged the seventies glam era, got elders worked into an early frenzy and younger onlookers mesmerised by the catchiness of those ostentatious anthems. I knew they would, Iโ€™ve seen them before, albeit it was a Mantonfest Christmas party, still, yeah, they had to encore with the unseasonal classic Slade yell, and with exceptional expertise.

The stage was ready for the second tribute to seventies/eighties pop, and undoubtedly the most invariably treasured, Abba. Abba Inferno hail from Swindon rather than Sweden and with Scandinavian accents intended to jest about this. The general banter and party-dance crowd encouragement of Inferno was second-to-none, and if Abba tributes are two-to-a-penny, with apt costumes and their dedication to the defining sound, this was the best one Iโ€™ve bore witness to.

With the evening still young I could criticise we peeked too soon with tribute acts, but with the crowds roused now, I remained confident the organisers know better, and know exactly what buttons to press. The penultimate act was ultimate for my personal tastes and seemingly the majority at Park Farm too. Self-styled Badness attributes Madness, Bad Manners and merges other Two-Tone acts into one of the most entertaining, lively and Northern humoured amusing tribute acts Iโ€™ve ever seen. Itโ€™s one of those who will force anyone younger and unaware of the music of the period into some dedicated after-study, while thoroughly skanking those in the know.

Fulltone may have had a great and energetic Madness tribute, but I wished those at Lower Park Farm last weekend were here once again, because Badness would have banged them to rights. This was the peak of the evening, not forgoing Matchbox Mutiny filled in the gap with another astounding second half.

While talking about badness, bad was my research for our preview of Park Farm, as the Queen tribute I had seen at a previous Mantonfest wasnโ€™t the same one as here. They were The Boheniems, and they were the best Queen tribute Iโ€™ve ever seen, but, apologies for the assumption, that mistake; this Queen tribute was called One Vision, and unfortunately, while satisfactory, failed to deliver quite the same impact. Nevertheless, it was late, folk had had so much fun, and with sufficient alcohol in their system, it did not matter. One Vision was enjoyable, and a great end to an absolutely fantastic festival at Park Farm.

Just like glorious Mantonfests of yore, this festival was so carefree and friendly. With an adequate scattering of food and drink options, there may need to be more to entertain the kids, and we look forward to side-attractions blossoming here, but for the music lovers this is one mighty fine event, and one you should mark on next yearโ€™s calendar if youโ€™ve not already. If Iโ€™m singing Abba songs all week, please excuse me!! 


Trowbridgeโ€™s New Music Venue The Birdhouse Opens Tonight

If both Claire and Chloe Grist jest their working and marital relationships are of โ€œleftโ€ and โ€œright tit,โ€ respectively, it might explain the reason for their chosen species of bird on the logo of their popular music promotion Facebook page, Bird is the Word!

However, in order to incorporate the letter B on the logo of their latest adventure, a new music venue for Trowbridge town centre which opens tonight, Friday 17th July, the bird this time more resembles a chubby pigeon! After poking my nose into the new gaff at a private invite opening party last night, Iโ€™d favour comparing The Birdhouse to a phoenix, rising from the ashes of political ballyhoo surrounding property in the area, and hopefully proving hospitality will better save the High Street over retail.

Swindonโ€™s Old Town is an already established example, where bars, restaurants and music venues co-exist within walking distance. With The Pump a stone’s throw away, already bucking the unfortunate trend of venues closing, and The Old Town Hall, just next door to this new venue breathing life back into entertainment and community-driven events in Trowbridge, seems the time is nigh for the Birdhouse, a comfy but lively and friendly free music venue, with bar and a menu of sharing platters.

It was a popular โ€œsoftโ€ opening, and great fun, as guests gathered to celebrate the coming of The Birdhouse. To dot the few remaining i’s and cross the t’s I expect the team will be busy today, for the mayor arrives at 6pm to officially open the venue. Then it starts as it means to go on, with Trowbridge punkers Brakelight being the first official band to grace The Birdhouse stage at 8:30pm. Entrance is free, please support it, because, from what we’ve seen of it so far, it looks fantastic!

The Sir Issac Pitman building on Trowbridgeโ€™s Silver Street is a listed building from 1976, and architecturally many of its grand features are retained. Nine years after Wetherspoons relocated, Claire and Chloe have teamed with the former operator of The Boathouse and director of SD Hospitality Management Ltd, Sam Dean, to see this glorious reformation as a music venue, The Birdhouse.

Aesthetically itโ€™s also comfy, with lots of sofas and soft chairs, and functionally it serves its purpose aptly, with a lengthy bar reaching across the back, a convertible stage area, and ground floor spacious enough for a dancefloor. And you just know, with that Cracking Pairโ€™s dedication to the local music scene, itโ€™s going to get a lot of use!

Soloist and one half of The Hot Juice Project duo, Jake Lockhart was actually and unofficially the first person to grace the new stage at The Birdhouse, entertaining the guests, as nibbles were handed out and Sam, Claire and Chloe gave an improv speech declaring their gratitude from their supporters and of dreams coming true. We wish them all the very best with their new project, and look forward to the prospect of partying with them as soon as possible!


Wiltshire Music Awards Nominations Coming In

Not all of them yet, but some of the top five nominations for this coming Wiltshire Music Awards are being released. Letโ€™s take a look at them, shall we?!


Best Desk DJ nominations go to: DJ Paul Alex, DJ Dion, Sound Image Roadshow, Rock the Boat, and James Threlfall.

Saturday at Fulltone ’26

For Best Venue: The Victoria, Swindon. Salisbury Arts Centre. The Pump, Trowbridge. The Three Crowns, Devizes. The Ruze, Chippenham.

The Pump, Trowbridge

For the Contribution to Music in the Community award: Swindon 105.5FM. Dave Wright at The Southgate, Devizes. Jemma Brown & Fulltone Festival. Peggy-Sue Ford of Donโ€™t Stop the Music radio show, and us, Devizine and myself! Thanks to everyone who thought of me!

The Southgate, Devizes

And finally, for now, The Best Band award:

The top 5 nominations are Burn The Midnight Oil, Talk in Code, 5 Nights at Adyans, Butane Skies and Ednostic.

Talk in Code at CrownFest

While thereโ€™s more to come, organiser Eddie Prestidge congratulated the top 5 finalists, and said โ€œbeing shortlisted is a fantastic achievement, especially considering the high standard of nominations we received this year. We would also like to extend a huge thank you to everyone who was nominated. The support shown by the Wiltshire music community has been incredible, and every nomination is a testament to the hard work and dedication of our nominees.โ€

The winners will remain a closely guarded secret until the Awards Ceremony on Saturday 14th November at Melksham Assembly Hall. Book your tickets now and be there when the winners are revealed!

Wiltshire Music Awards is looking for sponsors of the various categories. For sponsorship enquiries: hello@stonecirclemusicevents.uk

Matchbox Mutiny at Wiltshire Music Awards 2025 Image: Helen Polapix

Speed Reduction on Caen Hill to 50mph

Be honest now, who likes to bomb it up and down Caen Hill dual carriageway like they’re Lewis Hamilton on a promise? Who thinks once they’ve made it through town’s traffic that they’re auditioning for The Fast and the Furious episode 15? Well, your days of thunder might be numberedโ€ฆ.

Cabinet Mebers meet next week to consider a formal Traffic Regulation Order, proposing the introduction of a 50mph speed limit on the A361 at Caen Hill, near Devizes. Decision details state โ€œThe Councilโ€™s proposals have a good level of support and combined with road safety improvements will positively contribute to collision reduction at this location.โ€

During the formal consultation period a total of eleven items of correspondence were received. Of those eleven correspondents, 6 indicated that they supported the Councilโ€™s proposals, 3 raised comments surrounding the extent of the project and 2 spanners were in objection! Who objects to road safety measures, when one day it could be someone they care about in a collision?

Led by Cllr Martin Smith, Cabinet Member for Highways, Streetscene and Flooding, a decision will be made on 22nd July, and could be carried out as early as next year.

I know it’s going to raise some objections, probably from the Hamilton wannabes, but I support this. There’s no barriers, poor signage, and the pedestrian path is overgrown. Halfway up a fallen tree completely obstructs the path, and you have to step into the road to avoid it. With more events happening at Park Farm, there’s more pedestrians.

There’s dodgy crossings at Poulshot, Potterne and Rowde, plus a few farm tracks. There’s even a few residential properties and one conveniently placed breakers yard, if you do write your motor off. There’ve been numerous accidents there, some fatal, and using it daily, personally I find it miraculous there’s not many more.

I’m no killjoy, but what’s the point in racing along it when you abruptly go from national speed limit to 30mph with little forewarning, or equally anchor brakes on for a tractor when it merges into a single lane the other direction, before you’ve even got the time for the wind to blow-dry your gorgeous blonde locks?!

When you look at dual carriageways elsewhere, coming in or out of urban areas, they are 50mph. Look at the Botley interchange on the notorious A34; that’s wider, walled, with central and side crash barriers, and only has two junctions with full slip roads, and that’s 50mph.

But the sad reality is often, such restrictions only serve to remind the moralistic drivers who edge just over the limits, but those who think they’re Han Solo trying to make the Kessel run in less than twelve parsecs, will continue to believe they’re force protected.

The bottom line is that it has to be a conscious decision by the drivers to slow down, and if the reduction helps, then it’s worth the cost of a few signs, surely? Please, don’t be a numpty, cabinet members, back this.

Traffic lights at the Poulshot- Rowde junction are also on the cards. We should return to this subject after the decision is made on the 22nd, when I look forward to chatting with Cllr Tamara Reay about it.


Jamsters Festival at The Southgate

January last year, The Southgate Inn Devizes announced Jamsters, a monthly Friday night platform for loose groupings and associations created at their regular jam sessions each Wednesday. On Sunday 2nd August they’ll be celebrating by bringing some of them together for the first Jamsters free festival, aptly, at the Southgateโ€ฆ

A spokesperson for the inn said, โ€œevery great music community needs somewhere to begin. For countless musicians across Wiltshire, that place has been The Southgate.โ€

The Southgate’s Wednesday night jam sessions have been running regularly since Dave & Deborah took over the pub in 2018. It offered a secure space where people of all ages and abilities can come to play and sing.

โ€œThese weekly sessions have become far more than an acoustic jam,โ€ they say, โ€œthey’ve birthed enduring friendships, inspired songwriting partnerships and helped musicians find the confidence to take their music beyond the pubโ€™s walls to perform full-length gigs, either as soloists or in bands.โ€ 

And I know this to be true. I’ve been to a few, though being unable to hold a note, I reject and quiver in fear of any offers of so much as a tambourine! I just love the comradeship, the communal feeling, and the way they take turns to lead, and the improv singalong becomes something magical. 

From 12pm onwards on Sunday 2nd August The Southgate presents a lineup of local talent, solo artists who cut their teeth at these sessions, and groups which formed through it.

Pat Ward and Ben Borrillโ€™s celebrated covers duo Matchbox Mutiny and Gordon Thompson and Tim French’s duo Painted by Numbers, both play, along with soloists like the incredible Vince Bell, one third Lost Trade and local legend Jamie R Hawkins, this year’s wonderful breakthrough singer-songwriter Sammi Evans, the lovable Tom Harris, and Byran Davis, a new name to me, but when I get there I predict I’ll say something like, โ€œoh, hey, I do know you,โ€ because that’s the way things roll around here!!

Worthy to note, the lineup is far from the be-all-and-end-all of musicians who’ve been helped by these sessions, but it’s certainly an incentive to get down the Gate, if not just on Sunday 2nd August but anytime for their non-stop musical programme. As if we needed an incentive!!

โ€œIt’s about celebrating the pub that quietly made so much of it possible,โ€ they say. โ€œIt’s about recognising the importance of grassroots venues at a time when so many are disappearing.โ€

Yeah, I’m down with that. Particularly when I pause to reminisce on all the brilliant nights we’ve had there, dancing around George the pub dog as he naps front and centre of the performers! Long live The Southgate and those jammy Jamsters; I wish I could hold a note, I canโ€™t even grip fully onto a tenner before the kids swipe it from my hands!!ย 


Ruby Darbyshire & Devizes Cafe Nero Wins Poppy Campaign Award

As if we required proof that Ruby Darbyshire is loved by all, today she was asked to play her pipes by the war veterans in Devizes at Cafe Nero in the Brittox and received an unexpected awardโ€ฆ.

Congratulations to branch manager of Neros, Rachel Shotter, who received an award for the help she has given to the Poppy Campaign in Devizes over the years; Ruby thought she was only there to help celebrate by playing her bagpipes. 

Ruby’s father Brian Darbyshire said โ€œwhat she didn’t know was that she was also getting an award for her contributions of support.โ€

This follows from the Royal British Legion Devizes Branch Annual Poppy Awards Ceremony at the Wyvern Theatre in June. 

Well done, Ruby; we won’t stop praising you until you win the Mercury Music Prize!ย 


Donovan or Donoless, Fulltone Festival is a Cake Tray!

Images by Gail Foster

Regretfully I must report that due to a personal issue Jason Donovan is unable to sing at Devizes’ Fulltone Festival this afternoon. But all in attendance yesterday will be aware, if Jason was a cherry on the cake, Fulltone is not one big cake. Fulltone is an industrial sized tray of cherry bakewells and each individual cake has its own cherryโ€ฆ..

Saturday at Fulltone ’26

If a tray of bakewells required one chief cherry, it would be the fellow with the most familiar parietal lobe in Devizes, Anthony Brown, conductor of the FullTone Orchestra, delicately or furiously waving his baton around for hours, as the mood of the music requires! Or it could also be his wife, Jemma, who miraculously finds time off from promoting and marketing this grand show to sing at it too. But a tray of bakewells does not have a chief cherry, each individual cherried cake must be credited and praised for what is one of the most magnificent shows this side of Barnard’s Star.ย 

Saturday at Fulltone ’26

There’s one violinist who reminds me of Chris Kamara, but unfamiliar with all the names of this seventy-piece orchestra, each and everyone of them are cherries! And their combined efforts is what makes Fulltone so tasty. To them, and every volunteer, well done and thank you, for, from start to finish, Saturday was totally and unequivocally magical. 

Saturday at Fulltone ’26

Social media posting expected today, or thoughtless clickbait headlines, casting opinions on Fulltone whether or not they attended! The move to Park Farm I suspect will be under scrutiny, particularly by those who once makeshift their own free party by pitching up by the exterior fence. Transport issues with the times of the shuttle bus might rightfully be criticised, and for an event dedicated to its town, its regularity might need evaluating for future years; teething troubles. But with the campsite option, the Fulltone Festival 26 is more accessible to a wider audience, and folk from afar communally rubbed shoulders with dedicated Devizons for a series of showstoppers back-to-back, heralding a new chapter for Fulltone.

Saturday at Fulltone ’26

Social media can be toxic, Park Farm is where you must be to assess this. And should you require an example, let’s take the grand finale of Saturday night. That iconic stage, like a giant sky-reaching gothic church window, barely shaded partygoers from the heatwave, as Two-Tone tribute Mostly Madness did what it said on their tin. With emphasis on the trombone player rather than the singer, it was an incredibly lively show of second gen ska, and went down a treat. Then the orchestra came out, glittered up, with a rendition of Fatboy Slim’s Right Here, Right Now, but rather than the repetitive sample which mightโ€™ve been acceptable in the nineties, a young guy, conveniently called Guy I believe, interpreted a rap over it; and it was sublime.

Saturday at Fulltone ’26

The stage was set for a number of club classics, each with a different singer, as Devizes-own smiley BBC legend James Threlfall prepared his decks for a “large” mix continuing the club classic theme. What was earlier a stage wonderfully reciting the classical themes of John Williamsโ€™ Star Wars was now a pumping house festival, where the exhausted orchestra took a hydration break. But this was not the grand finale, only near to it in timings.

Saturday at Fulltone ’26

Now the orchestra came back out. James remained on the decks providing the beat, the orchestra played the melodies over it, Rozella came out too, glittering, and they did a few more vocal club classics, using Guy to rap Snapโ€™s Rhythm is a Dancer. Then, a singer from the orchestra backed her with her most memorable hit Everybodyโ€™s Free. This was my personal favourite thing ever to happen at a FullTone Festival, as sparks of the fondest memories flooded my neurons, aided by a Muck & Dunder Bajan rum punch, and we danced like there was no tomorrow, even though there was and FullTone continues today!

Saturday at Fulltone ’26

For an Uncle Albert perspective, back in the day, โ€œwhen I was in the rave,โ€ house, jungle, techno and all other subgenres were virtually the same shebang, or at least their roots were bundled together. The only divide was songs for cheesy clubbers, aching for the commercialisation of rave culture, and those for the โ€œhardcoreโ€ free party people illegally raving in some field or other. Then there were those songs which transcended that boundary, that appeased whatever side of the fence you sat on, and in 1991, Rozellaโ€™s uplifting piano-breaking anthem was โ€œthe one.โ€

Saturday at Fulltone ’26

But, looking at the faces of those dancing to it last night, my personal significance mattered not a stitch, as for many 1991 is a page in a history book. Still, I couldnโ€™t have imagined this โ€œthrowaway musicโ€ would ever become classed as โ€œclassics,โ€ as they relished every second of it as much as me, and the few other matured ravers!

Saturday at Fulltone ’26

For those younger, 1991 was not a live music era, it was governed by DJ culture. I didn’t know (much care) what Rozalla looked like, but as she sang on that stage, she looked and performed as beautifully as I could’ve ever imagined. In some vague similarity, The Wurzels seemingly did too!

Saturday at Fulltone ’26

Imagine, if you will, the most unlikely break between sections of the Proms, but, as we’re West Country, the glove fitted with danceable jollity. Professionally accomplished, where age didn’t seem to come into it, and I am a Cider Drinker encouraged a bra to be thrown in their general direction, the Wurzels were expectantly brilliant!

Saturday at Fulltone ’26

The Kaiser Chief’s Ruby Ruby perhaps not as apt as other pop hits they’ve covered, and the encore Combined Harvester had the techno remix backing, which would’ve been acceptable in 1992, but I take into consideration their ages and if it had to be the last song, they were likely completely knackered by the end of it. They put in the shift, with hilarious banter and skilled scrumpy & western, as those bumpkin legends were the making of it. 

Saturday at Fulltone ’26

There were parts I regret I missed, such as the orchestra playing a Queen set; it sounded smashing though, as I rushed carefully back across the dual carriageway, assuming the last thing folk want to see driving home is a milkman as roadkill. Too conveniently located to home, I nipped back for my dinner and a spray of Lynx!

But, John Williams, the whole Star Wars catalogue, made me remember why we were there, for the grandness of this orchestra, for the experience of this conglomerative of excellence, for the acoustics of ye gods running through you, and for the institution the FullTone Festival has become; and Iโ€™m not even a cherry bakewell kinda guy, Iโ€™m more brownie!!


Strange Days Indeed, at The Barge on HoneyStreet

Earthlings and all other organic lifeforms with a taste for the occult, fortean and generalย  weirdness are heading to The Barge at HoneyStreet the first weekend of September for the return of Strange Days Festival. You risk spontaneous combustion if you donโ€™t tooโ€ฆ.

If you felt an alien autopsy, some alpine shape-shifters or the neohermetic order of Kyballic philosophy were unfortunately missing from your usual festival haunts, this might just be for you and your spirit guide.ย ย ย 

A wildly Wyrd weekend specially crafted for fans of forteana and unexplained phenomena, Strange Days covers the entire weekend with weirdness, esteemed speakers, cosmic cabaret, and some mindblowing music. As of last year, the most powerful tractorbeam musically arrives from intergalactic visitors Henge, with their jazzy psychedelic space-rock rave everyone wants to be abducted by.

Star of the hidden camera prank show Trigger Happy TV, the man with the giant phone Dom Jolly also headlines, and thereโ€™s an array of speakers, and other bands, including Calneโ€™s own masters of comedic metal, the chelonaphobic Real Cheesemakers, who might/might not play from inside the belly of a sperm whale.

Indie experimentalists Quatermass III are also playing, known for blending glam-tinged experimentalism, “folk-horror” themes, and electronic textures. And Novum Wo, an experimental electronic artist blending distorted glitch, IDM, and sample-based sounds with Medieval, Arthurian, and contemporary industrial aesthetics.

Thereโ€™s the unmistakable band Dogshow, on a voyage to explore how music can be experienced differently, by traversing genre-fluid astral planes whilst dressed as poodles. The Quantum Mechanicsโ€™ paranormal podcasters go live, Bob Fischer and Stephen Brotherstone resurrect all your disturbed childhood TV memories simultaneously, while Jonathan Downes goes on the trail of Mexican Vampires, and past president of the British UFO Research Association Lionel Fanthorpe talks about close encounters.

Iโ€™d like to say Iโ€™m only dipping my little toe into the dark waters of Strange Days, as thereโ€™s so much more to discover, but the minds of the followers of the event might meander onto the argument itโ€™s a vestigial structure, leftover from our tree-dwelling ancestors, while podiatrists interject, maintaining the little toe is still functional and significantly aids in balance and weight-bearing, and weโ€™ll have a battle of medical curiosities on our multi-fingered, prehensile organs.

Strange Days is on the weekend of the 4th-6th September, when the nights draw in, and we get closer to the spirit world. Itโ€™s at the Barge at HoneyStreet so itโ€™d be rude not to camp, which is included in the ticket. Tickets are a 130 of your Earth coins, with discounted rates for kids. From HERE and beyondโ€ฆโ€ฆ


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Fortnightly Banking Drop-in Sessions Replaces Devizesโ€™ Lloydsโ€ฆ.

No smiling faces in this snap! Our MP Brian Matthew met with representatives from Lloyds Bank yesterday to raise concerns about the closure of the branch in Devizes. Get in Brian, but it looks like we’ll be returning to the era of stuffing our cash into mattresses againโ€ฆ.

Brian said he โ€œdiscussed the impact on vulnerable customers who may need extra support with their banking and on local businesses for whom a local branch is helpful.โ€

Lloyds explained they are going to provide a fortnightly drop-in session to assist their customers with banking queries. They have also promised to ensure customers are aware of and supported through the transition. Hello? This is Devizes; expect fortnightly queues!

Have you ever tried to train a pensioner how to online bank?! It took me five years to show my mum how Facebook works!

We’ve come to the point where you’re made to feel guilty paying with cash, as the shop worker thrusts their card reader in your face. I’ve just about sussed online banking. It’s those pesky parking meters that send me into all kinds of flustered senior moments.

If we must face a cashless society, can we not wait for a generation to pass? It isn’t fair on them. I’d like to send these young entrepreneurs a hundred years ahead in time and ask them to work out quantum web diagnostics in fourth dimensional realities… or some other Dr Who type malarkey!

A charity trustee stated how important the branch is for depositing regular cash collections. โ€œOnce the branch has gone, it will mean travelling to a Lloyds branch in another town,โ€ they expressed their concern. โ€œSmall businesses, clubs, charities still deal in cash and need the convenience and security of a local branch.โ€

Another comment said you need a branch for registering a lasting power of attorney, as you cannot do that online and must rely on the postal service. Well, I say that’s risking it a bit; can’t even get Auntie Doris’s birthday card delivered within a six month schedule!

Others have suggested a banking hub for all major banks. But yeah, that takes a united community effort; I’ll wait!

โ€œI will be following up to ensure this happens,โ€ Brian concluded about the fortnightly drop-ins and promises of training customers. โ€œI will also be looking into access to cash in the town to ensure there is still sufficient provision for those who prefer to pay in this way.โ€

I’m glad we voted in this guy, he da man, but for now, it looks like the future of traditional banking is doomed here in Devizes. What’s that under your matress, Auntie Doris?!


โ€œGaslightโ€ at The Mission Theatre, Bath, July 8th-11th 2026

by Ian Diddams

images by Michael Stevens โ€“ Pharos Photography

Shakespeare is credited as having introduced around 1,700 words into the English language, and several hundred phrases and idioms. This practise of word invention was not however unique to Shakespeare, or that late 16th Century periodโ€ฆ A play written in 1938, by Patrick Hamilton, was not only popular amongst theatre goers but its name became a by-word for marital deceit, trickery and mental abuse. The play was named โ€œGaslight.”

Google and Wikipedia will fill in the plot synopsis but as per our use of the verb โ€œto gaslightโ€ in English, the play revolves around the mental abuse of Bella Manningham by her husband, Jack Manningham โ€“ an upper middle-class couple – as he undermines her self-confidence and sanity with a plan to send her to a lunatic asylum.

Next Stage Theatre Company present Hamiltonโ€™s disturbingly engaging play at the Mission Theatre, Bath this week. The cast deliver a tense, gripping performance over two and half hours plus interval, and every character is ideally presented. With a little over twenty-four hoursโ€™ notice, due to cast sickness, Sam Fynn stepped in to play the villain of the piece, Jack. Itโ€™s testament to his skill and ability that his performance was all but perfect.

Antonia White played the down trodden, abused target of Jackโ€™s gaslighting, and her portrayal of the victimโ€™s descent into self-doubt and loss of sanity is indeed harrowing โ€“ so much so, that at one moment I felt genuine compassion to โ€œBellaโ€ as she stood just a yard from me looking so confused, withdrawn and psychologically beaten.

The supporting cast were no less excellent. Mayur Bhatt, a Next Stage regular, presented Rough, the former Inspector as a perfect foil to Bellaโ€™s confusion. His level headed, intense but kind persona, not lacking a little humour, was ideal to help at times relieve the gut churning story unfolding before us. He represents a far lower middle-class character, transcending the gap between the master and mistress of the house with their two working class servants.

Ananda Rhodes played Elizabeth a long standing and loyal housekeeper who is Bellaโ€™s only friend, with demure touches really underlying a servantโ€™s position who has no power, no control but is desperately trying to help. Their relationship blurs the lines of Victorian society at its edges, a state that Jack not only notes but berates Bella for as part of his controlling actions.

In total contrast the young house maid, Nancy, is no follower of standard protocolsโ€ฆ she uses the front door of the house; she is hugely passive aggressive towards her mistress and desires and makes herself available to her master. Her surly nature contrasts with Elisabethโ€™s deference perfectly. James Hacker and Oliver Manners complete the cast with cameo roles as Roughโ€™s โ€œmuscleโ€.This entire cast work seamlessly together with fully believable characters, all tied together by director Claire Rumball (also set design) and her team Oliver Manners and James Hacker as stage management. Tech is delightfully delivered โ€“ including of course dimming and raising gaslights โ€“ by Kris Nuttall and Andy Punt on lighting and Andy also on sound. The thoroughly delightful costumes arranged by Ness Bishop.

The show however is so far more than just a story of a married coupleโ€™s relationship. Its also more subtly a commentary on Victorian โ€“ and no doubt 1930s when this was written โ€“ society and its mores and attitudes. Whilst being a kindly uncle type figure, Rough himself demonstrates some patriarchal traits, and Nancyโ€™s surly and disrespectful outlook clashes with every other characterโ€™s social reserve, even Jack who himself merely maintains a social status quo in his household.And ultimately the play provides huge passive-aggression and irony in its final scenes, over the finessing of Bellaโ€™s โ€œmadnessโ€, First by Rough to Jack, and then ultimately Bella to her husband, who deliciously turns the tables on him when he believes momentarily that she will aid him in escaping Roughโ€™s clutches and thus the hangmanโ€™s noose.Come and see โ€œGaslightโ€, played in the round at The Mission Theatre, Bath this week. You will not be disappointed โ€“ tickets from https://www.missiontheatre.co.uk/tickets?category=Gaslight

Bird is The Word Caged! Trowbridge’s New Music Venue Coming Soon

It looks like fowlers have finally caught them! I mean, wildly flying around, daytime clubbing, karaoke cavorting, supporting and promoting local live music, who does that?!ย 

Cracking Pair Claire and Chloe Grist do. They set up the Facebook page, Bird is the Word to promote the local music scene. May last year saw them putting gigs on at Bradford-on-Avon’s Boathouse and running a daytime clubbing experience at The Exchange in Devizes.

But it’s been more a case of โ€œmum’s the wordโ€ since May, when they first flashed their phones at me, showing off the shiny new logo for an even more exciting project, The Birdhouse.ย 

If I’ve been a good boy and kept my cakehole schtum, now I can reveal that they’ve only gone and teamed up with the former operator of The Boathouse and director of SD Hospitality Management Ltd, Sam Dean, nabbed the vacant Sir Issac Pitman building on Trowbridgeโ€™s Market Street and plan to open The Birdhouse, a new music venue; ding dong!

Passed it this morning and took a snap, being the logo is up there, looking rather catching. There’s a private ‘soft’ launch on Thursday 16th July, andย  the Mayor officially opens the new venue at 6pm on Friday 17th, with all guns blazing by 8:30 when Trowbridge punkers Brakelight will be the first band to grace The Birdhouse stage.

We hope itโ€™ll be a historic moment and wish Sam, Claire and Chloe all the best for the venture. Wiltshire is bucking the unfortunate reality of music venue closures, and Trowbridge is at the heart of it. 

You might remember the building being used as a Wetherspoons until it closed nine years ago; small mercies! We think it’s fantastic to see an independent establishment going into its place, and can not wait to party with Bird is The Word!


Deadlight Dance New Single & Video

New single from our gothic duo Deadlight Dance, taken from Marchโ€™s album Vox Populiโ€ฆ.

Second tune on the album, a ballad to the poisonous evergreen shrub Daphne odora, which I classed as โ€œa poignant plodding shoegazer.โ€ The video looks very botanical and outdoorsy, I hope those goths wore sunscreen! Brilliant no-AI video, created by Haunting the Atom; fill your metal buckled chrome studded bootsโ€ฆโ€ฆ

Oh, and find them doing it at The White Bear, Devizes on Sunday..


Who’s Lovin a Devizes McDonalds and Tesco?

For what it’s worth, I’m impartial to the prospect of McDonalds, Tesco too. I’ve got viewpoints to waffle endlessly with no real conclusion, if you’ve nothing more important to be getting on with, but I’m certainly not all-out โ€œlovinโ€™ itโ€….

The initial article announcing the McDonald’s proposal in Bishop’s Cannings was a rush job, to beat the stream of social media. Now I can reflect, provide an opinion piece, you might be surprised. Especially as I hinted I was in favour because it would bring employment, particularly for our younger residents; mud sticks!

Someone submitted their objection, spoke of it on Facebook with an accompanying comment they tagged me in: โ€œdon’t shoot me Darren Worrow!” Perhaps they mistook the term โ€œdrive-thruโ€ for โ€œdrive-byโ€ for which my little knowledge from American movies suggests two entirely different things! I’m certainly not going to shoot anyone, and pray no one returns fire!

Here we go, dispelling myths and hearsays about the golden arches, their global ethical ethos and the redevelopment proposals here, in my own special manner, and purely for your amusement only. Repeat after me, I’m not a councillor!! Imagine thoughโ€ฆ.

The food is rubbish!

That’s subjective or at least debatable, surely? As the advert suggests, some people love that frightfully processed, calorie-dense, diabetes welcoming shit, and will queue all day in their cars for it. If they want to eat foam burgers, battery farmed chicken offcuts and offal, that’s their prerogative, and they will if you object or not. Itโ€™s the pickles they tend not to like and launch them from their car windows in some kind of pickle protest; but they are pigeon-friendly and biodegradable.

The company has made strides in responsible sourcing, apparently, but the nutritional value remains equal to eating a mattress. The โ€œOโ€ in a โ€œFillet O Fishโ€ stands for โ€œoh, did it really come out of the sea?โ€ when allegedly it did, but so do old wellington boots from time to time. Can you point out where the McNuggets are located on a chicken?! 

Expect a rise in obesity in Devizes!

Hello to the terminally bewildered! Our kebab shops sell โ€œdonor meat and chips,โ€ because โ€œsalad is for lightweights.โ€ For the gentlemen with a larger appetite I’ve watched them squeeze an XXL kebab into a 12โ€ pizza box, for crying out loud into a bag of statins.

McDonalds might not be much better, but no worse, and definitely less on portion size. Though both these first two points worryingly open Pandora’s box; how ethical McDonalds is.

McDonalds is unethical!

Unfortunately, you are right, any “restaurantโ€ chain which over-packages its products even if you eat inside has a dinosaur-sized environmental footprint; bring back Wimpy, they served you with a plate, what is so wrong with a plate these days?!

The company pledges to reduce carbon emissions and achieve deforestation-free beef sourcing, but can something on the sheer scale of McDonaldsโ€™ global supply chain ever really avoid widespread pollution and deforestation, and how hard does it really try to in Trump’s America? Awl, the dribble from that bastard’s gobshite damped his cardboard straw.

Yet, these are global issues which the McDonald’s Corporation must improve, while weโ€™re on about having one in our town, in a country where thereโ€™s already over 1,500 locations, and being thereโ€™s not one east of Devizes for some considerable distance, you know their application will be granted somewhere, if not here. Unlike their plastics, which is a โ€œdump,โ€ rejecting this is a โ€œdropโ€ in the ocean, and the only thing youโ€™ll achieve will be Devizes folk shit out of their McFlurry, and having to drive to the Sham.

Sadly, deflecting a global corporation by rejecting one store is putting a plaster on a severed limb.

They exploit their staff!

Again, globally yeah. Long-standing labour disputes and lawsuits regarding low wages and poor working conditions are plentiful. Iโ€™d argue thatโ€™s the world the low-skilled worker lives in, unfortunately. The economy relies on companies taking the piss, and I donโ€™t recall a company Iโ€™ve ever worked for, large or local, who havenโ€™t taken the piss and been generally ignorant to their staffโ€™s concerns, to be frank.

They will, and Tesco too, however, create new and stable jobs here, and in doing so, employ younger people, which, aside from unethical practices, isnโ€™t necessarily a bad thing. Let’s not forget those franchise delivery companies might develop, also creating jobs and delivering for our local takeaways too; nobody says Just Eat in Devizesโ€ฆ. yet!!

Hey kids, welcome to the world of work, expect to be exploited, but let it be a lesson, as youโ€™ll delightfully discover the chances of the same crap happening wherever you work is more likely than it is not! It’s the British way! Keep calm, tip your cap when the boss passes and carry on.

It’s unsightly and lowers the tone of the town!

No, it really doesn’t, at least no more than the aesthetics of the industrial estate. We have beautiful rolling downs stretching for miles to Beckhampton, it is a breathtaking drive but when you get to Devizes itโ€™s over and the practicality of civilisation has to begin somewhere. 

Seeing a Maccy Dโ€™s is standard issue now. No posh couple intending to spend a small fortune in our antiques shops are going to yell, โ€œoh my! They’ve got a McDonalds, George! Turn the car around quickly!!!โ€ Because nearly every other town has one, there is no escape.

The area will be littered!

It always amazes me that McDonalds has brought about this bizarre etiquette in other fast food chains too, that customers actually clear away the piles of litter they produce, as no other “restaurant” customers do this. That is why we need this branch to be โ€œeat-in,โ€ and avoid the โ€œdrive-thruโ€ concept as much as possible, because that is when litter unfortunately becomes an issue.

Sadly, to see McDonalds packaging jettisoned from a car window abandoned on our roads is more commonplace than seeing a fox or badger at night; but that might be more to do with posh country pricks not hunting Big Mac boxes to extinction.

Iโ€™m of the theory, this is done by younger people, borrowing mumโ€™s car, and they donโ€™t want her to know theyโ€™ve wasted fuel driving all the way to the Sham purely for a Maccy Ds, so they uncaringly dump that crap out of the window. I cannot see any other logical reason for doing it, then again logic might not play a part in their justifications.

Therefore, the lesser the drive, the more convenient it is to eat in, stay in the carpark where there are bins provided, or to find a bin, by my thinking. So, a McDonalds closer might not increase littering, it might actually help.

That’s the town centre doomed!

This is where I imagine being at a party and the conversation thus: โ€œoh, how terribly rude of me. You guys haven’t met before? Well, let me introduce you. Devizes, this is the 21st century. 21st century, this is Devizes!โ€

Get off your high horses. Unless you came into town to buy a sponge burger wrapped in more pointless packaging than an entire new kitchen, itโ€™s not going to impact the few coffee houses and charity shops we have still standing in the town centre. Devizes is still conservative top-heavy in ethos, I thought we’d welcome unethical, monopolising commercial corporations?!ย 

Even freewheelling funky Frome has an out of town commercial service area, with golden arches, and Devizes is never going to be as libtard alternative thinking as Frome! It’s happening everywhere, get used to it.

The old Sommerfield site in the town centre, since Wilko bunked, is one of many redundant shops here. Face reality, no chainstore is going to buy it; the trend is out of town shopping.

Town centres are now for coffee culture, restaurants, pubs, boutiques, hairdressers and charity shops, and I quite like it like that. I don’t want to see Tesco in town, because that drives people into them more than if they had to hop on a bus. I want indie shops in town, and want to see them supported.

Tesco didn’t see the offensive repercussions when they said they’re up for joining the abomination, and bid they’d build a superstore roughly two-thirds the size of the one in Trowbridge. Like we’re only two-thirds as important to them as Trowvegas, what an insult!

It’s kinda like when they build an extra lane on the motorway knowing in a decade they’ll need another. We’ve survived this long without a mega supermarket, on just manky Morrisons and a lonely Lidl. Sainsburys will do, wonโ€™t it? I only ever go into Marks & Sparks for confirmation Iโ€™m a peasant.

Devizes is expanding without infrastructure improvements; we’ll need bloody motorway services on London Road soon enough, and they come with golden arches as standard!

Tesco, you fail to remember like a Tory slamming Starmer for Brexit, we HAD a museum piece Tesco back in the year OBP (before Poundland) in which all the nice products you could find in other Tescos, all the good stuff, wasn’t available in the Devizes tiny Tesco, only the shitty nineteen-seventies stuff, to suit the decor.

We didn’t have a sushi bar, we had a tub of prawn cocktail, we didn’t have luxury jambon, we had tins of Spam, we didn’t have an iPhone section, we had a lift which occasionally worked, and we certainly didn’t have the one thing we really, really need, a petrol station!

But no, the proposal doesn’t extend to a petrol station; knobjockeys. If you’re gonna do it, Tesco, you could at least go the whole hog. We deserve as much; the kind of supermarket you can get lost in or not at all. Is a little competition to keep fuel price checks healthy too much to ask?! If you want in, Tesco, give us a petrol station in the deal, or bugger โ€˜arf with your fiver meal deals; a cajan chicken wrap, Boost duo and can of Pepsi isn’t a bloody meal anymore than a Big flippinโ€™ Mac!!

You haven’t even got a conclusion, have you?!

Looky here, Iโ€™ve calmed! Before moving to Devizes, I lived in both Swindon and Marlborough, for roughly the same length of time. I guesstimate I actually made more visits to McDonalds living in Marlborough, which doesn’t have a McDonalds, than I ever did during my time living in Swindon, which has too many McDonalds to count without taking my socks off. This is because when things like this are on your doorstep it doesn’t mean you use them any more than when theyโ€™re not.

You take them for granted that they’re within reaching distance, but it doesn’t spur you to reach for them more than when they’re not. In fact, the appeal for something you haven’t got is greater than for something you have. I predict novelty appeal in having a McDonalds in Devizes, but within time it’ll be normalised and the novelty will wear off.

You know, so many people say to me, โ€œyou’re a sexy beast, Worrow, you know what’s best,โ€ and usually I’d agree, but this one is out of our hands whether we like it or not. So sit back, keep your cobwebbed Clubcard to hand, and face the fate of Devizes head-on, with confidence, and make yours a McHappy meal! Be thankful we might get a McDonalds, but we’re still Reform free! 


Brian on FullTone Festival

Our regular historian and Visiting Research Fellow of The Regional History Centre, UWE Bristol, Brian Edwards takes some time to sketch the FullTone Orchestra ahead of next weekend’s festival….

I was blown away when attending one of the Fulltone Orchestra’s practice sessions today. We know the music is fantastic, we know the line up is pretty cool; but I wasn’t remotely ready for the thrill of being in the practice room when the music started.….

I wasย supposedlyย there to sketch, but it was ridiculously difficult to focus on the task in hand.ย 

Attending the two days of the Fulltone Festival is the most fun you can have in Devizes with your clothes on – said someone that won’t now admit saying it. Come to think of it, it probably rivals some of those other times as well.

Order your tickets now – Fulltone 26 is next weekend!

CSF Professional Wrestling Returns to Devizes

The larger than life superstars from CSF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING return to Devizes, Wiltshire on July 11th for a very special edition of SATURDAY NIGHT SLAM, as WWF/WWE Legend: Scotty 2 Hotty will be live and in action!

The former WWF Tag Team, World Tag Team and WWF/WWE Light Heavyweight Champion will return to CSF to compete at the Devizes Corn Exchange, which will feature a host of top Pro names. Also announced to appear: ‘Hotshot’ Joey Scott, ‘English Lion’ Eddie Ryan, Joel Redman, Gilligan Gordon and ‘Unique’ Jake McCluskey!

Tickets are now limited. Priced at ยฃ15 all ages. Available with no booking fee online from www.csfwrestling.co.uk (Ringside also available from CSF). Meet and Greet Passes to meet Scotty, get his photo taken with you and collect an autographed poster are available only from CSF online. Venue is fully accessible, including the arena, bar and toilets. Doors 6pm // Showtime 6:30pm // Finish 9pm Devizes Corn Exchange Devizes, Wiltshire SN10 1HS For the full line up please visit: www.csfwrestling.co.uk

Update on the Update of a Postcard Fiasco as Untouchable Newsquest Joins the Party!

Though I wish it would be dropped and faded into the archives, itโ€™s got legs! Weโ€™re still on about โ€œpostcardgate,โ€ but the trivia sometimes becomes the nitty-gritty when the persnickety board the good train Facebook with their vitriolic trollop. Yet Newquest joined the party, and seems to have got off unscathed; funny thatโ€ฆ.

Here we go; all I said last week was that a digital postcard Devizes Town Council sentย to the Department for Culture, Media and Sport couldโ€™ve, perhaps, been worded better.

Like a steam train gathering pace in a heatwave they queued online, to condemn me for my minor constructive criticism. Tell me over and over again, posting videos and filling our comments section, that it was only a โ€œbit of funโ€ and not a bid for the Town of Culture Award; okay, are you going for the Town Crier vacancy? I hear yee!

Telling me to โ€œget my facts right,โ€ when its source, an official post from Devizes Town Council clearly stating it WAS a bid for the Town of Culture Award, apparently it wasnโ€™t, despite them saying it was. Who am I supposed to believe here, Devizes Town Council or Devizes Town Council? Maybe, just maybe, Devizes Town Council knows!

I get messages from Devizes Town Councillors, clearing their names, telling me it wasnโ€™t something approved by them; fair enough. So I run a half-apology update, though standing my ground for calling out the postcardโ€™s wording. Still the negative comments flood in. The most ironic part to all this is, the award for the most negative comment I bequeath to one person, who kindly negatively commented she’s not following us any more over all the negative comments with the most negative comment of all, then declared they didn’t actually read it, so was completely unaware of how negative it was, or wasnโ€™t; see, I told you this story has legs!

Now, I wouldโ€™ve buried this with those knowing birds flying high and the sun in the sky, for it’s a new dawn, it’s a new day. But now, what really gets my goat up and fleeing from its pen, is that Newquest reporter Jason Hughes picks this story up. He gallantly goes with exactly the same assumption as me, that because Devizes Town Council officially announced on its Facebook page that the postcard was a bid for the Town of Culture Award, that the postcard was a bid for the Town of Culture Award, publishes a Gazette & Herald article about it, and no one, not a single body has commented how evil they are for making the same, apparent journalistic error!

Way to go to condemn a nonprofit blogger for simply pledging we all get behind this and work together to make it better, but suggest to the historic newspaper a similar complaint? Not on your Nelly! We canโ€™t have that!

Their hypocrisy is so pathetic it fills me with despair that the โ€œsteering groupโ€ are the insular do-gooders mounting this campaign against me, and theyโ€™re the same ones going for a โ€œTown of Cultureโ€ award; do they have a dictionary to hand?!

“No, you canโ€™t get involved now, because you didnโ€™t attend the meeting,” theyโ€™ve said; but some of us have to work for a living. Iโ€™m only here for the biscuit crumbs. Who wants to forage the bottom of the biscuit barrel with me, or who wants to snatch them back?

The Grand Return of CrownFest

The first week into July, and two local festivals of five ticked off! CrownFest went down a hit with those who attended this fantastic reputation repair jobโ€ฆ.

CrownFest at The Crown in Bishops Cannings spawned in 2022, providing landlords sustainability and was a lesson into how to run a lively, community-driven village pub. A majority of the village turned out with a sprinkling of townsfolk, but there was always a handful of killjoy villagers frowning upon it.

Once its reputation preceded itself, the following year saw much greater attendance, particularly from outside the village. Little did we know, due to the vocal minority’s protest, its pinnacle would be its demise. After a furious and often ludicrous campaign, including claiming proprietors stole a gorilla statue from Scotland, didn’t get permission to paint their outside bar, and other petty, police time-wasting falsehoods, with pitchforks at dawn they drove the landlords out and replaced them with another determined to shut out villagers with paid parking and convert the premises into an overpriced Conservative gastro restaurant.

As prime real estate, if it was an unstable era for The Crown, it was short-lived. The proceeding landlady knowingly committed election fraud in a bid for a seat on the council and, once exposed, waddled off with her tail between her legs. The thing is, you couldn’t have imagined this political ballyhoo backstory at the sun shiny CrownFest 2026, much less cared about it.

Undertaking the task of repairing the Crown’s former communal reputation, CrownFest was the icing on the new landlord’s cake. Organiser Eddie Prestidge of Stone Circle marched proudly past me, suggesting I quoted him on โ€œthey said I’d never squeeze twelve bands into one day!โ€ But he did, and still it was quality over quantity.

I rocked up to see the end of The Publicans, a vigorously adroit Irish folk collective, and things looked healthy and happy at CrownFest already. A trailer stage with a control tower breathed top class technical production, with a second stage, campervans and tents to the rear of the site, and nestled in-between, a generous helping of attendees.

Again, in this saturated market, this festival could’ve and should’ve attracted more. They’re building back from the vacant years, but all the ingredients to a great festival were present here; note, for next year.

Fundraising for the Wiltshire Hope & Harmony charity, who create dementia choirs, the surroundings of CrownFest are beautiful, the pub is alive once again, and friendly faces came to enjoy themselves. Even the outdoor gents were proper posh and clean!

Time to check the second stage while Welsh tribute Ant Trouble tuned on the main. Two’s Company stood in at the last moment for Lucas Hardy. As the name might suggest an accomplished duo with John E Wright on bass, wonderfully performing folk-rock singalongs.

Ruby Darbyshire followed, once again holding the crowd spellbound with the perfect balance of covers and originals. After this sublime performance it was time for some ant music!

Perhaps it was niche and retrospective, but I and most others enjoyed it. Iโ€™ve been looking forward to seeing Ant Trouble again since they rinsed Swindon’s Vic three years ago, especially since the band wishes to end this tribute in order to concentrate on their original electro art-punk outfit, Head Noise. They came out firing on all cylinders with their tribute to Adam and the Ants; elders who understood (the family) and even the kids loved its lively punk-fantasy vibes.

Everything from then on was a Stone Circle showcase; the best acts you’ll find them putting onto pub and club gigs. Out of all our local festivals this undoubtedly supports local acts most and this, to me, is a very important point.

Starter, George Wilding. The real prince charming, the friendliest local human jukebox you’re ever likely to meet, with that golden voice raised the roof appeasing punters who yell out their requests and join him in chorus; legend in his own shirt!

A kindly talented fellow of George’s calibre rounding off with Three Lions on a Shirt, when we were still in doubt of Monday’s outcome, and Bohemian Rhapsody, wasn’t going to make the stage easy for anyone following with a policy of originals only, but it wouldn’t deter Wiltshire’s finest indie-pop darlings Talk in Code. I never tire from watching their dynamic show.

I do wish, though, this shallow trend of wetting knickers over some covers rather than supporting local acts writing and producing their own material would lessen. Talk in Code came out on fire and did the thing we love them doing; an electric set of timeless indie-pop anthems. It doesn’t take more than a few clicks to follow a band online, and familiarise yourself with their songs, and pretty soon, I guarantee, you’ll be creating the atmosphere akin to how you would if they covered Mr Bright Skies.

In this, I thought the rota could’ve worked better if Ant Trouble followed Talk in Code, and George filled in while Kinisha was preparing, then again if I’m to nickpick judging on what I caught of The Publicans, they could’ve suitably been pushed up the lineup too. As I said, CrownFest saw a plethora of great music, all of which needs to slot in someplace.

Sure, Kinisha stole the show, the headline Tina Turner tribute is called and is Simply the Best. But, sunhats off to the team for a brilliant festival of variety in acts, and communal vibes, which none faltered from toppermost quality. All round, CrownFest absolutely rocked Bishopโ€™s Cannings and put The Crown firmly back on the top spot it deserves to reclaim.

The temperature and L-shaped site didn’t fare so well in coaxing attendees to move from stage to stage, many, in conversation and self-made merriment favoured to pick one and stick to it. But hey, that’s the shape the garden is and, seemingly the motivation of overheated Bishops Cannings residents not to stray too far from the shade, bar or barbecue! As long as they had fun, that’s what matters, and CrownFest certainly provided that.

For myself, I am delighted to see CrownFest return this year, and hope it will be an annual feature on our local festival event calendar once again.


Brian on FullTone Festival

Our regular historian and Visiting Research Fellow of The Regional History Centre, UWE Bristol, Brian Edwards takes some time to sketch the FullTone Orchestra aheadโ€ฆ

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An Update on our Postcard Criticism

Earlier today I published an opinion piece on the postcard sent by someone at Devizes Town Council to the Department for Culture, Media and Sport, for the Town of Culture Award. Please read this first for relevance to this updateโ€ฆ..

This isn’t an apology. I reserve my right to scrutinise and be a cheeky monkey, especially when the subject affects the public of the town, which this surely does.

Though not without satire, my point was that I felt it would have been better, fairer and most importantly, more effective, to have consulted the entire council and possibly the public too, before going ahead with it. We have since learned this was not the case. Not all Devizes Town Councillors were made aware of the postcard.ย 

Since publishing it, councillors have contacted us to say they hadn’t seen it, let alone approved it. If so, this surely only opens a wider Pandora’s box as to why things are being passed through the council without the knowledge of all councillors; surely that’s the point of having a council?!

It remains concerning, in my opinion, for issues of greater importance if a similar pattern is occurring. But that’s for another day.

I stand by my reasoning, the postcard was poorly written, which for the most part, the majority of comments on our social media shares and ones on the Devizes Town Council post shares reflects a similar opinion. We have since learned some โ€œtalented writers were asked,โ€ but it was excused by a short deadline of one day. I know only too well the pitfalls of a short deadline, and therefore I will apologise to those who wrote it. As I did state, the idea itself wasn’t necessarily a bad one.

It has also come to light that the postcard was apparently not a bid for the Town of Culture Award, rather for a โ€œminor exhibition,โ€ though the information from the Devizes Town Council Facebook post reads thus:

โ€œ๐–๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ข๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ž๐ญ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐”๐Š ๐“๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐‚๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ–!

In celebration of our townโ€™s culture and heritage, we have submitted a digital postcard to the Department for Culture, Media and Sport (DCMS). Here is our entry.โ€

If there is something I missed here I apologise, but the detail here suggests quite clearly, it was for the bid.

The article was not negative of the postcard project, simply critical of the wording in the final product. 

Still the notion remains, that if such a project is to go ahead, it would be best if our resources were better pulled in, and those skilled at the tools needed were asked to help. There was a meeting some months ago I was aware of, but for personal reasons I couldn’t attend it. No further correspondence has been received by us on the project, despite our offers to help in any way we can.

We wish the Town Council all the best and remain hopeful for the project, and we are grateful to them for their efforts. Constructive criticism from time to time is necessary, I believe, in order to put forth the best bid we cร n for this award.

I Smell of Market Stall! Devizesโ€™ Best Bid for Town of Culture Award

Well, that’s that then. In a bid to win a Town of Culture award, yesterday Devizes Town Councillors sent a digital postcard to the Department for Culture, Media and Sport, and, just like Mick Jagger and David Bowie duetting Dancing in the Street, no one dared to stop them!

Agreed, it’s illustrated with a brilliant and most apt photograph of the Winter Festival by Simon Folkard Photography, one which Simon kindly permitted us to use too when we reviewed the event. And, debatably,  the idea to personify Devizes isn’t all bad, but the wording, oh, oh my, the wording is the car crash.

There was me thinking it was a Town of Culture Award, not a Town of Cringe one! It begins informally โ€œDear Phil,โ€ and describes the town’s โ€œshapeโ€ by โ€œmarkets, makers and people who roll up their sleeves to bring ideas to life,โ€ causing me to fear the postcard might be symbolic of all my sceptical views on this pledge.

Do I want Devizes to win this award? Of course I do. Do I believe Devizes has what it takes to win this award? Yes, that too. We have excellent cultural events and engagement in Devizes, and many of us “roll up our sleeve,” Yet in my experience we do not combine our skills adequately, and squabble between ourselves for the case of our own events we’re staging.

So, we have a vast array of different events, the Food Festival, the Arts Festival, DOCA, and so on. But, let’s take a look at the Frome model for a moment. Their town festival incorporates everything under one banner. There’s food elements, music, art elements too, all combined. If we tried this, it would be pistols at dawn! We can not even agree on one town Facebook group!

We have a writers group in Devizes, another at the Wharf. We have talented writers here at Devizine Towers, and then we have poets in Devizes, one in particular is exceptional (I think she knows who I’m talking about!) We even have writers sitting on the council, for crying out loud!!

Could the council not have commissioned some local wordsmith to come up with something more creative? For this postcard looks either AI generated or scribed by a councillor who fell asleep halfway through a day’s creative writing workshop.

I don’t know who wrote this, I would rather not know. But, the bottom line is that the wording on the postcard is cringeworthy, without any artistic flare. It continues to describe this personified town’s canal. Now, if it is supposed to be a person, I’d rather not imagine what part of the human body the author of it would class as its โ€œcanal,” but here’s suspecting they talk out of it.

To make matters worse, it goes on to tell the postcard’s recipient โ€œPhilโ€ about what they smell like! โ€œI smell like malt, warm bread, and Thursday’s stallsโ€ฆโ€ I have no words left in me. Who writes about how they smell, in a postcard?!

Save for the expectation, in return, they could’ve asked Phil what he smelt like; โ€œhow about you?!โ€ And the response could possibly have been, โ€œthank you for asking, Devizes. I’m currently on holiday in Spain, and I smell like shrimp paella.โ€


Since publishing this, there has been an important update HERE

Slowly Burning the Midnight Oil with a New Single

Midnight oil has been burning at Potterneโ€™s Badger Set studio as Devizesโ€™ most impressive and talked about upcoming band, Burn The Midnight Oil takes it to a whole other level with a new single, Slow Burn, and itโ€™s out tomorrowโ€ฆ..

In a relatively short time Burn the Midnight Oil has become an unmissable live show, and last yearโ€™s trip to the studio for the three-track EP Werewolf was blossoming with promise of a developing band heading in the right direction.

Whilst Slow Burn retains the swagger of a gunslinger at dawn, as does the previous songs, it also feels to me like the checkpoint to something far greater. Rootsy Americania with gypsy undertones and sombre leitmotifs being their guise, this one doesnโ€™t waiver in poignant wording and powerful delivery, yet it captures something more carefree, wild and commercially viable in its midst too; a punch, a hook, and a sinker.

Thereโ€™s an enchanting string intro, and it builds to a danceable peak; all the elements are combined here, it requires and thoroughly deserves radio play. In good time, I foresee and hope this tune being the one fans will wait an entire set in anticipation for, and will sing back to them. It’s Florence and the Machine sitting on a toadstool wishing they were more like Fleetwood Mac, itโ€™s girl power Dire Straits melodic, itโ€™s Springteenโ€™s wild romantic gesture calling across a stadium.ย ย 

In subject we see a turn away from the often dejected and tortured feminine soul of past songs, and a pragmatic idealism more faithful to the sanguinity of relationships developing.ย 

If pop demands a song about the gifts of taking romance slowly should be a ballad, this runs more fiery than Niall Horanโ€™s Slow Hands, and far less saccharine than Janet Jacksonโ€™s Let’s Wait Awhile.ย 

Then, if we ask for upbeat, of course, we have one hit wonder Jermaine Stewart not wanting to take his clothes off to consider! Thankfully weโ€™re heading far more subtly here; why does this theme have to be cringeworthy or so overly sentimental when itโ€™s a perfectly viable concept?! Slow Burn, I think addresses this, and exhausts with a genuine angle through personal reflection. Thatโ€™s what it does for me, itโ€™s tender-hearted legitimately, and the chorus blows the cobwebs off any concerns the ideal might be wrong.

What else do you need to know about this song? Itโ€™s solid, out tomorrow, for Bandcamp Friday, pre-save it now HERE, and youโ€™ll hopefully see where Iโ€™m coming from!


Perusing Through the Pews; Lawrence Arts Society at St Mary’s Devizes

If you ever stopped to wonder how many artists live locally, drop into St Maryโ€™s in Devizes, because youโ€™ll be impressed by the annual exhibit of the Lawrence Art Society, currently running until next Thursday, the 9th July, and itโ€™s a mixed bag of works from some of the finest local artistsโ€ฆโ€ฆ

Named after Devizesโ€™ most famous artist, Sir Thomas Lawrence, a child prodigy whose early career began here when his parents owned the Bear Hotel, in association, the Lawrence Art Society has been running since his time, but was formally established in Devizes in 1953. The Lawrence Art Society is a community of artists of all skill levels and media from Devizes and the surrounding areas. Membership of the group connects you to like-minded individuals, where you can share experiences and continue to grow in your chosen medium.

Much of the art on display at St Maryโ€™s is up for sale, at reasonable prices, and thereโ€™s prints and greeting cards too. Browse through the pews, for while in previous years this showstopper was held at the Town Hall, now it is at St Maryโ€™s Arts Centre on New Park Street. I must suppose thereโ€™s perhaps advantages and disadvantages to the new location. Starting with the positives, itโ€™s a much more airy space where you can wander, and with the pews separating the artworks, encourages the viewer to focus from afar and, should they be tempted, cruise the canal between the pews for a closer look.

Obviously, you can also take a seat too, which you couldnโ€™t do before! Yet herein lies one negative, St Maryโ€™s needs some facilities, a tea & coffee hub would be ideal, then people would really be encouraged to sit and browse for longer. The one other issue I find is location, whereas The Town Hall mayโ€™ve given footfall from random passers-by, youโ€™d have to know thereโ€™s a show on at St Maryโ€™s; hence this article!

And, if you usually go to an art exhibition they generally run on a theme if not solely presenting one artist. The magic of this Lawrence Art Society, aside from the professionalism of all the works, is the variety on display. Mostly painting but of all movements and styles, thereโ€™s a few, and incredible I must say, wire sculptures of nature.

Some abstract, impressionism and expressionism, a few cubist, of varying and sporadic subjects. Lots of still life, imaginings and even satire, but mostly thereโ€™s some spectacular fine art in oils or watercolours, of landscapes youโ€™ll recognise on local travels. The depictions of Wiltshire’s rolling downs and stupendous skies, alongside interpretations of The Market Place and other Devizes locations. Itโ€™s all magnificent and with such a wide variety, it maintains your attention.

While Simon Bishop and Alan Watters are two exhibiting who I know their works well, others by Stephen Benison, Brenda Loveland, Paul Oakley, Jean Perrett and over 16 artists make for an impressive show, but when asked to pencil down my favourite I stumbled at the choice on offer, and with such a wide variety of styles, itโ€™s tricky! In the end I went with this fiendish yet evocative oil of Harlequin; it was probably the legs which did it for me, but Iโ€™ll say it was the mood of the brushstrokes!

Iโ€™ve taken snaps of only a fewest of the hundreds on display, and they do them no justice. So, take an hour off of townโ€™s bustle, and browse this wonderful exhibit before it closes on the 9th July.

And if youโ€™re an artist you might wish to sign up. The Society hosts monthly demonstrations, organises regular en plein air outings, weekly and monthly social painting get-togethers, an annual art exhibition, and provides links to local exhibitions and other art groups. But most of all, it provides a friendly environment where you can share your experiences and continue to grow in your abilities. This annual exhibition showcases precisely this ethos, and is worthy of your time.ย 


Boots and Braces, Get Ready for Devizes Scooter Rally

We’ve been on about the other big Devizes events we’re looking forward to across July, but on the 24th to the 26th it’ll be time to get up on your feet, put your braces together and your boots on your feet, and give us some of that old moonstomping, at Devizes Scooter Rally. And it’s only three weeks away; time enough to wash that Fred Perryโ€ฆ..

There’s no complicated reason for a way of putting this, I love Devizes Scooter Rally! With a few photos I’ll attempt to explain why.

Firstly though, note; I don’t got no hairdryer, no need for anything on two wheels, I’m dodgy enough on four! I go for the music, the drink and the great company; of which is plentiful.

Last year the site significantly expanded as The Beat headlined, at least Ranking Roger’s son Ranking Junior paid homage to his father and the original lineup. Needless to say it was well-received and off the scale; I called it the best one yet. But it’s only a fraction of why I love Devizes Scooter Rally!

I think it’s at the maximum scale the Scooter Club feels comfortable with. That’s understandable, any bigger could potentially lessen that community feel which has attracted the niche market of scooterists and retrospective youth cultures, and blessed this rally with a renowned reputation nationwide.

This year sees lesser-known names on the lineup but all tried, tested and loved by the Scooter Club. Bands this year include the Butterfly Collective returning for their second year, newcomers Skamageddon, Bootleg Blondie, Marquis Drive, The Decatonics and all-time club favourite All That Soul.

It is not about big names, rather throwing one heck of a great party, and that is what they do every year without fail. Kick it off, Colonel!

Here’s a snap of Goldsteppers, who played the 2024 Rally, and I reckon were my favourite band to ever play here. They had this total dedication to recreating an original Jamaican ska sound. Even if I grew up with the Two-Tone movement it only served to fuel my obsession with its roots. Through my eclectic tastes I need to do Devizine, I reserve my rights to declare officially, that original Jamaican ska and reggae are my desert island discs, my favourite style of music. And, we simply don’t get nearly enough of this around these backwaters. But this is only another fraction of why I love Devizes Scooter Rally!

Here’s a picture of All That Soul from a previous year. They’re coming again this year, and if you think perfectly mimicking those Motown classics is asking too much, All That Soul do, do sublimely and on a level I’ve only ever witnessed before when watching All That Soul! Awl, those Northern Soul boys are welcomed here too; throw down some talc and call me Andrea! But, that’s only a fraction of why I love Devizes Scooter Rally too.

It’s all weekend, it’s affordable, there’s free camping. On a local level I believe those with only a passing interest have cottoned onto its brilliance, and even the council have accepted it’s an important annual date on the town’s event calendar. Scooterists from all over the country fly back and forth down Caen Hill, spending money in town; an economic advantage but still, only a fraction of why I love Devizes Scooter Rally!

The biggest chunk on my pie chart of why I love Devizes Scooter Rally, can be best illustrated by these last two snaps. Co-founder of the Devizes Scooter Club Martin Gibbs has been busy painting barrels with the logos and colours associated with the variety of movements which combined make up the ethos of the rally. And there’s the thingโ€ฆ.

Everyone at the Scooter Club muck in, use their relevant skills and work tirelessly to create this extravaganza. With their reflection on reggae, their combined efforts is rather akin to a Caribbean carnival, whereby participants will labour all year on their decoration, dress and floats. The Devizes Scooter Club built this bar themselves, they built this bangarang (but not necessarily on rock n roll!!) And you best believe it, this bar takes some heavyweight usage!

You’ve never seen such a busy bar, and members of the club and their families slave night and day, serving attendees with their booze quota until the point they drop from exhaustion! With a lost voice and physically drained from tending the busiest bar this side of Munich’s Theresienwiese during Oktoberfest, my wonderful sister-in-law still drives my sorry drunken ass home afterwards; I’m so grateful, it’s become our thing!!

That’s my major point, that’s why I love Devizes Scooter Rally most; the team behind it, giving 500%, mucking in, and creating this wonderful annual event. And this reflects into those attending, only expanding on this real community feel, done only so for the spirit of the day, and love of doing it!

That’s the magic of Devizes Scooter Rally, in a nutshell. In Jamaican patois you’d be a bubu, or here, a fool, to miss it!

Thereโ€™s Lots happening in July in Wiltshire, With or Without Bradley Walsh!

Please donโ€™t get me wrong, I love that Bradley Walsh Cockney sparrow, and could imagine myself having a right laugh with him down any boozer he cared to drop into! But here we wouldnโ€™t suggest you should wait for Brad to pop into your local before guaranteeing your good self a cracking night out! Weโ€™re into Julyโ€™s midsummer madness, and Devizine will focus on all the best things to do this month, in Wiltshire, with or without Bradley or another celebrityโ€ฆ..

For Newsquest, unfortunately, the Chase is over! Sure, I pipped them to the post on the McDonalds application fluff last week, but that couldโ€™ve been anyoneโ€™s. Iโ€™ll hold my hands up; I did it because, from time to time, the clickbait headline is a must. But day-to-day Iโ€™m not fussed over hits.

Our focus is on the pub without a celebrity appearance. The venue where there might be a person, or group of, you donโ€™t know, or at least the television-addicted, cheesy puffs munching sofa-surfers majority donโ€™t know, but youโ€™ve heard of, or are taking a chance on, because you read Devizine. Because you trust us when we tell you that this person, or persons, have spent years perfecting their art, rehearsing together, writing songs, painting, learning their lines, or finding the right chords to match, and in culmination they do so for purely for the love of it, perhaps in hope to put food on the table, and to provide something together…..to entertain you.

Here at Devizine we will report on the amateur, the upcoming local talent, with equal gusto to an event whoโ€™s booked a top name. We donโ€™t do this for hits, we do this because we believe thereโ€™s a truckload of skilled actors, musicians and artists around these rural backwaters who are going unnoticed by the mainstream media, and what is more, they deserve so much more than this. But there you have it, try as we must! If I did this for payment Iโ€™d have quit years ago!!

So, check out July on our event calendar now, and recheck again as we go through the month, because it is constantly updating. Donโ€™t rely on that event popping up on your Facebook feed any more than local newspapers telling you about it; all social media platforms have lots of political propaganda to throw at you, paid mush adverts, wonky opinions, and cringeworthy pictures of someone you donโ€™t even knows’ supper. Thereโ€™s no room left on there to show you the gig your mate is putting on down your local, and you cannot expect them to find the space, because, to them, spreading hatred and causing division among the masses is far more important. Stop the clock, Bradley, that is wrong.

Thereโ€™s no polite way to explain it, but I think you should face facts; mainstream media is a big bag of swollen bollocks, and locally, itโ€™s competing with social media for cringe clickbait, whilst failing to showcase and highlight the real people out there, striving to be creative. Send me your thoughts on that in emoji or as an AI poster, if you care to, Iโ€™ll be too busy to answer them, as Iโ€™ll be covering as much of whatโ€™s really going on locally as I possibly can!

Summer festivals and so much more; see you down the front, mine is a cider, ta muchly! Xx

Oh, and if weโ€™ve missed listing your event, it isnโ€™t because we donโ€™t like you! Tell us about it like youโ€™re Billy Joel on a promise!!


Check out July on our event calendar now.