Bristol, you heard of it? Way down in the Deep South, out on the delta, where the curlews wheel and the cats drip. ... more

Bristol, you heard of it? Way down in the Deep South, out on the delta, where the curlews wheel and the cats drip. It's cold in winter and the high wind beats off Exmoor to take your breath away. There's music there, folk stuff, and Portishead. It's high drama and low morals, plenty to say goodbye too and more to miss. Who remembers crawling up Park Street on a cruel Saturday night?