Guildford Vox
@guildfordvox.bsky.social
We are a fun and inclusive community choir, founded in 2005 by the awesome and often amazing Anna Tabbush.
We sing songs from all over, all taught by ear, in beguiling acapella harmonies.
www.guildfordvox.org.uk
www.annatabbush.com
We sing songs from all over, all taught by ear, in beguiling acapella harmonies.
www.guildfordvox.org.uk
www.annatabbush.com
Our next gig is with the incredible Canadian folktivist, Luke Wallace, on the final UK date of his European tour.
Join us on Monday 23rd March 2026 at Holy Trinity, Guildford.
Tickets from:
www.theboileroom.net/event-listin...
Join us on Monday 23rd March 2026 at Holy Trinity, Guildford.
Tickets from:
www.theboileroom.net/event-listin...
February 7, 2026 at 6:56 PM
Our next gig is with the incredible Canadian folktivist, Luke Wallace, on the final UK date of his European tour.
Join us on Monday 23rd March 2026 at Holy Trinity, Guildford.
Tickets from:
www.theboileroom.net/event-listin...
Join us on Monday 23rd March 2026 at Holy Trinity, Guildford.
Tickets from:
www.theboileroom.net/event-listin...
Spring comes in with steady grace
Brings light to this forgotten place
The sky is crying joyful tears
And with each day new life appears
And in my soul new roots are spread
Ideas are sprouting from the dead
And soon the buds begin to bloom
And colour will transcend the gloom
Brings light to this forgotten place
The sky is crying joyful tears
And with each day new life appears
And in my soul new roots are spread
Ideas are sprouting from the dead
And soon the buds begin to bloom
And colour will transcend the gloom
February 2, 2025 at 6:57 PM
Spring comes in with steady grace
Brings light to this forgotten place
The sky is crying joyful tears
And with each day new life appears
And in my soul new roots are spread
Ideas are sprouting from the dead
And soon the buds begin to bloom
And colour will transcend the gloom
Brings light to this forgotten place
The sky is crying joyful tears
And with each day new life appears
And in my soul new roots are spread
Ideas are sprouting from the dead
And soon the buds begin to bloom
And colour will transcend the gloom