Evangeline

A night of primordial power, of ambient washes and witching songs Butoh and DJ sets expect the unexpected THIS is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks,   Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight,   Loud from its rocky caverns, the deep-voiced neighboring ocean   Speaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest.     Ye who believe in affection that hopes, and endures, and is patient,   Ye who believe in the beauty and strength of woman's devotion,   List to the mournful tradition still sung by the pines of the forest;   List to a Tale of Love in Acadie