First of all I’d like to ask that you leave your preconceptions of folk music at the door. I wish I’d done that a few years ago. Because I’m pretty sure that what you think, is only a tiny slice of what it’s really like.
Do you reckon you have an open mind when it comes to music? Like to hear something new? Enjoy discovering a fresh sound?
I’ve been a fan of indie rock since my teens. And that’s where, even in my 40s I still gravitate. I’ve done countless live gigs and festivals over the years. Live music has, for me, a way of opening up an artist, or a set of songs in a totally new way. I’ll come back and listen to the albums with new ears. And inevitably, with a mixed bill of musicians in any line-up, will be a way of discovering new sounds.
This summer so far has been one of extremes on the live music front. I worked at Glastonbury back in June, helping out with social media in the Silver Hayes area. Silver Hayes was previously the dance area, and still has a lot of focus on DJs and dance music. But it has evolved to incorporate bands from all over the world, often those on their way to the bigger exposure that the main stages offer. But suffice to say, there wasn’t a great deal of folk music to be heard.
Fast forward to August and I was once again found in a (not so muddy) field but this time at the Cambridge Folk Festival. To be honest, my expectations were not that high. I was expecting to see a fair number of foot tapping, fiddle playing misfits with the odd blast from the past (Joan Baez, The Proclaimers and co) thrown in. Took my Kindle and a chair for what I thought would be the inevitable long periods of boredom.
But oh my, was I wrong. Read More