| I told you there would be new songs on the way :-) Voila mes chansons "Time On My Own" and "The World In Blue"... with kind thanks to the most excellent technology donated this past Christmas by my parents and apologies for the quality of singing in places.I have had something of a cold recently, doubtless due in no small part to spending a drizzly weekend in a field of mud and drinking that fine Otter Bright.I've spent this summer doing pretty much nothing but chasing music wherever I can - Beverley Festival, Skipton Folk At The Mart, Seth Lakeman?in Regent's Park, Fairport's Cropredy Convention, and Beautiful Days, with an Uiscedwr gig in Humberside tomorrow and another Seth Lakeman gig in Exeter later this month.Most excellent but it does somewhat mean that I'll be eating one carrot a day for the duration of this term and handmaking all my Christmas presents.I'm still wearing my wristbands from Cropredy and Beautiful Days (alas, the Beverley one was?waxed paper so keeping it was not feasible) and was amused to notice that nowhere on the rather lovely fluorescent yellow Cropredy band does it say Cropredy or Fairport at all.Instead, it?bears the legend "Forty Glorious Years" and the emergency telephone number - ostensibly for you to ring if someone is trying to break into your tent in the dead of night.The word "trying" suggests that this is somehow a difficult enterprise and you will by all means have time to find your torch, turn it on, seek your mobile phone, dial the number, wave it around for a signal, and wait for the stewards to arrive before your would-be villain gains access to the inner portions of your mobile domicile.I think the emergency telephone is a little older than?forty years?in fact but it seemed facetious to point it out.Sunny and reekingly hot as Cropredy was, was Beautiful Days rainy and muddy. |
| Sunny and reekingly hot as Cropredy was, was Beautiful Days rainy and muddy.I loved them both in the extreme and wish I could have the money to go again next summer.Alas this was my last Summer Of Freedom before I'm out in the big wide world, free from full time education.It's rather scary.Incidentally, my dissertation is 10,000 words on how the regional variations of morris dancing reflect the industries and societies of the places from which they originated.So if anyone can suggest good reading or people to talk to, please let me know.I have a very, very beautiful first edition copy of Cecil Sharp's Morris Book, 100 years old and rather battered, and of course remarkably useless.Bless his cotton socks, he did try though, didn't he. |
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