The folk world has long seemed split into two camps. On the one hand, there are the folk police, guardians of the traditions, people in cable knit sweaters, sporting pipes and beards…often called Brian… who still think that the likes of Fairport Convention were too revolutionary and that you should buy Arthur Sproggnugget’s 1934 compilations of East Rutland field recordings if you want to know what folk music really is. Then there are the progressives, happy to force folk music down all and any folktronic and indie pathways to try to move the genre with the times…
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