I’m hacked off with being ignored, or patronized by aloof folk promoters and their pet projects. I’m so unbelievably f*cked off with trying to ingratiate myself with peddlers of identikit accordioned hokum and their endless illustrations of crows.
I can’t stand seeing another website full of de-saturated pictures of a gang of middle-class school chums standing in a field dressed in flat caps and waistcoats. I’m sick of everyone having a f*cking sea shanty and banging on about boats and being going off to fight in the great war.
Being forty years old and in a Folk band in 2017.
I’m hacked off with being ignored, or patronized by aloof folk promoters and their pet projects. I’m so unbelievably f*cked off with trying to ingratiate myself with peddlers of identikit accordioned hokum and their endless illustrations of crows.
I can’t stand seeing another website full of de-saturated pictures of a gang of middle-class school chums standing in a field dressed in flat caps and waistcoats. I’m sick of everyone having a f*cking sea shanty and banging on about boats and being going off to fight in the great war.
BLEAURGH!