My late wife Jacqui used to get very vexed with me about this. Now normally she used to call a spade a fucking shovel, if you get my drift, but when we were running a particular folk club (with the aid or otherwise of a committe, it was a bit like herding ducks with a sheepdog) we got rung by a well known singer from a county away and he even sent in a CD that I have since given away. I just told him he was country and we were a folk club and she went apeshit!