I never think about 'what is f*lk music' because the term is, nowadays, so degraded as to be totally meaningless. I won't even use the word and am in favour of it being binned forthwith.

Trying to argue that, for instance, kRusby droning out a tired old standard is what English music IS, causes vast damage to what it actually is. I'm quite certain she won't be in the slightest upset at the knowledge that I don't much like vast swathes of what she does; she's making a living at it and providing work for some of this country's best musicians and will doubtless keep on doing what she does. And so will I.

As I said higher up, dispassionate accuracy are the keywords. If you happen to like baroque, atonal jazz, techno grunge, early C20 cowpat Gilbert&Sullivan or brass bands that's fine but it doesn't become 'English f*lk' overnight just because you say so.

I'm unable to see it as a 'minor gradation in belief' when mouthy blokes who don't know me and certainly haven't seen me perform yell that I'm talking 'tosh' when spelling out in minute detail what precisely I'm talking about after they've failed lamentably to get it the first time, largely because they're so self-absorbed with scouring the countryside in packs on the pull.