Don... spot on for a lot of it that I grew up with (I'm 52). My old man worked in the lumber woods as a young man. The "Come-All-Yees" that he sang were as close to the wilderness as you could get.

I don't want to get into too much detail, but, as a lad, just 40 years ago, I was introduced to Makem and The Clancy's and such on a "record player"... the only one in the neighbourhood... FANCY stuff it was!

Oh, yeah. At the end of my back yard - field and stream and woods, and I lived in the big city.