Lady Gaga is an utterly tedious Madonna clone (who was, God knoweth, tedious enough). In my Young Day we had immediate recompence for such trivia (for me it was Magma and Evan Parker) but today, it seems, we must dig just that little bit deeper.

Anyway, we can't get near the Folk Midden for the young who have claimed it as their own, for good or ill (though festering cat diarrhoea seems about right, especially in sessions). I blame all these Mudcat threads about attracting the young to folk clubs (which always sounded like the most perverse sort of grooming) but I hear tell that there are folk families in which kids go straight from Johnny Seven to Melodeon without once screaming at their parents that they didn't ask to be born.

So - more likely it will be the bearded old folkies setting fire to cars beneath the arches of the railway bridge (erstwhile or otherwise) if only to keep the chill from their bones, forever singing about how good the old one used to be.

Sair Fyeld Hinney!