Having dragged my kids around folk festivals for years and having let professor panic bring them up I was pretty sure that they would grow up hating anything traditional. A couple of weeks ago I was invited to see my lad play in the local battle of the bands and what did they lead of with ?? Lonesome Train Blues. Then a Muddley (as Sid Kipper would say) of Jigs and Reels. Sadly my kids don't live with me any more so I missed all their rehearsals. Whats more, the very young audience who had hitherto been exposed to three chord tricks played at amazing volume through distortion boxes, suddenly pricked up their ears and started dancing about.
So perhaps I WILL have someone to push my bath chair to the beer tent when I can't play cant more.