I dunno they all seem to be about stuff dying off - like Bernie Parry's Man of the Soil, or Connolly's The Punch and Judy Man. I'm not saying that stuff wasn't going on. But wasn't it mainly about what was dying off - rather than all the things and events that swept us along.

Such efforts have been made to make the sound and the forms archaic, I'm not sure the language exists. I know I searched for it, but I never found it.

I think maybe I was a bit like the Ulster poet Louis MacNeice. Alan Bennet said of him, he never went off at the deep end so he didn't make much of a splash. Perhaps if I'd been a pissed off intellectual like Rosselson, or a punk like Billy Bragg. But I never had that attitude.

Like alot of other common men, the folk revival bypassed me and my life. And that's why we have this thread, and many of us feel uneasy about the basic worthwhileness of the artform that we gave a lot of our efforts in life to.