In's not my workaday speak, it's the stuff I use in the face of unjustified certainty RB.

Text is a terrible word I admit, but it covers music, art and literature and I couldn't think of another. Inter, well you know man it's like inter, innit? They pinch from each other big time. Reflexive = up its own fundament (but in a nice way) as for digital, well once you've got a cheap box of tricks that can flip any recordable music into any other da kids are going to do it.
Your hallowed squeeze box/fiddle comes out as a theramin/string orchestra at the touch of a button. Not my cuppa tea but the instructions on such gadgets lack a taste and discernment appendix as I understand. But then you're talking to a man who struggles to put html codes around a few words to make a linky.

As for Hog of the Forsaken, yes, I thought it sublime. Genuinely moving and poetic and fantastically sung by someone untroubled by vocal convention. As honest a song as a man did and therefore folk to its very core. Don't bother with a come back on the last bit, my mind is quite made up.