I don't feel my day is complete unless I've checked Mudcat a few times. My cousin in Rocky Mount, NC turned me on to the site. Allow me to digress a bit ... In '79, I heeded the immortal words of Horace Greeley and "Went West Young Woman," feeling like my style of music had died and hoping to find it in Oregon. There is a great diversity of music in Portland, but I didn't find what I was looking for; maybe I didn't look in the right places, maybe I truly thought it had died. So, after 12 years, I headed north to the true last frontier, Alaska; specifically Fairbanks. There were some good acoustic musicians, but I still didn't find what I was seeking. After 6 of the most unique years of my life, I decided to head east, southeast, again, and wound up in Tallahassee. By this time, I've given up hope ... until I discovered all these first cousins who have "discovered" folk music! Then I started checking out the Mudcat site on a regular basis and found a whole world of traditionalists and old folkies, and I was literally blown away. I am so in awe of the depth of knowledge contained here and I wish I had known this type of influence when I was a struggling folksinger; perhaps I would never have fallen prey to the lures of capitalist society. By following the threads and tossing in my two cents occasionally, I feel as if I have gotten to know some of you pretty well, by the way you express your thoughts on different subjects, i.e., censorship, etc. Thanks to all and keep the wheels a'turnin' ... ttfn ... Humdinger (Jenny) Folksinger