>to my ears Martin Simpson, technically excellent, also plays with feeling and knows to express a song as a slice of life. With the link the OP posted, all I hear is a cascade of notes with no musicality or emotion. There is a world of difference. <

But the piece we've listened to is a puff, a whimsy, a light-hearted effusion taking pleasure in its own deftness. How much emotion do you need? And who's to say he can't turn on the existential anguish when occasion demands?

For all that, there is a certain quality to the springy percussiveness of the playing that puts me in mind of Martin Simpson. Just thought that anyone with a fondness for Mr S might be tickled by that. Wrong, I guess.