More sinarounds! You'll be giving folk a bad name...

I must admit, Folk only really works for me in a lively session / singaround; context is all, and the filthier & informal & extrovert the better. Egos checked in at the door; no performers, no PA, no stage, no barriers, no order, no MC, no formality, just the roaring pissed-up inclusivity of the come-all-ye. Of course I do other stuff too, but I'm happiest just hurling the occasional ballad into the merry fray at the Moorbrook, or pestering so magnificent a fiddler as the great Hugh O'Donnell to sing Adieu, Adieu just so we can roll in the glorious chorus, or else I'm racing with the hunt as Dave Peters (my favourite folk singer of all time bar none) sings Swarthfell Rocks, or else twanging my trump along to so venerable a tune as Morgan Magan with all the wistful associations of the past 39 years since my mother first bought Chieftains 4 when I was 12... I've recently added Willie Scott's The Shepherd Song to my fiddlesangs rep (hell, it's only taken 30 years...) and whilst I've yet to record it, already the Moorbrook Lads & Lasses have uplifted it with an ensemble arrangement which is as spontaneous as it is magnificent. Odd to think it's one of the best things I've ever been involved with & it'll never get heard outside our glorious wee session where dreams can, and very often do, come true...