There were Bellowheads in there, but I was disappointed that Pete Flood hardly broke out of rigid folk rock drumming and Benji Kirkpatrick didn't seem to do much more than crisply strum 70s style. Jerry Donahue played well, but just like he did back then - he said something about having had to relearn it. I agree entirely about the Carter/Swarbrick duet, one of the highlights. On the other hand I really could have lived without so much of Lavinia Blackwell's soul-less warbling.

I was struck with the thought today, having recently read about Shelagh McDonald's comeback, how ideal she'd have been in this concert, both as a lovely singer (assuming she can still do it) and an old friend of Sandys. Or Linda Thompson, of course - ditto.