I sang this at Faith Petric's folk club/soup kitchen in Haight Ashbury a few weeks after 9/11. It's a very welcoming place, with local itinerants and dropouts availing of Faith's excellent free soup & stuff. In the other room there was a lot of patriotic stuff of course, but I decided to stick to the given theme of Ghosts, Halloween, mythical beasts etc. These are not my strong point, but I thought the song would be appropriate. The audience in that place were a very alternative crowd and don't think their understanding of my Geordie accent was exactly comprehensive. So after I'd finished there was kind of stunned silence and this chap in the corner with a ponytail, beard and reefer in his hand led the applause by saying 'Cool, man'- a moment I've always treasured!