Andrew Dwyer wrote a song about making segregated buses for the south African market back in the 1970's.

Andy was a working class brummy kid in an era when being a folksinger meant wearing a granddad shirt and singing about what a bastard it was to die in the Crimean war. abit like now really.

and so winning the melody maker solo folk/rock award for a couple of years running never got him a decent festival spot or any gigs.

when will the folk music world be ready for real folks?