I saw the incomparable Wurzels perform at Guildford festival last year. Most of the crowd seemed to know bits of the words & they went down really well in a sort of hot summery nostalgic kind of way. As I remember, they whipped themselves up into such a frenzy that one of them felt compelled to moon the audience. Aged buttocks & cider - what an afternoon....

Kris

oooo-arrrrrr.