The modest boom is showing every sign of turning into a super colossal folkburger,with plenty of chips on every plate and juice there for the squeezingThere has been a minor folk-song boom for as long as most addicts can remember. Nothing spectacular, nothing bloated, and but regular,devoted, certain - a lasting, or rippling tide of interest.
It started in the mid-fifties when skiffle’s bubble burst. Skiffle was really a convenient compromise,folksy and portentous enough to engross those repulsed by rock’s simpleton thumps but needing scant talent to bolster its pretensions. Anyone could expel a nasal screech or scrape a washboard but, long ago and far away, and Leadbelly first plucked out the tune; and that made it all respectable.
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Source: theguardian.com