horsemouth do(es) like to be beside the seaside

horsemouth was at the leigh-on-sea folk festival saturday and sunday.

on sunday he mainly saw piers haslam, laura cannell, and  lost harbours.

piers (playing in the scout hut with a climbing wall behind him) did a folkier set than the one he does as 'long pike hollow' with plenty of singing (including an acapella). horsemouth bought the cd.

laura cannell (who was playing in the fishermen's chapel) was great - horsemouth will buy the cd. he loved the overbowed/ underbowed violin and the twin recorders (and having pieces inspired by fragments of hildegard of bingen).

lost harbours (who were playing in the yacht club beneath a caryatid) were good - they covered 'black is the colour' - sort of like the durutti column does christy moore (with backing vocals from a david lynch film).

horsemouth and john missed fran morter (or fran foote as she is now) in the morning, and then horsemouth had to go early so missed stick in the wheel, plinth, united bible studies - he will wait for a report back from john. they did however see various morrises and clog dancers processing in the (unseasonal) rain.

horsemouth is listening to taskerlands an album by the guy from plinth and the guy from united bible studies and in particular the track drowned land bridges of britain (for clement reid) - clement reid (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clement_Reid) was a geologist and nephew of michael faraday - in 1913 he published his book "submerged forests" in which he postulated a drowned land bridge between eastern england and the european mainland. his conceptual map of what is now called "doggerland" turned out to be remarkably correct.



on saturday horsemouth had tempted howard out and they sat in the sun and listened to the coal porters (nice version of heroes dudes), kadialy kouyate (kora and double bass - most excellent), august list (harmonium and guitar duo - nice people nice), and a little of the thameside mummers. other than that they pretty much failed to see anyone hip and spent the rest of their time in the pub (or wandering about). ok - they heard some dudes in a rock band at the ship moaning about those folkies up the hill with their finger-in-their-ear singing (but horsemouth digresses).

it was nice to be somewhere where hipsterism hadn't made many inroads. and as you know horsemouth do(es) like to be beside the seaside. for howard it was a rare day off and he was easily pleased.

 as a side point he noticed  (when reading the program) that whom by fire seem to be on in two different places at the same time (which is a nice trick if you can manage it lads).