(from 2014)
Folk
music is a funny old business. How do you define it? Perhaps the best
definition, because it is suitably vague – it is music sung and played by
“folk.” It encompasses former Heavy Metal Bands doing their stuff in acoustic
fashion, to grizzled old men singing about some 18th century agricultural
aberration with a finger stuck in one ear. The finger in the ear routine is
apparently used by British folksingers to aid with concentration and help sing
harmony. Meantime, the audience sits with fingers stuck in both ears, waiting
for welcome relief when the bar opens.
Which
brings me to a recent concert I attended featuring someone who has been
featured on this blog in the past, Amy Goddard. Amy hails from Wales, but now
lives in Hampshire, and I have actually known her mother for some years.
Hearing about the show and having had experience of folk clubs and concerts,
and also having family in that part of the world, Mr and Mrs Occasional decided
to make a visit and see the show. (You see, the internet brings people
together). Fortunately we had early tickets, because the show was sold out.
One
of the biggest problems in attending a show that is sold out is that it takes
you forever to get to the bar. Once you get to the bar it is almost impossible
to get away from the bar, without having your drinks all slopped down your
sleeve, or over the back of some strange woman’s kaftan. She is not well
pleased, and neither is her male companion, a portly gentleman with a bald head
and sporting a ponytail as compensation. And folk music (well, 60s folk music)
was all supposed to be about peace and love as well...
The
show very nearly didn’t happen. There was a massive power cut in the area,
wiping out the electricity for miles around. So the lights all went out,
leaving only emergency lighting by exits, and no sound, no nothing. I heard
tales of people dashing out to buy lanterns to light up the corridors so that
people could visit what Americans quaintly call “rest rooms” without injury and
falling foul of Health and Safety. The sound engineer dashed off home to
collect a generator. According to the musician who went with him, he couldn’t
find the key to the padlock to retrieve the equipment, so had to use bolt
cutters to get in. Then the sound man slipped over in the mud and wrecked his
trousers and cut his hand. It was a bit like a Laurel and Hardy film. Struggling
back about half an before curtain up with a generator in tow, suddenly the
lights all came back on again. While various ones were doing a headless chicken
routine, the star of the show remained remarkably calm, and was all set for a
cosy candle-lit acoustic evening if necessary.
The
show was to launch Amy’s first solo CD, entitled “Burn and Glow” and released
on the Incantus Media label. With various guest singers to open each half,
including a local choir, she then did two slots to cover all the songs on the
album. After the last song – suitably called “One More Song” there was a huge
cry of encore – so the “company” all sang “The Goodnight Song." Any closet
folkies here will know of the folk super-group Blue Murder who recorded it a
decade or two back. For the rest of you – well, at the end of an evening,
suitably mellow and well watered, it’s a sort of folk anthem – we’re wandering
off but we’ll meet again further down the road, sort of thing – perhaps with
mobile phones doing the “lighters in the sky” routine. It was a fitting conclusion. Ne’er a dry eye
in the house.
The
show was very well presented and well sung I have to say. Ms Goddard comes over
as a perfectionist, and had organized the event down to the last detail. She reportedly
provided the backdrop, rehearsed the acts, hired professional sound people, a
local radio DJ as compère, and made them all work!
The
audience were a mixture of people from the folk music world, a few who had
perhaps heard her on local radio, probably some of her students because in the
real world I’m told she is a music teacher, plus some members of a religious group
to which she belongs (which is a connection I share), although her material was
strictly secular.
No
doubt some of this material will end up on YouTube in due course.
She
wrote a post on a blog a little while back on what she called lyrical
detachment. In song writing you don’t have to write directly about your own
feelings and happenings – you can write in a vague way that hints at things,
and then the audience may apply the songs however they wish to their own lives.
Her CD includes a song about bullying in schools (Susie), a song about Betrayal
(Web of Lies), and a song warning about the dangers of the demon drink (Taking
the Edge off the Day). I thought I might suggest that, rather than call her CD
“Burn and Glow” perhaps “Bullied, Betrayed and Blotto” would fit better. But
then I thought better of it.
Two
songs stood out for me. “I Will See” combined a mass of imagery to ultimately
give the message that, while we might improve in areas, we should all
understand ourselves, and learn to be content with ourselves. And the other
“Don’t Try” was a serious song written for a mental health charity sponsored by
people like Stephen Fry and Ruby Wax – which is all about depression. The
message? Don’t be judgmental. And if you are a sufferer, then hang in there, because
it will lift and get better. The charity is called The Black Dog Tribe, and
adding to the crush at the concert was a table selling Black Dog toys galore –
all proceeds to the charity.
Will
other people like it? Amy told me she would like others to sing her songs, and
one song has already been recorded by another singer. Musical taste is such an
individual thing. I liked her stuff because, in spite of the joke in the first
paragraph, I have a lifetime of enjoying folk music. Whether blog readers here
would like it, all I can suggest is that they have a quick look at her website
– http://www.amygoddardmusic.co.uk/
They can hear samples of some of her
songs and see her in action and decide for themselves.
Now,
for a sequel, perhaps Occasional could organize a concert for HIS singing. And
really shock the world...
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