40th Cambridge Folk Festival

Saturday 3

I hear a rumour that Old Crow Medicine Show are going to be playing a busking session over at the Mojo signing tent. An announcement from the stage confirms that, but describes them as mystery guests.

Totally raw and unadulterated, this session is even better than their earlier one. They give thanks to the tobacco companies for giving them the voices that are just so perfect for authentic bluegrass. This is what music is about. A couple of hundred people pushed up to feet of where a band is performing. No mics, no amplifiers just pure sound. Songs are adapted to fit the audience an old southern standard about the smuggling of cocaine is adapted as a tribute to the M62. These guys have been in the country about a week and they’ve already got a handle on the UK drugs scene. Wouldn’t want to be their luggage on the way home J.

As the crowd draws slowly away it’s time to meet up with some old friends and listen to the end of  the Josh Ritter set from afar.

It wouldn’t be fair to do a full review of Josh’s performance. Where we were stood, the sound was only ok and there was a lot of conversation. What I heard I liked and it may have been an opportunity missed.

Next up on Stage One is the Levellers Accoustic. They're in tight formation on the stage, seated in a cluster at the center. They look like some bizarre folk chamber orchestra. There's a whisper behind me, "What's going on here?"

Mark Chadwick answers the question almost immediately. "We're getting on a bit, we're sat down, but we still rock!" The first strum of the guitar and the first vocal refrain shows that this is most certainly case.

The whole accoustic thing, puts a brand new spin on some old classic, but does seem to call into question the definition of the word accoustic. It's a goodtime to be had by all.

There's plenty of opportunities to sing along and these are gladly taken up. Choruses of "It's A Beautiful Day" reverberate around the site. As there's a proper break between the Levellers and the next band they are one of the few able to squeeze in a proper encore.

I manage to get in a bit of a break for a spot of food and some good craic with some old friends. It's rare I get any time to really kick back at the festival, but I can get into this.

In fact I get into it so well that I manage to miss Show Of Hands on the Radio Two Stage and Jim Moray on Stage One.

 

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