Wednesday 29 April 2015

Backs to the wall

Last Sunday afternoon was too nice not to take the guitars into the back garden and annoy the neighbours. The Number One Son and I played this song a couple of weeks ago in a very traditional folk club in Leeds. We'd not been before and, as we were making our way to the venue, I said to James that he'd be the youngest person there; and I'd be the second. Right and right again. As you can see, we play this without resorting to putting our fingers in our ears. I hope you can listen to it without doing the same.

And a big thank you to Kirstie


  1. Rather lovely. The wind noises on the recording give the feeling of being in the audience at a festival!

    1. Thank you! There was barely a breath of wind that day, but the microphone on my camera is hyper sensitive. We'll go indoors next time.