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.