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Where are you from?
A way of generally finding out what tradition you might sing in I think or a way to work out who you might be. The negative taken from this being a judgement, that if you are from a place you may be expected to sing its songs, and if you don’t, you are in someway wrong. (Thanks Ewan)
I don’t think where you are from has to be where you were born or where you grew up or where you live, or where your family are from, it can be all of these, any of them or none of them, so I am reclaiming it.
When you close your eyes and look out of the windows in the Home you have built out of everything you are in your heart, what do you see? What do you hear? The sea? The mountains? Birds? Rows of bleak lonely houses? A cityscape from high above? A Greek island?
When people ask where you are from what they should really be asking is where your heart is at home, where geographically in the world inspires you to sing. What landscape your soul rambles in.
Where are you from? I’m fascinated, I’m not afraid to ask, and I genuinely want to know.
Looking around me, the majority of people in the room were indeed men, illustrating the well meant and no doubt accurate point, but my reaction surprised me.
I had never thought about it. All of my heroes in folk music are women. All of them. I thought the world was jam packed full of them, because they’re pretty much all I hear, everything else becomes quieter. Don’t get me wrong, I can get my head turned by a deep male voice very easily, and I love a male folk singer as much as the next man...unless the next man is a woman, then I love her a bit more.
Jeannie Robertson, Sandy Denny, Maddy Prior, June Tabor, Norma Waterson, Lal Waterson, Shirley Collins, Joni Mitchell, Joan Baez, Judy Collins, Niamh Parsons, Anne Briggs, Buffy Sainte-Marie, Judy Henske, Linda Thompson, Margaret Barry, Melanie...
There are so many more contemporary artists too I admire, love and adore, and whilst I enjoy every single person who gets up and performs at my folk club, I’m always a little bit more excited when it’s Pam’s turn.
Where are the women in Folk? As far as I’m concerned, everywhere and they are wonderful.