The New Music Hall

Back down in my home town of Portsmouth earlier this week, I was remembering the folk clubs where I used to hang out in the late 60s and very early 70s.  The thought came to me (and it’s so obvious a thought that I’m surprised it had not occurred to me before) that the folk clubs were, in a way, the music-halls of the era, its singers the heirs to Harry Champion and Marie Lloyd and Gus Elen and others in the sense that, like the stars of the music-hall, they’d conjure a confederacy between performer and audience through musical narratives of everyday life that we, the audience, could relate to.  And, like the stars of the music-hall, they’d of course also encourage us to join in the chorus, as in this wonderful song by Jeremy Taylor whom I first saw performing this song in perhaps 1970 or 1971.

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