Day 16: Ian King
Fist, a lanky Scot singing folk songs that had contemporary lyrics. I'm a bit removed from Scotland and it's folk,even though I'm Scottish, but the audience loved him. I was really there for Ian King, one of a handful of people trying to inject life into a moribund English folk scene.He succeeded, because he favours a good song and backing band over tradition for tradition's sake. The quiet, but wailing, electric guitar lifted many of the sings but Ian King was in the driving seat with his strong voice and good taste.