Wuhh, excuse the unfinished philosophical ramblings of the last post.
Anyway. Went to see Jo Tta Kun Sunday, which was mad, and pretty cool; they’re Basque trad with the traditional two-note Txalaparta percussion instrument extended so it can actually harmonise with a guitar, and with sundry other instruments thrown into the mix. And in the grand tradition of all trad, when it’s authentic it’s done by people who dress unselfconsciously like they’re from the back-arse of nowhere. Which is all good.
(Apparently they earned €500 Saturday busking on Grafton St. I know, Saturday, but wow.)