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#9 Fairport Convention - A Moveable Feast

 Island Records, 1974

Category: Folk, folk rock


I LOVE this record. It was recorded live in London, and its vibes remind me of being at Fundy Folk when I was a kid growing up on the land cooperative. Traditional tunes with and electric edge, with some blues/country thrown in here or there for good measure. There is some awesome fiddle playing as well, which I always appreciate, being a fiddle player myself. 

I am pretty sure I picked this record up at Plan B on Gottingen Street. I had come across one of their tunes years before when doing some exploring via Soulseek, and liked it, so I nabbed this. It far exceeded my expectations. I thought they were going to be more folky like Simon and Garfunkel meets The Mamas and the Papas, and was very stoked to be thrown into some solid jigs and reels. I highly recommend if traditional Irish / Scots folk is your jam. 

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