James Elkington. The master of a dying art. That moody, rambling Folky instrumental acoustic guitar thing that was in such vogue in the late Sixties. Jansch, Graham, Martyn, Drake. That lot.
Elkington is fit to be mentioned in such company. He has sung previously. But doesn't do so on latest album Me Neither.
Instead he rambles up hills and down dales. Strolls down country lanes. This is stuff you'll know but will surely open up to willingly one more time. It's like tyrning down a walk in the country because you've been on one of those before.
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