Fairport Convention
Tam Lin

THE REVIEW

With or without nymphs, a field of flowers is my home...

give me even an old folk ballad, one of those that tells of the soul theft of fate...

and where, perhaps, even if I am a monster and I embrace you, you are not afraid... because it is me...

this is what I like in “Tam Lin”, this thing it says... and this thing it has been saying for centuries...

for centuries...

rock, on the other hand, is young, but it's a corpse...or, at best, it's a ghost...

and those who listen to it would do better to devote themselves to gardening or DIY...

even art should be avoided...

all art is music and music doesn't need to be art...

so let there be music, then... let it be Tam Lin... or things like that...

because I chose Tam Lin for that thing it says...

and that thing reminds me of the mad, the truly mad...

or all those who would like to say “even if I am a monster and I embrace you, you are not afraid”...

ah, this is the version by Fairport Convention, Sandy Denny's group...

a lover's kiss to Sandy Denny...

(ah, I almost forgot, I adore rock, but I am a ghost)...