anonymous asked:

please. tell us more about your 'folk bangers' playlist. that sounds relevant to all of my interests. (folks and banging)

if you want a playlist for banging folks this probably isn’t the one for you, but if you want to Go Off, Historically then WHAT’S UP 


I think all of you will be aware that Terry liked, not only our music, but folk music and folk lore in general.  It informed much of his work, and he had that sort of retentive memory that writers often have.  my father was a writer, and much the same.  Everything is grist to their mill.

I would notice when reading Terry’s books, little references to songs we have sung.  he would set them in a humorous context, startling and unexpected.  Just a line that makes you realise that he has taken notice.  That he is interested in pretty much everything.

Another aspect of Terry is that he was a bullshit-free zone.  You made frivolous or inane comments at your peril.  He WOULD call you on it.  He did not suffer fools, so it was best to stay focused and not make polite, meaningless chit-chat that revealed your ignorance.  Having said that, he was also very kind and approachable.  His hat was a signature that marked him out and made him recognisable.  And people would come and talk to him about his books, ask for an autograph and, in my experience, he was unfailingly kind and courteous.  Even when waiting for a train in Paddington station late in the evening, when he must have been tired.  We’d had a long day, appearing on Later with Jools Holland, where, again, he talked to many people.  It must have been exhausting, being so attentive to Life.

And even though his faculties were failing, he was still generous and available to people interested in his work.  I think he tried to live the philosophy of the Good Witches, which is one of my favourite aspects of his books.  With humour, kindness and a weird sort of practicality.
—  Maddy Prior (singer/songwriter for Steeleye Span), “The Terry Pratchett Diary”
Steeleye Span:

Are amazing in concert. I know this. I’ve just got back from seeing them. They sound a lot more prog rock/folk metal live, and the energy is amazing. The new album, Dodgy Bastards *loves* sounds great, and they played Edward and The Dark Morris.

I might have the body and dress sense of an emo Britpop/power metal lover, but I have the heart and stomach (and sometimes dress sense when it comes to velvet flared jackets) of a 1970s hippy.

And. AND. Last time I went to see them, I touched - TOUCHED - Maddy Prior. This time I shared a joke with her, and we laughed together. LAUGHED.

I was the youngest there by about a quarter of a century, apart from Jessie-Mae, and she’s only there because she’s the violinist.

The Blacksmith
Steeleye Span
The Blacksmith


A blacksmith courted me
Nine months and better
He fairly won my heart
Wrote me a letter.
With his hammer in his hand
He looked so clever
And if I was with my love
I would live forever.

But where is my love gone
With his cheeks like roses
And his good black Billycock on
Decked around with primroses.
I fear the shining sun
May burn and scorch his beauty
And if I was with my love
I would do my duty.

Strange news is come to town
Strange news is carried
Strange news flies up and down
That my love is married.
I wish them both much joy
Though they can’t hear me
And may God reward him well
For the slighting of me.

Don’t you remember when
You lay beside me
And you said you’d marry me
And not deny me.
If I said I’d marry you
It was only for to try you
So bring your witness love
And I’ll not deny you.

No, witness have I none
Save God Almighty
And may he reward you well
For the slighting of me.
Her lips grew pale and wan
It made a poor heart tremble
To think she loved a one
And he proved deceitful.

A blacksmith courted me
Nine months and better
He fairly won my heart
Wrote me a letter.
With his hammer in his hand
He looked so clever
And if I was with my love I would live forever.


Song of the Day:  Steeleye Span - Harvest of the Moon

A song for Lughnasadh featuring St. Brigid


On and on the turtle flies
The colour of magic fills the skies
As morning breaks on Discworld…

A good theme for Great A’Tuin, sort of slow and ponderous but proceeding on.  Anyway, even with the weight of the Disc on its back, we know that A’Tuin is in fact having a great time.