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Bluegrass Fiddler of London
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In the spring and summer of '95 I bummed around Europe a bit, and heard some of the best bluegrass of my life in a pub in north London called the Vine.
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"If the great Phil Ochs were to rise from the dead today, he would probably be hailed as the new David Rovics." Andy Kershaw, BBC
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Peak in subgenre #102
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David Rovics
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David Rovics 1998 All Rights Reserved
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December 13, 2003
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In the spring and summer of '95 I bummed around Europe a bit, and heard some of the best bluegrass of my life in a pub in north London called the Vine.
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Well I was walkin' around feelin' lost Wonderin' what to do Tourists everywhere With no time to spare I was feelin' lonesome and blue I looked around in the paper For the sights to see It seemed a little absurd I thought, oh my word I'm goin' to a jamboree (chorus) She's the bluegrass fiddler of London Up north in Kentish Town For the music that's so fine Head on up to the Vine For a taste of that old-time sound Now I got nothin' against the punk rockers The hot-town women with the belly-button rings But when I just got to let loose I hop on the caboose To listen to them old fiddle strings (chorus) Soon I'll head back to Massachusetts Though I'll be sorry to part Now I loved that beans and toast But what I'll remember most Was how that fiddle warmed my lonely heart (chorus)
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