Ever since we moved to the Northwest my wife and I have gone to the Vancouver Folk Festival more years than not. About a decade ago I started getting depressed about one aspect. I am basically a fan of singer/songwriters, and I wasn't hearing any new performers there that excited me. Oh, I was happy enough to hear Utah Phillips, Christine Lavin or Bob Snider again, but where was the new talent that would knock my socks off? I thought: maybe it's me. Maybe I'm too old and jaded to get wowed by a new performer like I used to.
Then one year David Francey showed up. And I said "Nah. The problem isn't me."
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