Being a fan of folk music can be frustrating. Oftentimes, folkies focus so intently on their lyrical and storytelling powers that the music seems to come second, if at all; people forget that the flurry of finger-picking is just as important to “Don’t Think Twice, It’s Alright” as the words themselves. At times, the folk music spectrum looks about as varied as a beer list in Nashville: a few old standards and the rare local brew.
Maybe that’s why the AD offices have been on fire for become a member or log in.
