Seth Lakeman; He looked pretty cute.

I was watching Breakfast TV last week, drinking my Earl Grey... I was only finishing breakfast before I started work, honest.... and they had Seth Lakeman on. He looked pretty cute, it was one of those music videos with the water pouring poetically all over the singer... you can imagine the rest. Like I say, he looked pretty cute and, boy, the boy could sing.
Now, I've never cottoned onto folk music, never could knit aran properly or put my finger far enough into my ear, but I actually enjoyed his songs... well, to be truthful, I enjoyed them so much I ordered his CD from Amazon (second home & recipient of much hard-earned cash) I'm hoping my faith in a good Dartmoor lad will be justified. He sings ballads, story songs and I like a good story. I love Dartmoor, having stayed nearby on holiday for most of my formative years, and I like Capercaille and Runrig... yes, I thought, if I like Scottish folksy music, why not give a good English boy a chance?
My problem is, you see, I don't know whether to mention this sudden impulse to my second brother. He is the self-appointed arbiter of musical good taste in the family. He likes a lot of the music I like, and introduces me to stuff I probably wouldn't be able to hear elsewhere (he's a doctor, large disposable income and a musical wife. I have an inferiority complex near them, but only about music) If I could be sure he wouldn't take the mickey out of me, I'd be OK, but he has always known the right buttons to press to reduce me to a quivering, insecure mess. I don't even think he does it on purpose, and he doesn't manage it often now, I'm a little more secure in my likes/dislikes but.... there are still times when my inner self is that little 9 year old reduced to tears by a 12 year old.
How often when we are older do we let our past rule our present? How often is a scene so familiar to us because we've been there a million times and always vow this will be the last? I have a tempestuous relationship with food, somedays I love it, some days it's my worst enemy, and I know I need to change that, to gain a more stable approach to the whole area of eating or I stand to influence my caughter's attitude, too. Yet, on the days when I'm "dieting", food is a burden, whilst the days when I'm not it is a pleasure. I hate that feeling and I know it comes from my past.
And Seth Lakeman? I like the music; he tells stories in song, he plays a mean fiddle, he looks good on the album and, what the hell, I will tell my brother about him and face the cosequences.... but I won't cry, I promise.

Comments

  1. A girl after my own heart!
    Seth is VERY cool and pretty cute to. If you like Capercaillie and other scottish folk stuff then you must know good music BETTER than your brother:-)
    Anyway music is a matter of personal taste so go with what YOU like:-)
    Take care.
    Alison.

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  2. I don't know his music, but what I do know is I like food. I could never diet, the will power just isn't there. I'm heavier than I should be but that's just the way it's going to be. I once went to slimming world and by the next morning I'd eaten half a packet of biscuits at work, so that was the end of that !

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  3. Seth is marvelous! Ignore other peoples taste in music. One quote I love is "Music is the only language in which you cannot say a mean or sarcastic thing." (John Erskine)

    I know how you feel re the whole food issue though. I've come to the conclusion and accepted that I'm built for comfort rather than speed which has greatly improved my relationship with it!

    So all in all, don't worry about what the brother says, have a large gin, a nice gooey cake and listen to scrumptious seth!

    Have fun!

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  4. Seth is great and so are some of the other singers/bands in the same genre of music. Try Show of Hands with Phil Beer and Steve Knightley

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