A bard on the wire, a voice in the wilderness, a home page for exiles trying to get home. Everybody is an exile. Maybe artists just realise it. "Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir, I have tried, in my way, to be free."
Go to Gin Trap Folk link - under Bard on the Wire pane opposite - for a write up of a typical Gin Trap Acoustic Evening in the digital edition the Lynn News 'Weekend Live'
Photos here by landlord Steve Knowles who also sings a capella in Italian and English at the evenings (including that heart-rending one from the The Godfather, Speak softly, love) Is there nothing the man can't do?
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