Christmas is coming! Wassail!
One of my all time favourite unaccompanied folk-singing groups - The Watersons: a brother, two sisters and a husband. Singing the-opposite-of close-harmony.
Is anything better than this to instil the Christmas spirit? No - equaled, yes; but never bettered...
In an earlier incarnation, and another Wassail song; the bass was sung by a cousin:
...And a reprise of magical early Steeleye Span - with the same bass singer as in the first Watersons song (i.e. the legend that is Martin Carthy; who I once met on a train, queueing for a cup of coffee).
This one is about the seasonal practice of hunting, killing and displaying the corpse of a little Jenny Wren, door to door, for money. Ah, the charm of traditional country life...
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