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Folk-Funk? Electric Folk? Hippy-Rock? Acid Folk? Sunshine-Pop? Folk-Fusion? Folksploitation?

Once again music lovers struggle to bridge the deep and wide gully where another hybrid genre wanders lonely amongst the vinyl ghosts of yesteryear's ethereal love songs.

Let us introduce a flock of unsung songbirds who flutter between rocks and hardened pastures too commercial to be traditional - not successful enough to be credible - from the wrong side of town - on the other side of the globe.

Here are some of the would-be folk legends that you didn't read about, they never played the festivals and you never heard their records... until today.

Silent sighs like raindrops in a celestial ocean, burdened by the imaginary snobbery of frustrated journalists, over-zealous record company execs and over-opinionated record dealers. Bespoke opuses destined for a shelf life of obscurity and buried as true treasure in the shallow recesses of thrift stores and swap-shops as winters and summers come to pass. Time is a healer.

Most of the records included herein were released over 30 years ago in the eye of a folk-revival-tornado as the likes of Joni Mitchell and Crosby, Stills and Nash sprinkled their re-packaged / pre-packaged country croutons on America's acoustic soup. These records emerged quietly as the rest of the West was won over by the 'new folk sounds' of Anne Briggs, Shirley Collins, Karen Dalton and Bonnie Dobson, and British super-groups like The Pentangle and Trees pushed the boundaries fusing folk with rock and blues, while folk-fusion echoed through France with Alan Stivell's blend of Celtic-Roots with rock and funk.

These songs were conceived in early 70s when LPs by the likes of Macdonald & Giles, Ellen McIllwaine, Don Cooper, Hard Meat, Jan & Lorraine and Sunforest (to name too few) continued to test the boundaries of a hybrid brand of acidic-folk, singing hippy love songs that exploit their influences and compromise their authenticity, innocently suckling the mother of invention as the major labels feasted on bigger fish.

This compilation is a pocket testimony to the ones that got away - as well as the ones they didn't want to catch in the first place.

This record floats, the water is warm - so come and join us.

Andy Votel