Breathes there a fan with soul so dead
Who never to themselves has said:
This is my own, my annual bash
For which I save my hard-earned cash
To lark and frolic with 'The Boys'
Drink in the music, sup the beer
See special pals from year to year
And sing some special songs
We stagger home from each fine fest
Knowing it was yet the best
This year we coast to save the future
Next year will be normal
I hope that suits ya!"
(With apologies to Walter Scott, all of his family and all other minstrels).
"Fraser Nimmo's self-effacing humour and presentation belie a serious songwriter who delights in both aspects of his craft " - Ralph McTell
“Fraser Nimmo was a super opening act on one of our lengthy winter UK tours. Right from his opening song he had the audience in the palm of his hand and joining in on the choruses in true folk tradition. Lovely songs and banter and nice guitar playing too. If you get the chance to see him do.”
- Dave Pegg, Fairport Convention