Had enough of graybeards singing Kumbaya? Well, frankly, so have we --and better yet, so have The XFS. Go here and learn about how to wrest control of folk music from those who ``saved it'' for us in the first place.

     Sooner or later, it all has to end somewhere, right?

     We know these cats from a major folk festival near Philadelphia.  If you want to stay up all night jamming on tunes like Old Joe Clark and Midnight Moonlight, you'd be well advised to make friends with these people --and, if you have any beer, that'll be easy.

     We may as well admit it, you've wandered into a weird corner of the internet. These are mostly links to websites about camp sites at a major folk festival near Philadelphia. Some day, the festival will let us on stage and invite us to use their name. But, in the meantime, these are the friends who host our jams.

     You guessed it. Another camp site. These guys also host a house concert series and have some very cool ideas about how to use the net. For example, they run a Philly Folk list serve.

     Pathetic, old hippie, dead head types, who, surprise, surprise, are a camp site at a major folk festival near Philadelphia. But, that's good enough for us.