The term “folk music,” to me, is a product of the late 50s and early 60s by mostly Eastern urban college-educated types. I think it represented an attempt to “save” what was being lost as the US made the transition as a mostly rural to an urban or suburban culture. Jazz had gotten pretty sophisticated, blues was there, but very marginalized. Rock was what it was. Big band had devolved into novelty almost… Young intellectuals wanted something to latch onto and they found it in American country, but NOT country-western, music.
Although I recoil a bit at the folk music stars, mostly because of their association with Socialism and Communism, red-diaper babies and such, they did a lot to define and resurrect dying musical art forms. In the process, they created their own style, which is probably what I like the least. I am not a Bob Dylan fan, nor do I care for Peter, Paul and Mary etc… But, they are also very much associated with the civil rights movement, which their already-radical politics led them into. To me, they are usually so urban that they make me feel like I am more of an authentic country person, because I come from California and have been on ranches and stuff, not Greenwich Village or a Midwestern city. But really, if we are performing music that is 150 years old, I am not sure if it really matters who is more “qualified.” To my ears, they often sound kind of stilted, especially the Kingston Trio type of groups, that are very cleaned up yet try and sing in sort of a country accent…
I regularly perform historical music of California as well as sea shanteys. Probably thanks to the folk music movement, I don’t have to use the term “folk” to describe what I am doing. And were it not for the vigor of that movement, it might have been hard to even find the music to perform. So I owe them a debt, even while I distance myself from them.
I wouldn’t doubt that the “anti-folk movement” is based on similar conflicted feelings, maybe without the appreciation…punks and young people like to hate everything that has been anyway, so it wouldn’t suprise me that they would take something they couldn’t relate to and want to finish it off.
Which bring me back to Bluto Blutarsky and the scene with the folksinger…“I gave my love a cherry…”