Ellis Peters - George Felse 06 - Black Is The Colour Of My True Love's Heart - Plot & Excerpts
said Professor Penrose, casting a lightning glance at his watch, which showed twenty minutes past twelve, and lifting the tone-arm delicately from his precious disc of Moravian Slovak recordings, “that we’ve at least established a basis for the name of our subject. I hope we can agree that it should not be merely ‘folk,’ but ‘music,’ too. Beware of the fanatic who finds everything phoney that isn’t sung without accompaniment by an eighty-five-year-old in a public bar… without voice, too, as a rule, and who can wonder at it? No, we’ve disposed of that. We’ve surely demonstrated that there are places in the world where performances of the utmost virtuosity can be truly ‘folk,’ because the heritage of that particular people is a musical sensitivity which we, here in England, associate only with privilege, training and sophistication. Never lose sight of that humbling fact, and beware of subscribing to purely English standards – or should I say, British?” He cocked an eye at Andrew Callum, and grinned.
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