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A few years ago (c. 1996) I was driving through Western Eire an came upon a town market. As I rambled around the venders tables I saw an old man selling cassette tapes from a van display. I asked his advice on some traditional folk music that may help me understand the troubles once seen in the republic. He quickley hopped up in the van and after rumaging and shuffling with stacks of tapes he jumped out with a hand full. I bought them all with no questions asked.