Combining delicate melodies with disarmingly insightful vignettes about the human condition, Alana Wilkinson is a smiling assassin. Her songs skewer ex-lovers, ridiculous social norms and the absurd challenges of a suburban upbringing in a merciless, yet strangely affectionate way, leaving audiences feeling like they’re sitting in her living room, chatting about life over a steaming cuppa.
Since its inception in 1974 the Maldon Folk Festival has grown from a small gathering where performers often played for free, and if lucky, received money from donations tossed into a blanket being pa...
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