In honour of tomorrow being the Solstice, I couldn't help but start with one of my favourite English folk songs, as it's all about that liminal, spooky space where the old ways are celebrated: '...for we've been out in the woods all night conjuring summer in...'
And not only does this mix start weird, it stays pretty weird, too. Not sure what possessed me, but this is what the gods of the shuffle demanded: a hodge-podge of genres and some weird transitions.
