Bard Company (https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100035953076131) are a folk punk band from Wigan. A working class outfit with anthemic, tuneful songs that are often political and always from the heart.
I played a couple of songs from their 2022 album Northern Powerhouse on the show a few years ago and I've repeated that by playing a couple of new songs on the last two shows (both went down a storm with the listeners).
The new album is titled 21st Century Bullshit Detector and it's deserving of your attention. It opens with the title track and it's a song that pretty much sums up the band's anger towards our ruling elite (and those that are in opposition)... "They promise you the earth in their manifesto All you get’s frustration with the end results though."
Other tracks encourage the listener unite against the rise in right wing rhetoric and remind us that "we might not have much but we got each other." There's even a touching song about Ian Curtis "You gave us Unknown Pleasures You made the shadows play Till you took desperate measures And your own life away Destroyed by epilepsy You stared into the void Premature mortality Took away our joy."
A quality album throughout, it's available on cd and digital download : https://thecrowsofalbion.bandcamp.com/album/bard-company-21st-century-bullshit-detector
This song touches the heartstrings of someone who was born in Lancaster and will probably end his days in Chorley. It's called Born In The North, Die In The North...
Born in the North, die in the north We’re working class folk from northern towns Born in the North, die in the north We’re working class folk from working class towns We’re anti-racism, we’re anti-Fash We believe in people not power and cash So come and join us, you’ll take no harm We’ll welcome you with open arms Born in the North, die in the north We’re working class folk from northern towns Born in the North, die in the north We’re working class folk from working class towns From the land of cotton, industry and mines Working class struggles in the hardest times Everyone together black, brown and white One working class struggle one working class fight Born in the North, die in the north We’re working class folk from northern towns Born in the North, die in the north We’re working class folk from working class towns We’ll pull no punches – say what we will We don’t really care if we die on this hill A song and chorus to those who inspire Raise your voices in the land of fire BREAK Born in the North, die in the north We’re working class folk from northern towns Born in the North, die in the north We’re working class folk from working class towns Born in the North, die in the north We’re working class folk from northern towns Born in the North, die in the north We’re working class folk from working class towns Born in the North, die in the north We’re working class folk from northern towns Born in the North, die in the north We’re working class folk from working class towns
