Hayseed Dixie in a field in Oxfordshire; less beards and more tie dye than I might have anticipated. With a banjo and a fiddle the yeehawing begins. It’s impossible to be unhappy listening.
They open with a cover of ‘Dirty Deeds’ which is improved by the hillbilly twangs, unselfconscious harmonies and wry humour. We’re informed that the four ingredients needed to make any song good are drinking, cheating, killing and Hell.
Somehow they manage to turn a cover of ‘You Shook Me All Night Long’ into a mournful ballad.
Sleepy with joy and beer and ciabatta I loll in the grass drinking them in. Their cover of ‘Walk This Way’ is particularly brilliant and ‘Ace of Spades’ lends itself so well to the genre.
They close their set with a sermon about the impossibilities of monogamy, followed by statistical analysis of who in the field is actually faithful and then they play ‘I’m Keeping Your Poop in a Jar’. Which is mercilessly funny.
The crowd hollers back anything said from that point on.