I came to folk music via the Kingston Trio and Peter, Paul & Mary, the pop end of a spectrum that you can hear in its raw, weird and infinitely various glory on the Harry Smith Anthology included in this crate. I’m partial to the Greenwich Village scene that drew Bob Dylan to New York. By the end of the sixties, most of what I loved in folk had become so deeply embedded in rock that there wasn’t really a point to making distinctions. Robert Cantwell’s When We Were Good tells you where it came from.