This past weekend, I drove from my home in northeastern Maryland to Beacon, New York (240 miles one-way) to see Le Vent du Nord (Northwind) in concert. They were magnificent, and well-worth the effort and expense it took to see them.
The first time I saw them, almost 20 years ago, I took my brother with me. Upon hearing them, he asked what they were singing? (Our high-school French left us years ago.) I told him I didn't know and didn't care...and I still don't.
Their enthusiasm and joy is just infectious...here they are from the 2017 Shrewsbury Folk Festival in England...