Takes me back to my lefty nonconformist music loving youth a mere 50 or more years ago.
Used to love those boozy folk singing nights .. no drugs though, if you excuse alcohol & tobacco.
Then there were the folksie Sunday nights in the old gun emplacements in Darwin during the cyclone Tracey restoration, with a procession of Irish folk singers doing their thing .. with that distinctive aroma wafting over the audience.
