Matt McGinn's view of folk in Glasgow during his life-time is unsurpassed. His pawky, sharp-eyed vignettes (Bingo Bella, Gallowgate Calypso)don't present a cosy picture of the City, but are funny rather than cruel because of the affection that comes through. No matter how often I listen, these and many of his other songs (Dundee Ghost, Rob Rot McGregor) make me laugh out loud. A few of the songs are not brilliant (Little ticks of Time) and one or two, like (the Road to Aldermarston) might mean little to people any more, but most reflect his genius. Coorie Doon is still as touching as the first time I heard him sing it.