"Everybody would grab a guitar and listen to somebody else and call themselves a folk singer. When they didn't know no more songs, they'd run out of them"
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McGhee is side-eyeing a whole ecology of wannabe authenticity. The line lands because it sounds casual, even folksy in its grammar, but it cuts with a working musician's precision: folk isn’t a costume you slip on because you bought a guitar and learned three chords. It’s repertoire, lineage, and lived proximity to the music’s sources. His jab at people who “listen to somebody else” points to folk’s eternal paradox: a genre built on borrowing, but also a tradition where borrowing carries obligations - to learn deeply, to credit, to translate a community’s experience rather than just imitate its surface.
The punchline - “When they didn’t know no more songs, they’d run out of them” - is deceptively simple. McGhee isn’t only mocking limited songbooks; he’s calling out a kind of cultural tourism where identity is declared louder than it’s earned. If you’re performing “folk” as a vibe, you eventually hit the ceiling of your own shallow engagement. The audience hears it first: the same few tunes, the same borrowed gestures, the same secondhand feeling.
Context matters. McGhee came up in the blues and folk circuit long before the 1960s boom made “folk singer” a marketable label. By the time coffeehouses and revivalists turned the tradition into a scene, veterans like McGhee had watched newcomers get celebrated for approximations of styles Black artists had been living, refining, and being underpaid for. His intent isn’t gatekeeping for sport; it’s a defense of craft and a quiet indictment of how quickly America confuses consumption with belonging.
The punchline - “When they didn’t know no more songs, they’d run out of them” - is deceptively simple. McGhee isn’t only mocking limited songbooks; he’s calling out a kind of cultural tourism where identity is declared louder than it’s earned. If you’re performing “folk” as a vibe, you eventually hit the ceiling of your own shallow engagement. The audience hears it first: the same few tunes, the same borrowed gestures, the same secondhand feeling.
Context matters. McGhee came up in the blues and folk circuit long before the 1960s boom made “folk singer” a marketable label. By the time coffeehouses and revivalists turned the tradition into a scene, veterans like McGhee had watched newcomers get celebrated for approximations of styles Black artists had been living, refining, and being underpaid for. His intent isn’t gatekeeping for sport; it’s a defense of craft and a quiet indictment of how quickly America confuses consumption with belonging.
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