Many years ago, 1969 I think, a young gentleman stumbled into Cecil Sharp House, home of EFDSS.
In the shop he selected a disk of the vinyl variety recorded by The Watersons and, as you could in those days, he asked for a demonstration.
The kind retail assistant complied.
She wound up a machine and carefully applied diamond stylus to rotating device.
The adenoidal output was excruciating.
It posed a health-threat to the tympanic membranes.
Discerning shopper screwed up his face, holding hands to his ears.
Assistant, before vacating the room, smiled and said, “Yes, it’s an acquired taste, isn’t it?”
Forty years on, the taste is acquired, and that buxom employee of EFDSS remains a fond and distant memory.