Hello Englishman,
Having lived both sides of the pond a number of times it becomes more obvious to me each time.
By the way, I noted your posted 1972 photograph and I am now fully convinced that you are the chap that I lent five quid to in the White Hart.
You mention Tom Paxton, a real gentlemen but rather 'gone with the weed' in those strange days. Barely make it from the backstage door without guidance until he hit the stage, then magical. If you get a chance to hunt down Tim Buckley's 'Dream Letter - Live in London 1968', its worth a visit. Again, a magical concert recorded live at the Albert Hall, look out for 'Morning Glory', moves the heart to tears even in these craggier days. Thanks to my sister and her numerous paramours we managed to pick up a bassist for him for the event. He flew Transatlantic for a concert at the Albert Hall with half a band ( now that is typical Yankee! He bought Lee Underwood, guitar - Mmmm - nuff said ) but charmed them all, even Paul Robson who rose from the audience after the concert and paid homage to the vocal talent of a kid not yet into his 20's. Good days.
Take care Eman - HS