I don't know about you Nexians but I have a soft-spot for Irish folk-music with a contemplative and rebellious flavor, and my favorite by far is this band called Mcdermotts 2 Hours.I had the privilege of seeing them live several years ago fuelled by a little MDMA and 1.75g hashish and it was an emotional experience.The lyricist Nick Burbridge is to my ear a poet of some ability.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QQOb2GPR-DAThe other tracks listed are pretty special too, especially The Old Mans Retreat.
I am paranoid of my brain. It thinks all the time, even when I'm asleep. My thoughts assail me. Murderous lechers they are. Thought is the assassin of thought. Like a man stabbing himself with one hand while the other hand tries to stop the blade. Like an explosion that destroys the detonator. I am paranoid of my brain. It makes me unsettled and ill at ease. Makes me chase my tail, freezes my eyes and shuts me down. Watches me. Eats my head. It destroys me.