One of the favoured bands of my misspent youth, New Model Army are generally associated with the anarcho-punk ethic of the 'crusty' or 'new age traveller' movement of the 90s. However, their folky (folkish?), Luddite, ecological and regionalist concerns often give their lyrics an ambiguously conservative, almost blood-and-soil edge. Some examples will follow.
Green and Grey
You used to talk about winners and losers all the time - as if that was all there was
As if we were not of the same blood family, as if we live by different laws
Do you owe so much less to these rain swept hills than you owe to your good self?
Is it true that the world has always got to be something
That seems to happen somewhere else?
For God's sake don't you realise that I still hear that call
Do you think you're so brave just to go running to that which beckons to us all?
Ch: No, not for one second did you look behind you
As you were walking away
Never once did you wish any of us well
Those who had chosen to stay
And if that's what it takes to make it
In the place that you live today
Then I guess you'll never read these letters that I send
From the valleys of the green and the grey