I am eternally supportive of human beings using the resources they have to build art and community. Sometimes 'art and community' looks like a jitterbug. I study folk instruments of all eras and all places, even the janky ones. Janky is often shorthand for 'built with ingenuity under great constraints'. I respect the master craftsfolk everywhere who turn a box/jar/bowl/container/etc/etc upside down to play the drums. I respect the master craftsfolk everywhere who hand-carve rock maple collected over the course of several years to form the non-warping body of a masterpiece.
From the earliest humans building lithophones (some rocks have resonance and can chime like bells!) to the latest humans building 3-D printed recorders, folk instruments are beautiful. Often, the only line between 'folk' instrument and 'real' (hah) instrument is the socioeconomic class of the craftsfolk. A nyckelharpa does not make inferior music to a harp. A mountain dulcimer player is not less of an artist than a violinist.

A didgeridoo would *fuck* as the bass in Aborigini-futurist technical metal.