Rebecca. That’s very sad to read about your mother’s passing away. Do we ever know from day to day, hour to hour and a phone call could ring us with news that could change things for ever? In England we can find it strange. A funeral could take a number of weeks. In Ireland all mainly done inside a few days. They say that in Ireland ‘we do death well.’ I’d find that apparent long wait rather distracting. I hope there’s enough family and siblings to offer support to each other; important. And to keep poor Dad supplied with those blood pressure tablets!
Not very well up on those Autumn rugby internationals. I think the northern hemisphere sides simply square up to their southern counterparts. Is it run as a league? Or just as individual test games?
Hello Christy,
I hope your Vicar Street residency has started with a bang. I think it’s my favourite venue, love those little tables.
Some good new here. My beautiful yew Scottish harp is ready. I’ve been waiting for it for neatly 4 years. Can’t wait to get my hands on it. It needs a week for the gut strings to bed in before Mark Norris regulates the levers. Then it will be flitting down to its new home in yorkshire, into my caring and grateful arms.
The gig drought is getting pretty wet too. I’ve landed a gig at Halifax Town Hall on 10th December. Two half hour sets for the Mayor’s Christmas Fayre. So lots of honing coming up over the next couple of weeks.
Do we know who won the Autumn Nations, or is it not scored like a league?
Just over. A fantastic finale, “In Your Eyes” and “Biko”. TV volume turned up to max and I sang the song lyrics with them with gusto. They came out for a final curtain call to which I applauded and roared at the TV.
I think way back but uncertain of the time or era, someone on RTE 2 late at night used to play him a lot so I got into his music. He released a string of ‘untitled’ albums. Wallflower is on the ‘second’ untitled abum, 1982. The legends grew about his naming of that fifth album. I think the radio guy told us the story. Wallflower not played tonight. I’m barely familiar with Wallflower while admitting I know his music.
Anyways. There’s tonight’s ‘review’.
Our town featured tonight, TV 9pm news. Some ‘light’. A party promising 100% power generation by solar energy in a few years on sunny days. You do need sunny days however. They know not to promise that sunny weather.
Starting just now, SKY Arts, 9.30. Peter Gabriel live in Athens. Recorded in 1987. When did he sing, write and record that song “Wallflower” which has been talked about in here? I’ll keep track of this and watching. On for an hour-and-half.
My wife and I just honeymooned over in Ireland and unfortunately I didn’t hear of Christy Moore til we were already over there when a musician covered him at a pub and the shows were already sold out. I’ve since binged the catalog and been starting each morning with the Ride On album. Next time we visit I’ll be planning ahead to catch a show, and if an America tours in the future will travel to make sure I don’t miss out on the opportunity.
Go raibh mile maith agat, thank you for your service
Hello Christy,
Please can I thank you and everyone here who sent me such kind messages and thoughts. They all warmed my heart and I’m proud to tag along with such a beautiful group of people.
I’ve been reading the posts about the impossible task of finding a county without its name in a song title.
Got me wondering about Yorkshire songs. I love Dalesman’s litany and I’m going to leave On Ilkley Moor bah’tat exactly where it is. But I wanted to delve a little deeper .
There’s a Smiths song called Suffer Little Children which is about the Moors murders. At the time they happened, Saddleworth Moor was in yorkshire. They’ve moved the boundary now, so it’s not anymore.
Suffer Little Children
The Smiths
Over the moor, take me to the moor
Dig a shallow grave
And I’ll lay me down
Over the moor, take me to the moor
Dig a shallow grave
And I’ll lay me down
Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads
Oh John, you’ll never be a man
And you’ll never see your home again
Oh Manchester, so much to answer for
Edward, see those alluring lights?
Tonight will be your very last night
A woman said: “I know my son is dead”
“I’ll never rest my hands on his sacred head”
Hindley wakes and Hindley says
Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, and says
“Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone”
But fresh lilaced moorland fields
Cannot hide the stolid stench of death
Fresh lilaced moorland fields
Cannot hide the stolid stench of death
Hindley wakes and says
Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, and says
“Oh, whatever he has done, I have done”
But this is no easy ride
For a child cries
Oh, find me, find me, nothing more
We are on a sullen misty moor
We may be dead and we may be gone
But we will be, we will be, we will be, right by your side
Until the day you die
This is no easy ride
We will haunt you when you laugh
Yes, you could say we’re a team
You might sleep
You might sleep
You might sleep
But you will never dream
Oh, you might sleep
But you will never dream
You might sleep
But you will never dream
Oh Manchester, so much to answer for
Oh Manchester, so much to answer for
Oh, find me, find me
Find me
I’ll haunt you when you laugh
Oh, I’ll haunt you when you laugh
You might sleep
But you will never dream
Oh
Oh, over the moors, I’m on the moor
Oh, over the moor
Oh, the child is on the moor
Songwriters: Steven Morrissey / Johnny Marr
Rebecca
Christy's reply
so many great Yorkshire songs..from The WATERSONS, Derek & Dorothy Elliot, Dave Burland,Swan Arcade,Tony Capstick,Jill Pidd,Jim Potter, to name but a few Yorkshire singers encountered from ’66-’72….great clubs too….
Our neighbours sent young squaddies on the water
Hey Geordie, don’t be afraid to die
In camouflage they dreamt of darlin’ bairns and hinny
On the watchtower overlooking Aughnacloy
Down Dublin Road, young Aidan McAnespie
Was walking to the football field to play
On Downtown Radio a news flash
Karen Livingstone has just been blown away
Well finally managed to arrange being back in Dublin at a time when you’re playing! Very excited to have snagged tickets to your March 25th. gig!
We’ll be the best back up singers there 🤣
And yes, that house was tricky to find. I had to ask a local man for help, and he took me right to it. Once I said that you had bought it from us, he knew exactly which house I was talking about.
See ya in March 🥳
Christy's reply
you’ll need to be in good voice top top the regulars at the NCH
Hello Christy,
I was at your concert at Carrickdale on november 11th and want to thank you for an amazing evening! It was my first time seeing you live and it was absolutely fantastic. I only discovered your music last year but have been wanting to see you ever since.. I especially loved your bodhrán songs and Black is the colour!
My sister Mira was supposed to join, but wasn’t feeling well and couldn’t be there this time. But we’re definitely trying again in the future!
Also, thank you to both Hilary and Paddy for their incredible kindness and warmth.
Thank you so much for a magical night, and we’ll definitely be back for another gig,
Greetings from the Netherlands and take care!
Ellen (and Mira)
Christy's reply
when I look back over 55 years of clubs,bars,concert halls..there have been thousands of gigs in a broad assortment of venues…very few have negative connotations…the Carrickdale has been the scene of many great nights over the last decade….the recent two gigs there were outstanding for our crew…the songs blended, the voice held up .the guitars and bodhrán behaved impeccably, the reverb and acoustics blended perfectly, the sound sparkled, the lights sparkled and the audience rose to the occasion..such silence for the quiet songs such vociferous harmonising when the opportunity presented…it felt like everyone knew precisely what they came to hear and celebrated joyously when they heard it….thank you for your Netherland feedback and Dublin greetings to you both
Enjoying the re-release of Celtic Folkweave here this morning. Been going down a bit of a DADGAD rabbit hole too. Hope yer well Christy, enjoy the run of Dublin gigs, Dylan
How’s it going there, Christy? Andy and you have bonded well….good to hear him sing with you. Is your son a professional singer too? I will see you in concert when my Diazepam and Paranoia have calmed down. Nobody, not me, knows what lies beneath 30 years of Benzos. Sorry, for getting you wrong the other day. I worried about you. Yes, keep my heart off my sleeve… but I can’t Christy…it’s my nature!
Here’s one for you and all, “A Londoner, a Lancashire man, a Yorkshire man and an Irishman are all facing the firing squad. The Captain says “You can all choose one TV programme each, for all to watch before you die.” The Cockney chooses Eastenders, the Lancashire man chooses Coronation Street and the Yorkshire man chooses Emmerdale. The Irishman says “Can you shoot me first?”
My condolences on your loss Rebeccah. I lost my own mum at 93, in April. We know it’s coming, but nothing quite prepares us for it. I think your dads brain-flip will become part of your family’s lore. Sadness, laughter, absurdity, it’s all part of the grieving process. Remember and appreciate the good times. Séamus
It’s a county not represented in song.
You’ve named three plus the first line of another song.
I wonder? Is every county named in a song? Trying to think of some county that’s *not* mentioned in a song.
Look what you started P.
Christy's reply
“there ‘s one fair county in Ireland,Longford Westmeath and Roscommon”…
Ed..this is the first line of a (unfinished )song that Eoghan O’Neill always sang at Moving Hearts Soundchecks over 40 years ago…as only this line exists ( to the best of my knowledge) perhaps it should not be considered as part of the conundrum that Patsy has introduced to our unsteady platform…
I’m thinking of Athlone as I write this…all the gigs over the years….O’Brien’s pub in Irishtown went on for a few days..The Grove out the Galway Rd was barely attended..I was on 50% of the door and got 17/6..the Cinema at the bridge (The Ritz) was dramatic one night…The Dean Crowe memorable in 1972 ..even more so in 2022..thinking of my famile name which came from Kilkenny to Athlone then on to Newbridge (via Bianconi, Athlone, Barronstown and Newbridge)..
Rebecca. That’s very sad to read about your mother’s passing away. Do we ever know from day to day, hour to hour and a phone call could ring us with news that could change things for ever? In England we can find it strange. A funeral could take a number of weeks. In Ireland all mainly done inside a few days. They say that in Ireland ‘we do death well.’ I’d find that apparent long wait rather distracting. I hope there’s enough family and siblings to offer support to each other; important. And to keep poor Dad supplied with those blood pressure tablets!
Not very well up on those Autumn rugby internationals. I think the northern hemisphere sides simply square up to their southern counterparts. Is it run as a league? Or just as individual test games?
Hello Christy,
I hope your Vicar Street residency has started with a bang. I think it’s my favourite venue, love those little tables.
Some good new here. My beautiful yew Scottish harp is ready. I’ve been waiting for it for neatly 4 years. Can’t wait to get my hands on it. It needs a week for the gut strings to bed in before Mark Norris regulates the levers. Then it will be flitting down to its new home in yorkshire, into my caring and grateful arms.
The gig drought is getting pretty wet too. I’ve landed a gig at Halifax Town Hall on 10th December. Two half hour sets for the Mayor’s Christmas Fayre. So lots of honing coming up over the next couple of weeks.
Do we know who won the Autumn Nations, or is it not scored like a league?
Rebecca
Just over. A fantastic finale, “In Your Eyes” and “Biko”. TV volume turned up to max and I sang the song lyrics with them with gusto. They came out for a final curtain call to which I applauded and roared at the TV.
I think way back but uncertain of the time or era, someone on RTE 2 late at night used to play him a lot so I got into his music. He released a string of ‘untitled’ albums. Wallflower is on the ‘second’ untitled abum, 1982. The legends grew about his naming of that fifth album. I think the radio guy told us the story. Wallflower not played tonight. I’m barely familiar with Wallflower while admitting I know his music.
Anyways. There’s tonight’s ‘review’.
a night well spent Ed
Our town featured tonight, TV 9pm news. Some ‘light’. A party promising 100% power generation by solar energy in a few years on sunny days. You do need sunny days however. They know not to promise that sunny weather.
Starting just now, SKY Arts, 9.30. Peter Gabriel live in Athens. Recorded in 1987. When did he sing, write and record that song “Wallflower” which has been talked about in here? I’ll keep track of this and watching. On for an hour-and-half.
A chara comrades,
My wife and I just honeymooned over in Ireland and unfortunately I didn’t hear of Christy Moore til we were already over there when a musician covered him at a pub and the shows were already sold out. I’ve since binged the catalog and been starting each morning with the Ride On album. Next time we visit I’ll be planning ahead to catch a show, and if an America tours in the future will travel to make sure I don’t miss out on the opportunity.
Go raibh mile maith agat, thank you for your service
fáite romhat
Sending my condolences to you and your family on your loss, Rebecca.
Hello Christy,
Please can I thank you and everyone here who sent me such kind messages and thoughts. They all warmed my heart and I’m proud to tag along with such a beautiful group of people.
I’ve been reading the posts about the impossible task of finding a county without its name in a song title.
Got me wondering about Yorkshire songs. I love Dalesman’s litany and I’m going to leave On Ilkley Moor bah’tat exactly where it is. But I wanted to delve a little deeper .
There’s a Smiths song called Suffer Little Children which is about the Moors murders. At the time they happened, Saddleworth Moor was in yorkshire. They’ve moved the boundary now, so it’s not anymore.
Suffer Little Children
The Smiths
Over the moor, take me to the moor
Dig a shallow grave
And I’ll lay me down
Over the moor, take me to the moor
Dig a shallow grave
And I’ll lay me down
Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads
Oh John, you’ll never be a man
And you’ll never see your home again
Oh Manchester, so much to answer for
Edward, see those alluring lights?
Tonight will be your very last night
A woman said: “I know my son is dead”
“I’ll never rest my hands on his sacred head”
Hindley wakes and Hindley says
Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, and says
“Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone”
But fresh lilaced moorland fields
Cannot hide the stolid stench of death
Fresh lilaced moorland fields
Cannot hide the stolid stench of death
Hindley wakes and says
Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, and says
“Oh, whatever he has done, I have done”
But this is no easy ride
For a child cries
Oh, find me, find me, nothing more
We are on a sullen misty moor
We may be dead and we may be gone
But we will be, we will be, we will be, right by your side
Until the day you die
This is no easy ride
We will haunt you when you laugh
Yes, you could say we’re a team
You might sleep
You might sleep
You might sleep
But you will never dream
Oh, you might sleep
But you will never dream
You might sleep
But you will never dream
Oh Manchester, so much to answer for
Oh Manchester, so much to answer for
Oh, find me, find me
Find me
I’ll haunt you when you laugh
Oh, I’ll haunt you when you laugh
You might sleep
But you will never dream
Oh
Oh, over the moors, I’m on the moor
Oh, over the moor
Oh, the child is on the moor
Songwriters: Steven Morrissey / Johnny Marr
Rebecca
so many great Yorkshire songs..from The WATERSONS, Derek & Dorothy Elliot, Dave Burland,Swan Arcade,Tony Capstick,Jill Pidd,Jim Potter, to name but a few Yorkshire singers encountered from ’66-’72….great clubs too….
Christy
Our neighbours sent young squaddies on the water
Hey Geordie, don’t be afraid to die
In camouflage they dreamt of darlin’ bairns and hinny
On the watchtower overlooking Aughnacloy
Down Dublin Road, young Aidan McAnespie
Was walking to the football field to play
On Downtown Radio a news flash
Karen Livingstone has just been blown away
Rory
Well finally managed to arrange being back in Dublin at a time when you’re playing! Very excited to have snagged tickets to your March 25th. gig!
We’ll be the best back up singers there 🤣
And yes, that house was tricky to find. I had to ask a local man for help, and he took me right to it. Once I said that you had bought it from us, he knew exactly which house I was talking about.
See ya in March 🥳
you’ll need to be in good voice top top the regulars at the NCH
Hello Christy,
I was at your concert at Carrickdale on november 11th and want to thank you for an amazing evening! It was my first time seeing you live and it was absolutely fantastic. I only discovered your music last year but have been wanting to see you ever since.. I especially loved your bodhrán songs and Black is the colour!
My sister Mira was supposed to join, but wasn’t feeling well and couldn’t be there this time. But we’re definitely trying again in the future!
Also, thank you to both Hilary and Paddy for their incredible kindness and warmth.
Thank you so much for a magical night, and we’ll definitely be back for another gig,
Greetings from the Netherlands and take care!
Ellen (and Mira)
when I look back over 55 years of clubs,bars,concert halls..there have been thousands of gigs in a broad assortment of venues…very few have negative connotations…the Carrickdale has been the scene of many great nights over the last decade….the recent two gigs there were outstanding for our crew…the songs blended, the voice held up .the guitars and bodhrán behaved impeccably, the reverb and acoustics blended perfectly, the sound sparkled, the lights sparkled and the audience rose to the occasion..such silence for the quiet songs such vociferous harmonising when the opportunity presented…it felt like everyone knew precisely what they came to hear and celebrated joyously when they heard it….thank you for your Netherland feedback and Dublin greetings to you both
That’s two songs. An amalgam of two different songs. We’ll have to educate Eoghan.
its neither two songs or an amalgam….I vote for Eoghan to be the eduacator
My condolences on your loss, Rebecca.
Hi Christy, hope you’re keeping well, enjoyed your ITMA interview, thought I’d send you a new one , enjoy! https://www.instagram.com/reel/CiDtzpWsoTP/?igshid=MDJmNzVkMjY=
Enjoying the re-release of Celtic Folkweave here this morning. Been going down a bit of a DADGAD rabbit hole too. Hope yer well Christy, enjoy the run of Dublin gigs, Dylan
My condolences to Rebecca on the loss of your mother. May she rest in peace and may your memories sustain you, be kind to yourself. H
How’s it going there, Christy? Andy and you have bonded well….good to hear him sing with you. Is your son a professional singer too? I will see you in concert when my Diazepam and Paranoia have calmed down. Nobody, not me, knows what lies beneath 30 years of Benzos. Sorry, for getting you wrong the other day. I worried about you. Yes, keep my heart off my sleeve… but I can’t Christy…it’s my nature!
Here’s one for you and all, “A Londoner, a Lancashire man, a Yorkshire man and an Irishman are all facing the firing squad. The Captain says “You can all choose one TV programme each, for all to watch before you die.” The Cockney chooses Eastenders, the Lancashire man chooses Coronation Street and the Yorkshire man chooses Emmerdale. The Irishman says “Can you shoot me first?”
My condolences on your loss Rebeccah. I lost my own mum at 93, in April. We know it’s coming, but nothing quite prepares us for it. I think your dads brain-flip will become part of your family’s lore. Sadness, laughter, absurdity, it’s all part of the grieving process. Remember and appreciate the good times. Séamus
Patsy
I’ld be shocked and stunned if there’s a county left
without its name in the title of a song. It’s a dirty old day
so it will pass the time.
It’s a county not represented in song.
You’ve named three plus the first line of another song.
I wonder? Is every county named in a song? Trying to think of some county that’s *not* mentioned in a song.
Look what you started P.
“there ‘s one fair county in Ireland,Longford Westmeath and Roscommon”…
Ed..this is the first line of a (unfinished )song that Eoghan O’Neill always sang at Moving Hearts Soundchecks over 40 years ago…as only this line exists ( to the best of my knowledge) perhaps it should not be considered as part of the conundrum that Patsy has introduced to our unsteady platform…
I’m thinking of Athlone as I write this…all the gigs over the years….O’Brien’s pub in Irishtown went on for a few days..The Grove out the Galway Rd was barely attended..I was on 50% of the door and got 17/6..the Cinema at the bridge (The Ritz) was dramatic one night…The Dean Crowe memorable in 1972 ..even more so in 2022..thinking of my famile name which came from Kilkenny to Athlone then on to Newbridge (via Bianconi, Athlone, Barronstown and Newbridge)..