Hello Christy,
You’ve got a good set of chords there.
Playing in modes should work fine.
A Aeolian is the scales of all white notes starting on an A. It uses the Am chord and then borrows its other chords from C major.
So the chords you use are Am, F and G.
You sometimes get a C chord turning up as well.
Dorian is a bit more complicated with the chords you’ve got, but it’s still doable.
We usually think of dorian as a scale of all white notes starting on a D.
With the chords you’ve got we need to move it into A to make it work.
So it’s a scale starting on A.
A, B, C, D, E, FSHARP, G, A
Again, it borrows it’s chords from the major scale. We’ve moved it to A, so the major scale we’re borrowing from is G.
Chords for A dorian are Am, G and D. C and Em turn up too.
I think I’ve got all this right. It screws with your head. Easier when you’re sitting at a piano and you can see it. Not so easy lying in bed.
Rebecca
Christy's reply
I’m missing the B and F sharp….I think I have 9 or 11 chords (nor can I bar)…..last night I played 26 songs across 7 or 8 chords….I had terrible guitar hang-ups for 40 years…since then I’ve gained a comfortable acceptance of my guitar-playing shortcomings….I seek to make do with the wonderful gifts bestowed upon me by life’s experience….sometimes when trying to cover a song sent me I will have to nudge a melody towards the chord I can play… currently I’m seeking to cover a brilliant song sent me but I’m missing a vital chord…but I’ll not be giving up…..same with other writers lyrics…I take chances and liberties…99% of the time with the generous permission of the authors ( never forgetting that other 1%)
I dwell on the corner of Aeolian and Dorian streets next door to an old fashioned grocery shop with a vegan victualler across the street from my old newsagent who still takes The Morning Star ….we got a nearby petrol station that still gives free air and water…the local GP said to me last week….”you gotta die of somethin”
Kidnappers warned, leave the balladeer out of it. Fáilte go dtí an Cabhán. If the Sat nav brings you down Farnham Street, you’ll see the former residence of Percy French. On Main Street you’ll see the gallant John Joe (cast iron version) holding SAM aloft. Have a great gig! Kev
Christy's reply
just landed back in here to Seanie Q’s….the place is leppin…theres honeymooners here from sweet Stradone,…..Golden Anniversaries from Lavey, First Holy Communineers from Ballinagh,listeners in from USA,OZ, The Kingdom, Rebels on the run from irate partners,journos from Sligo, Hurlers from the Ditches of deepest bognia,spoiled priests and their housekeepers, 2 jockeys who cant make weight,Bob Dylan’s ex drummer and a third cousin of Charlie Pride on her way to Knock… we pulled into Belturbet and filled up with red and made an emergency stop on a lay-by near Grouse Hall….I’ve always loved crossing the border into Cavan…its a sweet and beautiful County and always welcoming to the travelling balladeer….I’ve played Tierworker, Crossakiel, Ballinagh, Belturbet, Virginia,Cootehill, Lavey and Cavan itself over the years and Excuse me if I’m leaving a few venues out…Kingscourt, Swanlinbar,Baileborough….
“O to be in Dún na Rí with a sweetheart I once knew” (Eilish Farrelly)
Well Christy the concert season is well underway, six in the bag already for this year. Steve Earle, Legend (Bob Marely tribute band), Lankum, Deaf School (Liverpool band) some fella called Christy Moore and Laura Cantrell (Nashville singer/songwriter). The music might keep the spirits high but it also keeps the bank balance low, but you’ve got to get out there and support live music. Looking forward to seeing you sporting the dreads, you can’t beat ‘the gargle and the ganja’.
Christy's reply
you’re on the ball there John…you “cant beat the gargle and the ganja” ,but sure as hell, they can beat you….don’t get me wrong John, nothin wrong with a good drink and a sweet spliff..until it gets in on you…its a pure hoor when it gets in on you….
lovely to read the diversity of your chosen sounds….
my dreads are very slow emerging..I think I may have ingrowing hair on my dome…its sprouts profusely from ears nostrils and eyebrows but not a feckin sign of a hair where badly needed ….
Hello Christy,
Well, me and Aenfus are wandering happily along together. I’m loving the combination of words tune and chords. You know that bit where the tune draws itself long on one note
And walk among long dappled grass
And a the chords change beneath it
It’s magical.
I love it.
Got to agree with what’s said in Adventures in Wonderland
For me your gigs are somewhere between a meeting of minds and a masterclass, always both and usually more.
I’ve seen and heard lots of music.
All genres, opera to pop.
Usually the thing feels like something very theatrical and set.
i guess that’s why it’s called a set.
It’s kind pre-ordained.
I’ve learnt more in the 5 years listening to you than in all my other 45.
And not using music seems to be a key to the magic.
It’s frees it to be what it is, something so alive with more.
Aengus is such a good thing to work with to explore this.
The phrases behave like elastic.
It’s a joy to sing.
Rebecca
Christy's reply
It all began with The Jug of Punch…C and G7…. then came The Bard of Armagh…gradually the F,G and Am were achieved…High Germany, Sam Hall,then G,D,C and Em came my way….when I heard Joan Baez finger pickin.. the day job was done….I left Ballyhaunis and set out for Shepherds Bush
Hi Hilary,
Good call with Paul Charles book – Adventures In Wonderland.
He has The Christy Man joint first in his list
of top 20 favourite live acts and I quote
“Christy Moore was brilliant when I first met him and he’s got better ever since. Every concert he does is a truly precious, joyous experience: a very organic, living thing.
His approach is similar to the jazz greats in
that he never does a repeat performance.
In fact, when he starts the gig, he doesn’t
know where it’s going to go. And so, he’ll
occasionally ask the audience to forgive him if he doesn’t chat for a few songs, until
he sees where he is heading with the gig.
Audiences are cool with that. Christy has
given them every reason to trust him, and
they do. His fans have taken him to their
hearts forever, because he is the real deal.
You’d be surprised how seldom you can
say that with absolute conviction…”
Nice bit about Tom Waits in it too and he does come across as a top bloke.
Tabhair aire
Bourkey
Christy's reply
“Be The Honey” said Joe Dowling in Prosperous circa 1963
Christy news on the 100 CDs reached kilmarnock today.
Send on the outtakes, send on the outtakes, and singer C obliged ( not in any way to under play the heartfelt song of the 2 Devines and Breslin).
The aforementioned song being just another shining example of what lies , occasionally upturned, in the vaults of the Box Set, there is history in those discs .
I admire the way that irish ‘historical events’ are enshrined in music at various places on the drift through the Box, particularly recent ones for this post at least….the blanket, on the bridge etc will we hear them at a gig again, who knows.
Rory
Hello Christy,
Woodstock backstage sounds like a good place to be. Dreams or real, who cares, as long as the muse turns up withe songs. Last night I was out adventuring with a woman called Selina that I met on Facebook (very glamorous with glittery eyeshadow) , and a friend from junior school (Jane) who wore a long purple and turquoise cape. Like living lots of lives but without the same time constraints and physics getting in the way.
No wonder your Latin is good, you actually passed an exam in it.
I learnt the music side of the mass in Manchester, but it was all very academic. It wasn’t till I got home to the choir in church when in all fell into place and I realised what each bit was for.
Did you ever sing any Pallestrina?
Wandering Aengus turned up and took over all my practice yesterday. You know that bit when you start with a song for the first time, and you start to feel the purity and shape of it, and then how it fits together.
CM
2 root canals.. that sounds painful…hope you have healed well?
Dadó bearna tells of a lad in the town that pulled teeth with his fingers.There was an enquiry into him. They failed to trick him by mixing animal and human teeth up.Dadó says he passed 50 years ago .
Carrying a donkeys tooth around cures tooth ache. I’ll send one on!
Shove a frog in your gob and make a sign of a cross on the tooth is another cure.
Sometimes I wonder how the heck do those cures start?
The cuckoo is flat making a racket oíche agus ló..”They say shes lazy because she don’t build a nest.. not lazy when it comes to noise! “In June she changes her tune” Time for her to go.Yesterday I saw a poor starling half killed drawing food to a monster baby cuckoo.
I’m tearing into the leaving cert on Wednesday.
At mass the priest said its not OK to ask God for help and not open a book.I wonder is he right.?
We have two priests now, and a nun.Priest 1 is one of the youngest priests in Ireland ..he has a theme tune ..intro and outro..Priest 2 is back from the missions ,hype guy.Hes on the alter raising his arms like he’s herding cattle encouraging us to pray and sing loud.
As for the returned nun she’s a nice woman ..sin scéal eile ..for another day.
Slán go fóil CS 😎
Christy's reply
I Wish You well CS…that your hopes and aspirations be fulfilled…
I seldom feel pity for Starlings but your report on thon Cuckoo is a sad tale…also reminds me of Mick Curry’s song “Lawless”….good to have the Nun in the parish ….before too long there it will be the Parish Priestess, and not a moment too soon,,,some of them bucks have ruled the roost for far too long…..
A lot of those ancient cures were developed way back in olden times….not so sure about the Donkey’s tooth or a frog in the gob…but before the Chemist shop arrived our ancestors had manys the cure for their ailments….Scientists have yet to figure some of them out….
in 1963 scraped thru thon Leaving Cert…..3rd level was not an option and “points” had not arrived…I think I got 5 passes but failed History and Science…..got Irish,English,Latin,Maths and Geography across the line (I took no “Honours” papers)….I was working in England when the results came in and I came home to do exams for both The National Bank and The Cadets….that resulted in a 3 year slog before I found my true vocation in 1966….I went “back over” to serve my apprentice-ship ….6 years learning before returning to play with good Planxty companeros….
Best of luck to you CS..keep us posted…best too to RS agus do Mháthair Cait
Then there was the Buddhist monk who was getting root canal work and refused an anesthetic.
He wanted to transcend dental medication.
Christy's reply
I likes it Bourkey
not forgetting them who “had ’em all out-and-in on the one day” (clackety-clack,dont look back)
and they’d be there in the jam jar every morning, smiling away and ready for action..
not to forget all those good folk who made do with the gums that god left them
That’s a Tommy Cooper gag Christy. The dentist to avoid attending is a trade union dentist, that’s the dentist who will declare: “one out; all out.”
(Ah, tis a summer bank holiday…..)
There’s a few pics, in the, gallery showing the notes you use to remind you of the shape of songs.
I’m working my way towards my version, big words, few chords. I’ve never found music notation any good, it seems pointless.
Funny how some songs are so easy to remember. Musgrave somehow just flows (apart from that one time when I killed off the wrong guy by mistake), wishful thinking?
I’ve been listening to this
The Song of Wandering Aengus
BY W B YEATS
I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.
When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And someone called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.
Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done,
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.
Rebecca
Christy's reply
I first heard this backstage at Woodstock when I had a wee session with Richie Havens..the tune is from Judy Collins…met Judy at The Sage in Gateshead a few years back when we both gigged there on the same night….met Jim Irvine afterwards and we reminisced upon canny nights in Southshields with The Marsden Rattlers…..what a fun loving Band they were …and their Folk Club was an outstanding one to play…heard Bob Davenport there once , Planxty played it in ’72 …I loved all those North East Bands The Rattlers, The Ranters, The Fettlers, Hedgehog Pie….I followed the Blue Star to manys the fulfilling destination
Here’s hoping the tooth doctors have some good bone and tissue to work with, Christie. Fluids and proteins to help the old macrophages do their job and carry debris away from the jaw. Liquid Tylenol is terrific stuff. I’ll think of a song tie-in after I submit.
Christy's reply
sez he “your teeth are perfect but your gums will have to come out”….
he tore into me like a miner in the Yukon…job done , he sang me a lovely version of “Bright Blue Rose”
What is King Charles favourite tipple?
The Greene King’s Real Ale.
Where does King Charles go on holiday?
The Highlands, to lie on a soft heather bed with Camilla.
Why does the Irish ballad singer, Christy Moore, play at the Glastonbury Festival?
It’s the only place outside of Kildare where you can guarantee it will piss down and where there is plenty of Weed to share with the sheep and off-duty pigs.
What makes a good punch line?
A knockout blow job!
Hi Christy, Have you recovered from your fear of dentists and of meeting McGregor down a back alley? Where did you play in Malvern in 1968? Was it THe Nags Head? A small group of folkies played there including me on the Bodhran or voicebox. Have you ever dabbled with the Benzos? I am down from 40 mg to 7 mg and it has been a tough, long road to be benzo-free. I will get there, Christy. Now, we’re in the festival season here and the fleas are eating me alive…here are a sample of my new jokes to be released later this year. Enjoy…
Where does King Charles go on holiday?
The Highlands, to lie on a soft heather bed with Camilla.
Why does the Irish ballad singer, Christy Moore, play at the Glastonbury Festival?
It’s the only place outside of Kildare where you can guarantee it will piss down and where there is plenty of Weed to share with the sheep and the off-duty pigs
Jaysus Christy, Two root canal extractions.
Hope you have a good tooth doctor.
Last time I had to go, it must have been their first time out
And I was their first patient – the horror,the horror
Anyway the fine weather is here for another week with the Munster final to come. H’on The Banner.
Christy's reply
You’re bringin me back Bourkey,
I was 14….there was ice on the hand-ball alley
we developed a deadly slide
we’d run across the gravel and launch onto the ball alley slide…
hobnail boots
I was hurtling along when Tex (…..) shoved me
I went into the end wall teeth first
Tex thought it was hilarious
but my three front teeth were gone
thats when my boyhood fear of dentists commenced
I met Tex 50 years later
I never mentioned it
I still liked him
Hello Christy,
Never stopping, that’s the way to do it.
I’m working my fingers off getting down to brass tacks with Dalesman’s Litany. It’s my only song that cries out for a Yorkshire accent.
Yesterday it was all harping away. I’m singing the thing quite fast and I want 4 notes on the harp to every syllable. It sounds like a train when it works. Love it.
Listened to a new album yesterday, new to me, it’s from 1974. Celtic Folk weave. Was this before Planxty. It needed a bit of red blood flowing through its veins. Folk music needs passion of many different kinds.
Rebecca
Christy's reply
theres no better accent than any one of those lovely Yorkshire tones…deepest Hull perhaps my favourite
Hello Christy,
You’ve got a good set of chords there.
Playing in modes should work fine.
A Aeolian is the scales of all white notes starting on an A. It uses the Am chord and then borrows its other chords from C major.
So the chords you use are Am, F and G.
You sometimes get a C chord turning up as well.
Dorian is a bit more complicated with the chords you’ve got, but it’s still doable.
We usually think of dorian as a scale of all white notes starting on a D.
With the chords you’ve got we need to move it into A to make it work.
So it’s a scale starting on A.
A, B, C, D, E, FSHARP, G, A
Again, it borrows it’s chords from the major scale. We’ve moved it to A, so the major scale we’re borrowing from is G.
Chords for A dorian are Am, G and D. C and Em turn up too.
I think I’ve got all this right. It screws with your head. Easier when you’re sitting at a piano and you can see it. Not so easy lying in bed.
Rebecca
I’m missing the B and F sharp….I think I have 9 or 11 chords (nor can I bar)…..last night I played 26 songs across 7 or 8 chords….I had terrible guitar hang-ups for 40 years…since then I’ve gained a comfortable acceptance of my guitar-playing shortcomings….I seek to make do with the wonderful gifts bestowed upon me by life’s experience….sometimes when trying to cover a song sent me I will have to nudge a melody towards the chord I can play… currently I’m seeking to cover a brilliant song sent me but I’m missing a vital chord…but I’ll not be giving up…..same with other writers lyrics…I take chances and liberties…99% of the time with the generous permission of the authors ( never forgetting that other 1%)
I dwell on the corner of Aeolian and Dorian streets next door to an old fashioned grocery shop with a vegan victualler across the street from my old newsagent who still takes The Morning Star ….we got a nearby petrol station that still gives free air and water…the local GP said to me last week….”you gotta die of somethin”
Kidnappers warned, leave the balladeer out of it. Fáilte go dtí an Cabhán. If the Sat nav brings you down Farnham Street, you’ll see the former residence of Percy French. On Main Street you’ll see the gallant John Joe (cast iron version) holding SAM aloft. Have a great gig! Kev
just landed back in here to Seanie Q’s….the place is leppin…theres honeymooners here from sweet Stradone,…..Golden Anniversaries from Lavey, First Holy Communineers from Ballinagh,listeners in from USA,OZ, The Kingdom, Rebels on the run from irate partners,journos from Sligo, Hurlers from the Ditches of deepest bognia,spoiled priests and their housekeepers, 2 jockeys who cant make weight,Bob Dylan’s ex drummer and a third cousin of Charlie Pride on her way to Knock… we pulled into Belturbet and filled up with red and made an emergency stop on a lay-by near Grouse Hall….I’ve always loved crossing the border into Cavan…its a sweet and beautiful County and always welcoming to the travelling balladeer….I’ve played Tierworker, Crossakiel, Ballinagh, Belturbet, Virginia,Cootehill, Lavey and Cavan itself over the years and Excuse me if I’m leaving a few venues out…Kingscourt, Swanlinbar,Baileborough….
“O to be in Dún na Rí with a sweetheart I once knew” (Eilish Farrelly)
Well Christy the concert season is well underway, six in the bag already for this year. Steve Earle, Legend (Bob Marely tribute band), Lankum, Deaf School (Liverpool band) some fella called Christy Moore and Laura Cantrell (Nashville singer/songwriter). The music might keep the spirits high but it also keeps the bank balance low, but you’ve got to get out there and support live music. Looking forward to seeing you sporting the dreads, you can’t beat ‘the gargle and the ganja’.
you’re on the ball there John…you “cant beat the gargle and the ganja” ,but sure as hell, they can beat you….don’t get me wrong John, nothin wrong with a good drink and a sweet spliff..until it gets in on you…its a pure hoor when it gets in on you….
lovely to read the diversity of your chosen sounds….
my dreads are very slow emerging..I think I may have ingrowing hair on my dome…its sprouts profusely from ears nostrils and eyebrows but not a feckin sign of a hair where badly needed ….
Hey Christy ,
Can I give ya a short back and sides in Doolin ? 🤘✂️
I’m going with dreads from now on..a bit of the auld ramalama for the time thats left
Slainte! criostoir.
wishing you well
Hello Christy,
Well, me and Aenfus are wandering happily along together. I’m loving the combination of words tune and chords. You know that bit where the tune draws itself long on one note
And walk among long dappled grass
And a the chords change beneath it
It’s magical.
I love it.
Got to agree with what’s said in Adventures in Wonderland
For me your gigs are somewhere between a meeting of minds and a masterclass, always both and usually more.
I’ve seen and heard lots of music.
All genres, opera to pop.
Usually the thing feels like something very theatrical and set.
i guess that’s why it’s called a set.
It’s kind pre-ordained.
I’ve learnt more in the 5 years listening to you than in all my other 45.
And not using music seems to be a key to the magic.
It’s frees it to be what it is, something so alive with more.
Aengus is such a good thing to work with to explore this.
The phrases behave like elastic.
It’s a joy to sing.
Rebecca
It all began with The Jug of Punch…C and G7…. then came The Bard of Armagh…gradually the F,G and Am were achieved…High Germany, Sam Hall,then G,D,C and Em came my way….when I heard Joan Baez finger pickin.. the day job was done….I left Ballyhaunis and set out for Shepherds Bush
Hi Hilary,
Good call with Paul Charles book – Adventures In Wonderland.
He has The Christy Man joint first in his list
of top 20 favourite live acts and I quote
“Christy Moore was brilliant when I first met him and he’s got better ever since. Every concert he does is a truly precious, joyous experience: a very organic, living thing.
His approach is similar to the jazz greats in
that he never does a repeat performance.
In fact, when he starts the gig, he doesn’t
know where it’s going to go. And so, he’ll
occasionally ask the audience to forgive him if he doesn’t chat for a few songs, until
he sees where he is heading with the gig.
Audiences are cool with that. Christy has
given them every reason to trust him, and
they do. His fans have taken him to their
hearts forever, because he is the real deal.
You’d be surprised how seldom you can
say that with absolute conviction…”
Nice bit about Tom Waits in it too and he does come across as a top bloke.
Tabhair aire
Bourkey
“Be The Honey” said Joe Dowling in Prosperous circa 1963
Críostóir Mo Cara!
Over 100 Compact Discs of out-takes gathering dust! You’ll have to elaborate on this! Throw us a bone will ya! Get ’em out there!
Gipp!
Christy news on the 100 CDs reached kilmarnock today.
Send on the outtakes, send on the outtakes, and singer C obliged ( not in any way to under play the heartfelt song of the 2 Devines and Breslin).
The aforementioned song being just another shining example of what lies , occasionally upturned, in the vaults of the Box Set, there is history in those discs .
I admire the way that irish ‘historical events’ are enshrined in music at various places on the drift through the Box, particularly recent ones for this post at least….the blanket, on the bridge etc will we hear them at a gig again, who knows.
Rory
Hello Christy,
Woodstock backstage sounds like a good place to be. Dreams or real, who cares, as long as the muse turns up withe songs. Last night I was out adventuring with a woman called Selina that I met on Facebook (very glamorous with glittery eyeshadow) , and a friend from junior school (Jane) who wore a long purple and turquoise cape. Like living lots of lives but without the same time constraints and physics getting in the way.
No wonder your Latin is good, you actually passed an exam in it.
I learnt the music side of the mass in Manchester, but it was all very academic. It wasn’t till I got home to the choir in church when in all fell into place and I realised what each bit was for.
Did you ever sing any Pallestrina?
Wandering Aengus turned up and took over all my practice yesterday. You know that bit when you start with a song for the first time, and you start to feel the purity and shape of it, and then how it fits together.
Here’s a blast of Bob Davenport. It’s some voice.
https://youtu.be/NLQdiNgkd7c
Rebecca
CM
2 root canals.. that sounds painful…hope you have healed well?
Dadó bearna tells of a lad in the town that pulled teeth with his fingers.There was an enquiry into him. They failed to trick him by mixing animal and human teeth up.Dadó says he passed 50 years ago .
Carrying a donkeys tooth around cures tooth ache. I’ll send one on!
Shove a frog in your gob and make a sign of a cross on the tooth is another cure.
Sometimes I wonder how the heck do those cures start?
The cuckoo is flat making a racket oíche agus ló..”They say shes lazy because she don’t build a nest.. not lazy when it comes to noise! “In June she changes her tune” Time for her to go.Yesterday I saw a poor starling half killed drawing food to a monster baby cuckoo.
I’m tearing into the leaving cert on Wednesday.
At mass the priest said its not OK to ask God for help and not open a book.I wonder is he right.?
We have two priests now, and a nun.Priest 1 is one of the youngest priests in Ireland ..he has a theme tune ..intro and outro..Priest 2 is back from the missions ,hype guy.Hes on the alter raising his arms like he’s herding cattle encouraging us to pray and sing loud.
As for the returned nun she’s a nice woman ..sin scéal eile ..for another day.
Slán go fóil CS 😎
I Wish You well CS…that your hopes and aspirations be fulfilled…
I seldom feel pity for Starlings but your report on thon Cuckoo is a sad tale…also reminds me of Mick Curry’s song “Lawless”….good to have the Nun in the parish ….before too long there it will be the Parish Priestess, and not a moment too soon,,,some of them bucks have ruled the roost for far too long…..
A lot of those ancient cures were developed way back in olden times….not so sure about the Donkey’s tooth or a frog in the gob…but before the Chemist shop arrived our ancestors had manys the cure for their ailments….Scientists have yet to figure some of them out….
in 1963 scraped thru thon Leaving Cert…..3rd level was not an option and “points” had not arrived…I think I got 5 passes but failed History and Science…..got Irish,English,Latin,Maths and Geography across the line (I took no “Honours” papers)….I was working in England when the results came in and I came home to do exams for both The National Bank and The Cadets….that resulted in a 3 year slog before I found my true vocation in 1966….I went “back over” to serve my apprentice-ship ….6 years learning before returning to play with good Planxty companeros….
Best of luck to you CS..keep us posted…best too to RS agus do Mháthair Cait
Then there was the Buddhist monk who was getting root canal work and refused an anesthetic.
He wanted to transcend dental medication.
I likes it Bourkey
not forgetting them who “had ’em all out-and-in on the one day” (clackety-clack,dont look back)
and they’d be there in the jam jar every morning, smiling away and ready for action..
not to forget all those good folk who made do with the gums that god left them
That’s a Tommy Cooper gag Christy. The dentist to avoid attending is a trade union dentist, that’s the dentist who will declare: “one out; all out.”
(Ah, tis a summer bank holiday…..)
From the “Ride On” album. Great.
Hello Christy,
There’s a few pics, in the, gallery showing the notes you use to remind you of the shape of songs.
I’m working my way towards my version, big words, few chords. I’ve never found music notation any good, it seems pointless.
Funny how some songs are so easy to remember. Musgrave somehow just flows (apart from that one time when I killed off the wrong guy by mistake), wishful thinking?
I’ve been listening to this
The Song of Wandering Aengus
BY W B YEATS
I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.
When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And someone called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.
Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done,
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.
Rebecca
I first heard this backstage at Woodstock when I had a wee session with Richie Havens..the tune is from Judy Collins…met Judy at The Sage in Gateshead a few years back when we both gigged there on the same night….met Jim Irvine afterwards and we reminisced upon canny nights in Southshields with The Marsden Rattlers…..what a fun loving Band they were …and their Folk Club was an outstanding one to play…heard Bob Davenport there once , Planxty played it in ’72 …I loved all those North East Bands The Rattlers, The Ranters, The Fettlers, Hedgehog Pie….I followed the Blue Star to manys the fulfilling destination
Here’s hoping the tooth doctors have some good bone and tissue to work with, Christie. Fluids and proteins to help the old macrophages do their job and carry debris away from the jaw. Liquid Tylenol is terrific stuff. I’ll think of a song tie-in after I submit.
sez he “your teeth are perfect but your gums will have to come out”….
he tore into me like a miner in the Yukon…job done , he sang me a lovely version of “Bright Blue Rose”
What is King Charles favourite tipple?
The Greene King’s Real Ale.
Where does King Charles go on holiday?
The Highlands, to lie on a soft heather bed with Camilla.
Why does the Irish ballad singer, Christy Moore, play at the Glastonbury Festival?
It’s the only place outside of Kildare where you can guarantee it will piss down and where there is plenty of Weed to share with the sheep and off-duty pigs.
What makes a good punch line?
A knockout blow job!
Hi Christy, Have you recovered from your fear of dentists and of meeting McGregor down a back alley? Where did you play in Malvern in 1968? Was it THe Nags Head? A small group of folkies played there including me on the Bodhran or voicebox. Have you ever dabbled with the Benzos? I am down from 40 mg to 7 mg and it has been a tough, long road to be benzo-free. I will get there, Christy. Now, we’re in the festival season here and the fleas are eating me alive…here are a sample of my new jokes to be released later this year. Enjoy…
Where does King Charles go on holiday?
The Highlands, to lie on a soft heather bed with Camilla.
Why does the Irish ballad singer, Christy Moore, play at the Glastonbury Festival?
It’s the only place outside of Kildare where you can guarantee it will piss down and where there is plenty of Weed to share with the sheep and the off-duty pigs
Slan!
ceart go leór Proinsías
Jaysus Christy, Two root canal extractions.
Hope you have a good tooth doctor.
Last time I had to go, it must have been their first time out
And I was their first patient – the horror,the horror
Anyway the fine weather is here for another week with the Munster final to come. H’on The Banner.
You’re bringin me back Bourkey,
I was 14….there was ice on the hand-ball alley
we developed a deadly slide
we’d run across the gravel and launch onto the ball alley slide…
hobnail boots
I was hurtling along when Tex (…..) shoved me
I went into the end wall teeth first
Tex thought it was hilarious
but my three front teeth were gone
thats when my boyhood fear of dentists commenced
I met Tex 50 years later
I never mentioned it
I still liked him
The Hamburg Medley
https://youtu.be/COgD8po3reI
for Rory
Other stuff like this makes it long enough to post, blah blah blah…
30/40 years ago..could have been last week…great audiences in that country..twas the markethalle in Hamburg…
Hello Christy,
Never stopping, that’s the way to do it.
I’m working my fingers off getting down to brass tacks with Dalesman’s Litany. It’s my only song that cries out for a Yorkshire accent.
Yesterday it was all harping away. I’m singing the thing quite fast and I want 4 notes on the harp to every syllable. It sounds like a train when it works. Love it.
Listened to a new album yesterday, new to me, it’s from 1974. Celtic Folk weave. Was this before Planxty. It needed a bit of red blood flowing through its veins. Folk music needs passion of many different kinds.
Rebecca
theres no better accent than any one of those lovely Yorkshire tones…deepest Hull perhaps my favourite