Hi Christy, I know you enjoyed the video that surfaced some years back of John Horgan, the barman in Cork singing ‘Bright Blue Rose’ while serving the customers. Came across this video by accident over the weekend of a man who goes by the name brenthenavigator online, here he is singing “St Brendans Voyage” while sailing on Dingle Bay toward Mt. Brandon.. hope the link works: https://www.instagram.com/p/CtDRuPmIlw5/
Up front and Centre beside the legendary Hillary for without doubt was the gig of the year , from City of Chicago to Spancill Hill you had us all in the palm of your hand in a barn in Doolin . Keep comin Back Christy ….Keep Comin Back !!!
Dick Gaughan a great singer. Betimes on my You Tube sidebar a Dick song or performance looms and it gets an air play.
“No gods (and) Precious Few Heroes” gets an airing. ‘Not cheerful’ but Dick will tell it.
Ohh Lisdoon…Lisdoon ..Lisdoon, Liosdoonvarna..ar fheabhas…GRMMA… An intimate, stand up Festival gig sounds like an oxymoron…but you carried it off…Fair play ! CONGRATS..Beir bua agus beannacht. H
Christy's reply
in the Oxygen Tent now prepping for The Marquee…its all Munster at the moment
Oh , to be in Doolin….. instead just back in from footing the turf….. be worth it in the cold winter nights (that’s what I keep telling myself when staring up the long rows of turf )….
Have a great gig on the West Coast of Clare .
Christy's reply
No meal was ever as good as tea and sangwedges on the bog on a hot summers day
” when they heard the Miltown Bell
the Turfmen paused to pray
Bridie ‘s comin down the meadow field
with the billycans o tae
Nanny’s got the basket on her arm
to feed the hungry men
the Dowling** Girls are on the Bog
in the heat of the mid-day Sun’
* *Our Grandmother Bridie Moore ( nee Dowling) and her Sister, our beloved Grand-Aunty ,Nannie Dowling…. Nannie wwould look into the open-hearth fire at evening and remind us…that fire has not gone out once for over 150 years
Doolin was perfect for us yesterday after noon
1. City of Chicago
2. Viva la Quinte Brigada
3.Lyra McKee
4.North & South of the River
5.Lemon Sevens
6.Ringing The Bell
7.Beeswing
8.Delerium Tremens
9.Johnny Boy
10. Ride On.
11.The Well Below The Valley
12. The Middle of The Island ( for Anne Lovett)
13.On The Mainland
14.Back Home in Derry
15.Matty
16.The Two Conneeleys
17.Ordinary Man
18.Lingo Politico ( into verse of Shovel)
19.Snowflakes
20.Go Move Shift
21. The Pursuit of Farmer Michael Hayes
22.Cliffs of Dooneen ( remembering Liam, Andy & Donal)
23. Lisdoonvarna
24. Spancilhill ( remembering its author,young Michael Considine )
1 hour 40 minutes…
fantastic audience, atmosphere, hospitality, great sense of togetherness between players listeners crew and organizers…home in time for highlights of the Hurling semi- finals
Hello Christy,
I had a wander through the Lyrics section this morning and it led me here.
The Finding of Moses
Zozimus (Michael Moran)
On Egypt’s banks, contagious to the Nile
The auld Pharaoh’s daughter, she went to bathe in style
She took her dip and she came unto the land
And to dry her royal pelt she ran along the strand
A bulrush tripped her whereupon she saw
A smiling babby in a wad of straw
She took him up and says she in accents mild
“Thunderin’ Jayzus girls, but which of yis owns the child!?”
She took him up and she gave a little grin
For she and Moses were standing in their skin,
“Bedad now” says she “it was someone very rude
Left a little baby by the river in his nude.”
She took him to her auld lad sitting on the throne
“Da,” says she, “will you give the boy a home?”
“Bedad now,” says he, “sure I’ve often brought in worse.
Go my darling daughter and get the child a nurse.”
Christy's reply
“O the night before Larry was stretched
the boys they all paid him a visit
a bait in their bags too they fetched
and they sweat in their gobs ’til they riz it
for Larry was ever the lad
if a boy was condemned to the squeezer
would fence all the duds that he had
to treat an auld friend to a sneezer
…………and moisten his gob before he died”
a distant (possibly incorrect) verse from that most versifluos of Irish ballads “The Night Before Larry was Stretched”….I first heard it sung by Andy Rynne of Prosperous,County KIldare way back in 1966…other version subsequently heard from Johnny Moynihan (O’Donoghues’s Opera) Ronnie Drew, Barry Gleeson and ,most recently ( I think), Mac Dara Yates…
No doubt,I’ll be corrected if incorrect but I think this may be another gem from Zozimus….
I’ve never sung it myself but borrowed the melody and adapted it in 1976 when I recorded “St Patrick’s Arrival” which I found in a buke
here in the scratcher this morning (after yesterday’s Fisher Street yodel) I’m thinkin to myself..maybe I’ll have a go at Larry..better late then never …as my old Uncle Frank once said and him after forgettin to lift the spuds til nearly Christmas
Morning Christy,
Deep within the vaults of the Box Set are a couple of fascinating ,but less often heard, songs .
Different Love Song is one i though you must have written ( so apologies Dick) as it seemed to sum up much of your music beautifully, from wars, strikes , rights and beyond.
Ballydine/Ballindine is , i suppose, an example of just that type of song., in your intro you say you performed it just once, a lovely melody with such sinister backdrop lyrics.
Keep on keeping on
Rory
Christy's reply
Such a powerful Folk Singer and top guitar player…I met Dick Gaughan on my first visit to Edinburgh …soon as he began to sing his voice,his presence,his playing simply dominated the room….Edinburgh had a great Folk scene back then with a great variety of players, Mike Whellans & Aly Bain, The McCalmans,Owen Hand,Dolina McClennan, Paddie Bell, The Corries, Bill Barclay,Dave Goulder,Barbara Dickson and Dick himself among those who come to mind….Sandy Bells was the favoured watering hole…back then it felt like Edinburgh and Glasgow were in two different countries despite being 35 miles apart…in Glasgow The Scotia was always first stop on my way to Motherwell
Not so long ago, I received a message for Pat from someone who was sending him love and asking me how he was. It was signed Christy Moore. Because of where I have been brought up and where I now live, I didn’t know who Christy Moore is. I read the message out to Pat who asked me to repeat the name – which I did. “Christy! Christ Christy Moore!” he said, and instantly told me about the occasion which he describes here, in one of his poems that I have just come across.
.
A BEAUTIFUL MAN CALLED MOORE
CAME AND SAVED ME
Westmoreland St 13-5-2000 16.05
A bald young man with a big beard and dark trouble
came at me with aggression and said
“You’re dangerous! You’re a psycho!
You had breakdowns! Kiss your ass goodbye!”
Five minutes later he came back.
“You were locked up! You shouldn’t be out!”
I stood there, long after.
I stood there with all my good gone.
A gentle man stopped and asked me
what was the trouble.
When I told him, he put his arms around me
and he held me. “I am taking this pain
out of you and I’ll drop it into the river
on my way over.”
And I have no doubt that he did
because it’s gone now.
Thanks Christy.
Your songs are as good and as true as yourself.
.
in DO LÁMH Í BHRÍSTÍ, 2001
Christy's reply
Greetings to Pat….I hope he is happy this day….College Green has never been the same without him…I send him fraternal greetings…
The gig scene is tipping along here.. the local Town Hall revamp in recent years has provided a great space for performers. Johnny Spillane, Peggy Seeger and Andy Irvine recently played gigs adin. Trad scene is strong too, many a Thursday night session around the county. From Gartlans thatched house in Kingscourt to Blessings Bar in Cavan Town, the players still assemble. Not writing much of late but always scribbling a few bits.. learned “Whatever you say, say nothing” by Makem and Clancy on the road last night.. a tnogue tistwer…
If that vital chord is still proving elusive, I can have a look if you like. With the chords you’ve got there should be a way round it. I can’t promise, but a different brain and set of ears can sometimes help.
Hello Christy,
Oh I’d not be worrying about knowing that you know what you know.
Modes seem to be built into us. Tons easier for singers and song writers to use them, than ever it is to think about them.
I’ve got a real love for them so I’ve tried to work out how they work. But, truth be told, instinct is the thing when we’ve got a tune or a song in a mode. The feel of them seems to live within us, it’s natural, like water.
Rebecca
Christy's reply
as Van says
“Oh, the water
Oh, the water
Get it myself from the mountain stream
And it stoned me to my soul
Stoned me just like Jelly Roll
And it stoned me
And it stoned me to my soul”
Dear Christy,
Newcastle toon in the Cluny on wednesday night,
King Tut’s wah wah hut in Glasgow on thursday night,
Both conquered with mesmeric brilliance by young Keenan from Dundalk ( now resting with the Kilkenny cats), genius is an over-used word but never more apt than for David. Two fabulous gigs, each divergent from the other, but both five star.
DK is, beyond any shadow of a doubt, the most incredible talent that i have uncovered in the last quarter of a century.
His words marry music incomparably. …why there were just over 100 souls between the 2 gigs appalls me, but makes me feel all the luckier to have born witness myself.
Rory
Christy's reply
fair play to you Rory…thanks for sharing ….it reminds me of my own early visits to Scotland ….back then, 100 listeners over 2 nights would have been uplifting…I once had 4 in Aberdeen …2 of whom were the organisers…great gig…I’m still talking about it 56 years on…..David is well on the way as his journey rolls out..we wish him well
Hi C. My CD inniu was Lily, and what a gem she is ? From the personal ( Mandolin Mountain & Lily ) to the political( Oblivious & Wallflower ) from the current to the ancient Lost Tribe of the Wicklow Mountains feels like both ! Green Grows The Laurel is a love song as The Gardener could be also I guess ? While Lightning, Bird, Wind, River Man is out on it’s own !! What a great Folk Festival song Tuam Beat could be ? GRMMA, beir bua agus beannacht. H
Christy's reply
Focusing now on 3 o’clock throw in on Sunday….I’m still picking my squad…one to fifteen straight forward enough but after that its a case of how the game flows… a few quare hawks on the bench ..looking forward to Fisher Street
Thanks for the in depth reply Christy. I get it re Glasgow it’s like when your drawing up an invitation list for a party dare I say a wedding, once you start it’s where do you stop! Who makes the cut and who doesn’t, you can’t please everyone sadly! Hopefully the Green Brigade will give Viva La Quinta an airing next seaso so it feels like your there!
Re your set with young folkies always remember Christy, a great saying which sums you up you in my humble opinion is, form is temporary, class is permanent
Hi Christy,
thank you so much for this great gig in Slieve Russel!! I really loved it! You’re perfectly able to transfer your energy and joy to your audience! Thanks as well for the Pagan! Love that song!
Thanks to Hilary as well who took really good care of me again! It was a pleasure to meet Kevin and the Australian couple, we had a good chat afterwards before a beautiful singalong with a nice bunch of Derry people started in one of the hotel bars which lasted til the early morning and was the icing on the cake for that brillant day!
Now I’m heading to Doolin to listen to your brother tonight. See you on Sunday 🙂
Birgit
Careful with the order, iced lattes are all the rage this weather! Just arrived in Miltown (10 mins away from the Slieve Russell) to sing at a wedding. Bridal entrance song choice is “The Voyage”. I wonder is last night’s harmony singer about..
Christy's reply
Johnny Duhan’s classic song is perfect for many occasions…weddings in particular…I always enjoy singing it myself and get a great blow back when the audience sing as they did last night in Seanie’s..
that was , for me, a humdinger of a gig…great audience from right across the age spread ….from bopping youngsters and rebel rapscallions to settled couples on a break, right on up to a few listeners of my own vintage..we’re still hanging in there..doing the press-ups,taking the tablets…even going so far as to plan future gigs in the hope that the wheels will keep turning…
good to know that you are still gigging…are you still writing ?..is there a local gig scene still in Cavan ?..its always been a songster county..going right back I’ve always felt that connection ….way back 50 years ago the late Dermot Healy travelled the road with Planxty and I recall visiting his Mother’s Café and Tea Room….Dermot was just setting out on his own wonderful journey, which sadly ended too soon…top man,poet,raconteur, great company….
Good morning, Christy, I hope this finds you well. Just listened to your rendition of the ballad Tim Evans for the first time courtesy of your frequent poster and our good friend Rory. Never knew the story until this morning but can see why the legendary right honourable MP sang it. Not like the Brits to get something wrong….said no one ever.
Can I just finish by saying Glasgow is misses you and is calling you!!
Christy's reply
I hear that “call” constantly Cammy….so many great cities and towns over there, memories still ringing a cacophony of songs,gigs,friends and happy days ….but truth be told , Glasgow calls in particular..then there remains Hull, Manchester, Halifax, Leeds, Edinburgh,Londing, Sheffield, Coventry, Alnwick, Prudhoe, Bury, Rochdale, Congleton, Warwick, Cleethorpes, Redcar, Troutbeck, Cockermouth, Southport, Liverpool, Eston,…I could be at this all day…..
I’d dearly love to climb the stair once more up into Mags McIvor’s… maybe hit the Concert Hall for a warm up or come down….hit the Elbow Room in Kircaldy, The Mucky Byre in St Andrews and The Police Club in Auld Reekie..I’m day dreaming here now !!!!
gotta a BIG GIG tomorrow in North County Clare…a famous place once called Fisher Street…used to be a quiet when I first visited back in 1964….you might see a few horses and carts or odd Ferguson TVO, Fishermen and small Farmers back then trying to stretch out glasses of stout over a woodbine… but in 2023 its the Los Vegas of the Irish Folk Scene with an an annual Folk Festival in the Capitol of Doolin…its year 10 of this Festival and I’m delighted to have been invited to sing there…the Young brother Luka is playing there tomorrow night and my set is at 3pm on Sunday…I’m expecting a lot of young Folkies there so I’ll have to be on my toes to hold their attention in this new world that has descended upon us…but the songs are still working..
“We sang the Nicky Tams in the back room of The Scotia
where we drank sweet wines and called for neon pints of Fidel Castro
’til it was time to fly to Dreamland
then out of Bairds,and up the stairs, to Hell or toe Heaven we’d go”
as I write these lines I realise how much I miss my good Companero Wally Page..
a songwriter like no other… a gentle man, he leaves a beautiful legacy
Songs in Aeolian
Dalesman’s litany
Johnny Jump up
Ride on
House of the Rising Sun
The parting glass
Gortatagort
Lemon sevens
Motherland
January Man
Songs in Dorian
Lord Baker
Spancil Hill
Scarborough Fair
Yellow Furze Woman
Raggle Taggle
Christy's reply
aint that somethin…be the honey Rebecca but I never know what the day is gonna reveal….seems like I might have known a bit more then I thought I knew..but now that I know that I know it I hope it dont go to my head and tangle up my fragile chord sequencer…
Shine On Rebecca
A mighty gig last night.. its a great experience not knowing where the gig might go next..to watch how the songs nestle into place..the voice is in great nick; a powerful version of Sonny’s Dream to finish..catch you ina cupla seachtain.. Kev
Christy's reply
I’m still buzzin here in the leaba Kev…I’m after the porridge, the Sun is trying to set fire to the curtains….the big question at the moment…”will it be tea or coffee?”
does anyone know…should the question mark be before or after the inverted commas ?……
Hi Christy, I know you enjoyed the video that surfaced some years back of John Horgan, the barman in Cork singing ‘Bright Blue Rose’ while serving the customers. Came across this video by accident over the weekend of a man who goes by the name brenthenavigator online, here he is singing “St Brendans Voyage” while sailing on Dingle Bay toward Mt. Brandon.. hope the link works: https://www.instagram.com/p/CtDRuPmIlw5/
Kev
love to see and hear that but I cant raise anchor
Up front and Centre beside the legendary Hillary for without doubt was the gig of the year , from City of Chicago to Spancill Hill you had us all in the palm of your hand in a barn in Doolin . Keep comin Back Christy ….Keep Comin Back !!!
I’ve started developing a Mohican
Dick Gaughan a great singer. Betimes on my You Tube sidebar a Dick song or performance looms and it gets an air play.
“No gods (and) Precious Few Heroes” gets an airing. ‘Not cheerful’ but Dick will tell it.
Ohh Lisdoon…Lisdoon ..Lisdoon, Liosdoonvarna..ar fheabhas…GRMMA… An intimate, stand up Festival gig sounds like an oxymoron…but you carried it off…Fair play ! CONGRATS..Beir bua agus beannacht. H
in the Oxygen Tent now prepping for The Marquee…its all Munster at the moment
Oh , to be in Doolin….. instead just back in from footing the turf….. be worth it in the cold winter nights (that’s what I keep telling myself when staring up the long rows of turf )….
Have a great gig on the West Coast of Clare .
No meal was ever as good as tea and sangwedges on the bog on a hot summers day
” when they heard the Miltown Bell
the Turfmen paused to pray
Bridie ‘s comin down the meadow field
with the billycans o tae
Nanny’s got the basket on her arm
to feed the hungry men
the Dowling** Girls are on the Bog
in the heat of the mid-day Sun’
* *Our Grandmother Bridie Moore ( nee Dowling) and her Sister, our beloved Grand-Aunty ,Nannie Dowling…. Nannie wwould look into the open-hearth fire at evening and remind us…that fire has not gone out once for over 150 years
Doolin was perfect for us yesterday after noon
1. City of Chicago
2. Viva la Quinte Brigada
3.Lyra McKee
4.North & South of the River
5.Lemon Sevens
6.Ringing The Bell
7.Beeswing
8.Delerium Tremens
9.Johnny Boy
10. Ride On.
11.The Well Below The Valley
12. The Middle of The Island ( for Anne Lovett)
13.On The Mainland
14.Back Home in Derry
15.Matty
16.The Two Conneeleys
17.Ordinary Man
18.Lingo Politico ( into verse of Shovel)
19.Snowflakes
20.Go Move Shift
21. The Pursuit of Farmer Michael Hayes
22.Cliffs of Dooneen ( remembering Liam, Andy & Donal)
23. Lisdoonvarna
24. Spancilhill ( remembering its author,young Michael Considine )
1 hour 40 minutes…
fantastic audience, atmosphere, hospitality, great sense of togetherness between players listeners crew and organizers…home in time for highlights of the Hurling semi- finals
Hello Christy,
I had a wander through the Lyrics section this morning and it led me here.
The Finding of Moses
Zozimus (Michael Moran)
On Egypt’s banks, contagious to the Nile
The auld Pharaoh’s daughter, she went to bathe in style
She took her dip and she came unto the land
And to dry her royal pelt she ran along the strand
A bulrush tripped her whereupon she saw
A smiling babby in a wad of straw
She took him up and says she in accents mild
“Thunderin’ Jayzus girls, but which of yis owns the child!?”
She took him up and she gave a little grin
For she and Moses were standing in their skin,
“Bedad now” says she “it was someone very rude
Left a little baby by the river in his nude.”
She took him to her auld lad sitting on the throne
“Da,” says she, “will you give the boy a home?”
“Bedad now,” says he, “sure I’ve often brought in worse.
Go my darling daughter and get the child a nurse.”
“O the night before Larry was stretched
the boys they all paid him a visit
a bait in their bags too they fetched
and they sweat in their gobs ’til they riz it
for Larry was ever the lad
if a boy was condemned to the squeezer
would fence all the duds that he had
to treat an auld friend to a sneezer
…………and moisten his gob before he died”
a distant (possibly incorrect) verse from that most versifluos of Irish ballads “The Night Before Larry was Stretched”….I first heard it sung by Andy Rynne of Prosperous,County KIldare way back in 1966…other version subsequently heard from Johnny Moynihan (O’Donoghues’s Opera) Ronnie Drew, Barry Gleeson and ,most recently ( I think), Mac Dara Yates…
No doubt,I’ll be corrected if incorrect but I think this may be another gem from Zozimus….
I’ve never sung it myself but borrowed the melody and adapted it in 1976 when I recorded “St Patrick’s Arrival” which I found in a buke
here in the scratcher this morning (after yesterday’s Fisher Street yodel) I’m thinkin to myself..maybe I’ll have a go at Larry..better late then never …as my old Uncle Frank once said and him after forgettin to lift the spuds til nearly Christmas
Morning Christy,
Deep within the vaults of the Box Set are a couple of fascinating ,but less often heard, songs .
Different Love Song is one i though you must have written ( so apologies Dick) as it seemed to sum up much of your music beautifully, from wars, strikes , rights and beyond.
Ballydine/Ballindine is , i suppose, an example of just that type of song., in your intro you say you performed it just once, a lovely melody with such sinister backdrop lyrics.
Keep on keeping on
Rory
Such a powerful Folk Singer and top guitar player…I met Dick Gaughan on my first visit to Edinburgh …soon as he began to sing his voice,his presence,his playing simply dominated the room….Edinburgh had a great Folk scene back then with a great variety of players, Mike Whellans & Aly Bain, The McCalmans,Owen Hand,Dolina McClennan, Paddie Bell, The Corries, Bill Barclay,Dave Goulder,Barbara Dickson and Dick himself among those who come to mind….Sandy Bells was the favoured watering hole…back then it felt like Edinburgh and Glasgow were in two different countries despite being 35 miles apart…in Glasgow The Scotia was always first stop on my way to Motherwell
Saw this on Pat Ingoldsby’page today
Not so long ago, I received a message for Pat from someone who was sending him love and asking me how he was. It was signed Christy Moore. Because of where I have been brought up and where I now live, I didn’t know who Christy Moore is. I read the message out to Pat who asked me to repeat the name – which I did. “Christy! Christ Christy Moore!” he said, and instantly told me about the occasion which he describes here, in one of his poems that I have just come across.
.
A BEAUTIFUL MAN CALLED MOORE
CAME AND SAVED ME
Westmoreland St 13-5-2000 16.05
A bald young man with a big beard and dark trouble
came at me with aggression and said
“You’re dangerous! You’re a psycho!
You had breakdowns! Kiss your ass goodbye!”
Five minutes later he came back.
“You were locked up! You shouldn’t be out!”
I stood there, long after.
I stood there with all my good gone.
A gentle man stopped and asked me
what was the trouble.
When I told him, he put his arms around me
and he held me. “I am taking this pain
out of you and I’ll drop it into the river
on my way over.”
And I have no doubt that he did
because it’s gone now.
Thanks Christy.
Your songs are as good and as true as yourself.
.
in DO LÁMH Í BHRÍSTÍ, 2001
Greetings to Pat….I hope he is happy this day….College Green has never been the same without him…I send him fraternal greetings…
The gig scene is tipping along here.. the local Town Hall revamp in recent years has provided a great space for performers. Johnny Spillane, Peggy Seeger and Andy Irvine recently played gigs adin. Trad scene is strong too, many a Thursday night session around the county. From Gartlans thatched house in Kingscourt to Blessings Bar in Cavan Town, the players still assemble. Not writing much of late but always scribbling a few bits.. learned “Whatever you say, say nothing” by Makem and Clancy on the road last night.. a tnogue tistwer…
Glad to hear it. There’s nothing like a few chords to give the musical brain a good run out.
If that vital chord is still proving elusive, I can have a look if you like. With the chords you’ve got there should be a way round it. I can’t promise, but a different brain and set of ears can sometimes help.
got it sorted thank you
Hello Christy,
Oh I’d not be worrying about knowing that you know what you know.
Modes seem to be built into us. Tons easier for singers and song writers to use them, than ever it is to think about them.
I’ve got a real love for them so I’ve tried to work out how they work. But, truth be told, instinct is the thing when we’ve got a tune or a song in a mode. The feel of them seems to live within us, it’s natural, like water.
Rebecca
as Van says
“Oh, the water
Oh, the water
Get it myself from the mountain stream
And it stoned me to my soul
Stoned me just like Jelly Roll
And it stoned me
And it stoned me to my soul”
Dear Christy,
Newcastle toon in the Cluny on wednesday night,
King Tut’s wah wah hut in Glasgow on thursday night,
Both conquered with mesmeric brilliance by young Keenan from Dundalk ( now resting with the Kilkenny cats), genius is an over-used word but never more apt than for David. Two fabulous gigs, each divergent from the other, but both five star.
DK is, beyond any shadow of a doubt, the most incredible talent that i have uncovered in the last quarter of a century.
His words marry music incomparably. …why there were just over 100 souls between the 2 gigs appalls me, but makes me feel all the luckier to have born witness myself.
Rory
fair play to you Rory…thanks for sharing ….it reminds me of my own early visits to Scotland ….back then, 100 listeners over 2 nights would have been uplifting…I once had 4 in Aberdeen …2 of whom were the organisers…great gig…I’m still talking about it 56 years on…..David is well on the way as his journey rolls out..we wish him well
Hi C. My CD inniu was Lily, and what a gem she is ? From the personal ( Mandolin Mountain & Lily ) to the political( Oblivious & Wallflower ) from the current to the ancient Lost Tribe of the Wicklow Mountains feels like both ! Green Grows The Laurel is a love song as The Gardener could be also I guess ? While Lightning, Bird, Wind, River Man is out on it’s own !! What a great Folk Festival song Tuam Beat could be ? GRMMA, beir bua agus beannacht. H
Focusing now on 3 o’clock throw in on Sunday….I’m still picking my squad…one to fifteen straight forward enough but after that its a case of how the game flows… a few quare hawks on the bench ..looking forward to Fisher Street
Thanks for the in depth reply Christy. I get it re Glasgow it’s like when your drawing up an invitation list for a party dare I say a wedding, once you start it’s where do you stop! Who makes the cut and who doesn’t, you can’t please everyone sadly! Hopefully the Green Brigade will give Viva La Quinta an airing next seaso so it feels like your there!
Re your set with young folkies always remember Christy, a great saying which sums you up you in my humble opinion is, form is temporary, class is permanent
Hi Christy,
thank you so much for this great gig in Slieve Russel!! I really loved it! You’re perfectly able to transfer your energy and joy to your audience! Thanks as well for the Pagan! Love that song!
Thanks to Hilary as well who took really good care of me again! It was a pleasure to meet Kevin and the Australian couple, we had a good chat afterwards before a beautiful singalong with a nice bunch of Derry people started in one of the hotel bars which lasted til the early morning and was the icing on the cake for that brillant day!
Now I’m heading to Doolin to listen to your brother tonight. See you on Sunday 🙂
Birgit
Careful with the order, iced lattes are all the rage this weather! Just arrived in Miltown (10 mins away from the Slieve Russell) to sing at a wedding. Bridal entrance song choice is “The Voyage”. I wonder is last night’s harmony singer about..
Johnny Duhan’s classic song is perfect for many occasions…weddings in particular…I always enjoy singing it myself and get a great blow back when the audience sing as they did last night in Seanie’s..
that was , for me, a humdinger of a gig…great audience from right across the age spread ….from bopping youngsters and rebel rapscallions to settled couples on a break, right on up to a few listeners of my own vintage..we’re still hanging in there..doing the press-ups,taking the tablets…even going so far as to plan future gigs in the hope that the wheels will keep turning…
good to know that you are still gigging…are you still writing ?..is there a local gig scene still in Cavan ?..its always been a songster county..going right back I’ve always felt that connection ….way back 50 years ago the late Dermot Healy travelled the road with Planxty and I recall visiting his Mother’s Café and Tea Room….Dermot was just setting out on his own wonderful journey, which sadly ended too soon…top man,poet,raconteur, great company….
Good morning, Christy, I hope this finds you well. Just listened to your rendition of the ballad Tim Evans for the first time courtesy of your frequent poster and our good friend Rory. Never knew the story until this morning but can see why the legendary right honourable MP sang it. Not like the Brits to get something wrong….said no one ever.
Can I just finish by saying Glasgow is misses you and is calling you!!
I hear that “call” constantly Cammy….so many great cities and towns over there, memories still ringing a cacophony of songs,gigs,friends and happy days ….but truth be told , Glasgow calls in particular..then there remains Hull, Manchester, Halifax, Leeds, Edinburgh,Londing, Sheffield, Coventry, Alnwick, Prudhoe, Bury, Rochdale, Congleton, Warwick, Cleethorpes, Redcar, Troutbeck, Cockermouth, Southport, Liverpool, Eston,…I could be at this all day…..
I’d dearly love to climb the stair once more up into Mags McIvor’s… maybe hit the Concert Hall for a warm up or come down….hit the Elbow Room in Kircaldy, The Mucky Byre in St Andrews and The Police Club in Auld Reekie..I’m day dreaming here now !!!!
gotta a BIG GIG tomorrow in North County Clare…a famous place once called Fisher Street…used to be a quiet when I first visited back in 1964….you might see a few horses and carts or odd Ferguson TVO, Fishermen and small Farmers back then trying to stretch out glasses of stout over a woodbine… but in 2023 its the Los Vegas of the Irish Folk Scene with an an annual Folk Festival in the Capitol of Doolin…its year 10 of this Festival and I’m delighted to have been invited to sing there…the Young brother Luka is playing there tomorrow night and my set is at 3pm on Sunday…I’m expecting a lot of young Folkies there so I’ll have to be on my toes to hold their attention in this new world that has descended upon us…but the songs are still working..
“We sang the Nicky Tams in the back room of The Scotia
where we drank sweet wines and called for neon pints of Fidel Castro
’til it was time to fly to Dreamland
then out of Bairds,and up the stairs, to Hell or toe Heaven we’d go”
as I write these lines I realise how much I miss my good Companero Wally Page..
a songwriter like no other… a gentle man, he leaves a beautiful legacy
Rest In Peace Wally…We still Loves Ye Baby
Songs in Aeolian
Dalesman’s litany
Johnny Jump up
Ride on
House of the Rising Sun
The parting glass
Gortatagort
Lemon sevens
Motherland
January Man
Songs in Dorian
Lord Baker
Spancil Hill
Scarborough Fair
Yellow Furze Woman
Raggle Taggle
aint that somethin…be the honey Rebecca but I never know what the day is gonna reveal….seems like I might have known a bit more then I thought I knew..but now that I know that I know it I hope it dont go to my head and tangle up my fragile chord sequencer…
Shine On Rebecca
A mighty gig last night.. its a great experience not knowing where the gig might go next..to watch how the songs nestle into place..the voice is in great nick; a powerful version of Sonny’s Dream to finish..catch you ina cupla seachtain.. Kev
I’m still buzzin here in the leaba Kev…I’m after the porridge, the Sun is trying to set fire to the curtains….the big question at the moment…”will it be tea or coffee?”
does anyone know…should the question mark be before or after the inverted commas ?……