The Jolly Tinker

 The Jolly Tinker

As I went down a shady lane, at a door I chanced to knock

"Have you any pots or kettles, with rusty holes to block?"

"Well indeed I have, don't you know I have

To me right fol-ooral-addy, well indeed I have"

The misses came out to the door and she asked me to come in

"You're welcome jolly tinker and I hope you brought your tin"

"Well indeed I did, don't you know I did

To me right fol-ooral-addy, well indeed I did"

She took me through the kitchen and she led me through the hall

And the servants cried "The devil, has he come to block us all

"Well indeed I have, don't you know I have

To me right fol-ooral-addy, well indeed I have"

She took me up the stairs, me lads, to show me what to do

Then she fell on the feathery bed and I fell on it too

"Well indeed I did, don't you know I did

To me right fol-ooral-addy, well indeed I did"

She then took out a frying pan and she began to knock

For to let the servants know, me lads, that I was at my work

"Well indeed I was, don't you know I was

To me right fol-ooral-addy, well indeed I was"

She put her hand into her pocket and she pulled out twenty pounds

"Take that my jolly tinker and we'll have another round"

"Well, indeed we will, don't you know we will

To me right fol-ooral-addy, well indeed we will"

Well, I've been a jolly tinker for these forty years or more

But such a lovely job as that, I never did before

Well, indeed I didn't, don't you know I didn't...

To me right fol-ooral-addy, well indeed I didn't"

Ye Yacobites by name

De tweede samenspeelsessie met Johan en dan komt dit eruit: Ye Yacobites by name.

The Foggy Dew

Sinead O'Connor & The Chieftans.

The Foggy Dew

Luke Kelly Singing The Foggy Dew {1966}for German television called "Irland - Lieder für Träumer, Musik für Rebellen" which translates to "Ireland - Songs for dreamers, music for rebels".

The Foggy Dew was written by Canon Charles O`Neill in 1919.

As down the glen one Easter morn to a city fair rode I

There Armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by

No fife did hum nor battle drum did sound it's dread tatoo

But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey swell rang out in the foggy dew

Right proudly high over Dublin Town they hung out the flag of war

'Twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky than at Sulva or Sud El Bar

And from the plains of Royal Meath strong men came hurrying through

While Britannia's Huns, with their long range guns sailed in through the foggy dew

But the bravest fell, and the requiem bell rang mournfully and clear

For those who died that Eastertide in the springing of the year

And the world did gaze, in deep amaze, at those fearless men, but few

Who bore the fight that freedom's light might shine through the foggy dew

The Rare Ould Times

Raised on songs & stories, heroes of renown

The passing tales & glories that once was Dublin town

The hallowed halls & houses, the haunting childrens' rhymes

That once was Dublin city in the rare ould times

[Chorus:]

Ring a ring a rosie, as the light declines

I remember Dublin city in the rare ould times

My name it is Sean Dempsey, as Dublin as can be

Born hard & late in Pimlico, in a house that ceased to be

By trade I was a cooper, lost out to redundancy

Like my house that fell to progress, my trade's a memory

And I courted Peggy Dignan, as pretty as you please

A rogue & a child of Mary, from the rebel liberties

I lost her to a student chap with a skin as black as coal

When he took her off to Birmingham, she took away my soul

[Chorus]

The years have made me bitter, the gargle dims me brain

'Cause Dublin keeps on changing & nothing seems the same

The Pillar & the Met have gone, the Royal long since pulled down

As the great unyielding concrete makes a city of my town

[Chorus]

Fare thee well sweet Anna Liffey, I can no longer stay

& watch the new glass cages, that spring up along the quay

My mind's too full of memories, too old to hear new chimes

I'm part of what was Dublin in the rare ould times

[Chorus]

The Trawling Trade

The Broadside from Grimsby, about time they got some tunes on here, if anyone has decent copies of there songs on MP3 or album art please drop me a line.

The Trawling Trade

John Conolly

North to the Faeroe Islands, South to the coast of Spain-

West with the whaling fleet, and off to the pole again-

Over the world of water, seventeen seas I've strayed-

Now to the north I'm sailing, back to the trawling trade.

Come, ye bold seafaring men, there's fortunes to be made -

In the trawling trade.

Back to the midnight landings, back to the fish dock smell,

back to the frozen wind, as hard as the teeth of hell,

Back to the strangest game that ever a man has played.

Follow the stormy rollers, back to the trawling trade.

Come, ye bold seafaring men, there's fortunes to be made -

In the trawling trade.

Down with your trawling tackle, down with your nets and gear

Wait for the winches winding, wait for the deckies cheer.

Up with the shining harvest, glittering silver-sprayed -

Down to the decks below to pay, pay for the trawling trade.

Come, ye bold seafaring men, there's fortunes to be made -

In the trawling trade.

Home with a harvest wind, and back to the Humber tide;

Run to the starboard rail and leap to the waterside -

Roll with a roaring bunch of fishermen newly-paid -

Down to the dockside pubs and drink to the trawling trade.

Come, ye bold seafaring men, there's fortunes to be made -

In the trawling trade.

The yellow haired laddie

 

The yellow haired laddie

From "In Concert" by The Livingstones, which was released in 1968. Members include Ken McKay, Frank McKay, David McCabe and John Dempsey.

The maidens are smiling in rocky Glencoe

The clansmen are arming to rush on the foe

Their banners are streaming as forth leaves the clan

And the yellow haired laddie is first in the band

The pibroch is kindling their hearts to the war

Camerons slogans are heard from afar

They close for the struggle where many shall fall

And the yellow haired laddie is the foremost of all

He towers on the wave like a wild rolling tide

No kinsman of valiance will stand by his side

The Camerons gather around him alone

He heeds not the danger and fear is unknown

The plumes o' his bonnet are seen in the fight

Those beacons of valour they light with his sight

But his sword and his claymore are greater distressed

For the plumes o' his bonnet now lie in the dust

The maidens are weeping in rocky Glencoe

From warriors' eyelids those bitter tears flow

Where tell me where is our chieftain so dear?

And the yellow haired laddie lies low on the brae 

Wild Colonial Boy

There was a wild colonial boy, Jack Duggan was his name
He was born and raised in Ireland in a place called Castlemaine
He was his father's only son, his mother's pride and joy
And dearly did his parents love the wild colonial boy

At the early age of sixteen years, he left his native home
And to Australia's sunny shore he was inclined to roam
He robbed the rich, he helped the poor, he shot James McAvoy
A terror to Australia was the wild colonial boy

One morning on the prairie as Jack he rode along
A listening to the mockingbird a singing a cheerful song
Out stepped a band of troopers, Kelly, Davis and Fitzroy
They all set out to capture him, the wild colonial boy

'Surrender now Jack Duggan for you see we're three to one
Surrender in the Queen's high name for you're a plundering son'
Jack pulled two pistols from his belt and he proudly waved them high
'I'll fight, but not surrender,' said the wild colonial boy

He fired a shot at Kelly, which brought him to the ground
And turning 'round to Davis, he received a fatal wound
A bullet pierced his proud young heart from the pistol of Fitzroy
And that was how they captured him, the wild colonial boy

Ye Yacobytes by name

Schotse folksong.

Ye Jacobites by name lend an ear, lend an ear

Ye Jacobites by name lend an ear

Ye Jacobites by name your faults I will proclaim

Your doctrines I must blame, you shall hear.

What is right and what is wrong by the law, by the law
What is right and what is wrong by the law
What is right and what is wrong, a short sword and a long
A weak arm and a strong for to draw.

What makes heroic strife famed afar, famed afar?
What makes heroic strife famed afar?
What makes heroic strife, to whet the assassin's knife
Or hunt a parent's life with bloody war.

Then leave your schemes alone in the state, in the state
Then leave your schemes alone in the state
Then leave your schemes alone, adore the rising sun
And leave a man alone to his fate.

Then leave your schemes alone, adore the rising sun
And leave a man alone to his fate...
And leave a man alone to his fate.

Lyrics Steal Away

Steal away, let's steal away,
No reason left to stay.
For me and you,
Let's start anew,
And darlin' steal away.

Ooooh, ooooh

Let's steal away and chase our dream,
And hope they never find us.
The deary days, the empty nights,
We'll leave them all behind us.

Ooooh, aaaaah

Steal away, let's steal away
No reason left to stay.
For me and you,
Let's start anew,
And darlin' steal away.

Oooooh.

We'll leave with just our memories,
And make a new beginning.
We have to choose,
To win or lose,
And it's time we started winning.

Mmmmm, aaaaah

Steal away, let's steal away,
No reason left to stay.
For me and you,
Let's start anew,
And darlin' steal away.
Steal away, let's steal away,
No reason left to stay.
For me and you,
Let's start anew,
And darlin' steal away.

25 jaar Pure Irish Drops

GRONINGEN - Dit jaar viert het project Pure Irish Drops zijn 25e verjaardag. En al die tijd komen jaarlijks telkens drie Ierse traditionele muzikanten voor een toernee naar Duitsland, Denemarken en … Groningen. Ze worden aan de hand van uiteenlopende thema’s zoals  stijl, instrument, familie en regio uitgenodigd  en aan elkaar gekoppeld. Vaak kennen ze elkaar (nog) niet en gaan ze met een  open mind  het muzikale avontuur aan. Dit gegeven leidt tot bijzondere en intieme concerten waarbij de luisteraar Ierse muziek in zijn meest pure, persoonlijke vorm en van heel dichtbij meemaakt. En zo hoort het eigenlijk ook !

Het thema van dit jubileum jaar is “Across the Atlantic, Irish accordion connections’.

In het midden van de 18e eeuw gingen Engelse reders op grote schaal voor de oostkust van Canada vissen. Het benodigde personeel en bemanningsleden wierven ze, op weg naar Canada, in het zuiden van Ierland. Deze Ieren tekenden voor twee jaar maar velen bleven en vestigden zich op Newfoundland. Tot op de dag van vandaag vind je daar nog een gemeenschap met sterke Ierse tradities die vaak beter bewaard zijn gebleven dan thuis.....

Drie trekharmonicaspelers met verschillende achtergronden en uit twee continenten hebben het programma voor deze avond samengesteld. Ze spelen zowel gezamenlijk als solo.

Conor Moriarty

komt uit Sliabh Luachra, een regio op de grens van de graafschappen Cork, Kerry en Limerick in het zuiden van Ierland die bekend staat om zijn opwindende en energieke dansmuziek waarin polka’s en slides de hoofdrol spelen.

Benny McCarthy

speelt bij de fameuze Ierse groep Danú. Zijn muzikale roots liggen in het zuidoosten van het land in Deelish in het graafschap Waterford. Hij heeft een inventieve persoonlijke stijl ontwikkeld met sterke invloeden van de melodeon,  de een-rijer trekharmonica.

Graham Wells

Komt uit Newfoundland, een regio in het oosten van Canada waar een grote gemeenschap leeft met Ierse roots. In de 18e eeuw kwamen ze als bemanning van Engelse vissersschepen naar de Canadese visgronden en velen vestigden zich daar uiteindelijk. In deze geïsoleerde gemeenschap bleven vele tradities en dus ook de muzikale, soms beter bewaard dan in het thuisland. En dat  levert, zeker bij Graham, een verrassende blik op in een levend muzikaal verleden dat je in Ierland zelf niet meer zo hoort!

datum                 dinsdag 7 oktober  
locatie                 De Oosterpoort      
tijd                      20.30 uur
prijs                     € 17,00

Irish Music Weekend op Ameland

Irish Music Weekend op Ameland

HOLLUM - Er komt weer een Irish Music Weekend en waar kan dat beter dan in Onder de Vuurtoren in Hollum. 
De Amelandse Ier Paul Martin schrijft over editie 2013 het volgende. Hij kondigt er editie 2014 mee aan:



"What an incredible weekend we had in July. Great music, wonderful crowds, fantastic weather, super location, excellent service (as usual) in the pannekoekhuis. From 21:00 on Friday until 19:00 on Sunday the place rocked to the beat of Celtic, Irish and the occasional Deep Purple and a bit of AC/DC for good measure. The Box o’ Bananas played for 3 1/2 hours straight on Friday evening and would have gone on longer had the police not been called by an insomniac neighbour. Saturday afternoon we had the Bananas and the Twangmen on the outside stage from 13:00 until 18:30. Superlative playing by Marjolein, Onno and Walter and I did my best to keep up with them!! The Amelander Shantykoor did us proud as well. Saturday evening was special as both bands played separately and then together for the finale - “breathtaking and magic” according to the many guests. On Sunday afternoon we were joined by a load of wonderful musicians from Ameland and the mainland and the crowd loved it. So did we!!

Thanks so much to everyone who made this possible - Ab, Jitze and Wagenborg for the sponsoring, Monique and the pancake house crew for their tireless efforts in keeping the beer flowing, the musicians for their amazing musicianship and most of all you, the music lover and valued patron.

Only one thing left to say - We’ll be doing it again next year - same time (July 11th to 13th 2014) - so put it in your agenda. Do not miss it and book your accommodation early to avoid disappointment. Oh, yes, the same bands are already booked for next year and maybe we’ll have some more also. Whatever - it’ll be another fab weekend!!"

Irish Music Weekend 2014 van 11 t/m 13 juli.

The Irish Hour

Ierse (muzikale en culinaire) kunst in Onder de Vuurtoren

HOLLUM - Gedurende de Kunstmaand Ameland heeft Onder de Vuurtoren bij Hollum onder  de vuurtoren elke dag van de maand november vanaf 16.00 uur The Irish Hour: live muziek met Paul Martin.

Er is dan niet allen verrukkelijke Ierse muziek te beluisteren, maar het pannenkoekhuis heeft ook Ierse lekkernijen op de kaart staan: Irish Coffee, Bailey's Irish Cream Coffee, Hot Whiskey Punch, Big Ginder Coctail en Ierse Gerookte Zalm. Een aanradertje dus, onderweg naar kunst of net terug van kunst.

Ierse sessie Onder de Vuurtoren

vlnr: Jeanet de Jong (trekharmonica), Paul Martin (zang en gitaar)
en Uwe Beyer (bodhran)

HOLLUM - Zondag 7 oktober was het dan eindelijk zover. De stoute schoenen aan: Ierse jamsessie met Paul Martin. Uwe Beyer schoof met zijn bodhran aan. Let op de agenda: deze Ierse sessies in Onder de Vuurtoren staan regelmatig op het programma.

Iers Muziek Festival

HOLLUM - Zet in je agenda, 29 en 30 juni en 1 juli 2012. Dan komen muzikanten die Ierse muziek van de bovenste plank spelen in Hollum op Ameland. In ieder geval Onder de Vuurtoren. Het programma wordt nog bekend gemaakt.
>>> zo ging het er vorig jaar aan toe.

Workshop van David Munnely in Thesinge

THESINGE - De Workshop was al op in november 2011, maar het filmpje moest nog steeds geplaatst. Bij deze.

Iers muziek festival in Hollum

HOLLUM - Iers muziekfestival met een jamsession op het terras van Onder de Vuurtoren bij Hollum.