Trekharmonica Ameland

vrijdag 24 februari 2017

zondag 19 februari 2017

Phil Coulter

In my memory I will always see
the town that I have loved so well
Where our school played ball by the gasyard wall
and we laughed through the smoke and the smell
Going home in the rain, running up the dark lane
past the jail and down behind the fountain
Those were happy days in so many, many ways
in the town I loved so well

In the early morning the shirt factory horn
called women from Creggan, the Moor and the Bog
While the men on the dole played a mother's role,
fed the children and then trained the dogs
And when times got tough there was just about enough
But they saw it through without complaining
For deep inside was a burning pride
in the town I loved so well

There was music there in the Derry air
like a language that we all could understand
I remember the day when I earned my first pay
And I played in a small pick-up band
There I spent my youth and to tell you the truth
I was sad to leave it all behind me
For I learned about life and I'd found a wife
in the town I loved so well

But when I returned how my eyes have burned
to see how a town could be brought to its knees
By the armoured cars and the bombed out bars
and the gas that hangs on to every tree
Now the army's installed by that old gasyard wall
and the damned barbed wire gets higher and higher
With their tanks and their guns, oh my God, what have they done
to the town I loved so well

Now the music's gone but they carry on
For their spirit's been bruised, never broken
They will not forget but their hearts are set
on tomorrow and peace once again
For what's done is done and what's won is won
and what's lost is lost and gone forever
I can only pray for a bright, brand new day
in the town I loved so well

Road to the Isles - 3 -

Road to the isles.

Road to the Isles - 2 -

Another great song sung by Andy Stewart. See pictures of Daisy the cow, her calf Dani, Teenie and Jake the pet lambs amongst others.

Road to the Isles - 1

Gaberlunzie sing Road to the Isles.

Rapalje op Ameland

NES - Rapalje komt terug naar Ameland. Stampende jigs en reels, gevoelige ballades en een vleugje heavy metal nemen je mee door Schotse hooglanden, Ierse vlakten, taveernes en herbergen.

Tweeduizend jaar geleden werden de Kelten verdreven van het vasteland van Europa. Alle Kelten? Nee, een band bleef dapper weerstand bieden aan de toestroom van nieuwerwetse pop en rock en vond zo zijn eigen plek in de wereld van de moderne muziek. Gewapend met niets dan hun instrumenten en hun stem trekt Rapalje op strooptocht langs clubs, podia en theaters zover het oor reikt.

Rapalje speelt in De Toel tijdens de Celtic Folk Night. Je wordt welkom geheten door je vrienden, de bierkruiken zijn gevuld en de whiskyfles staat op tafel. Je hoort bij de ruige mannen en schone deernes die thuis horen in de Schotse Hooglanden.

Maceál zal ongetwijfeld zijn Castagnari weer meenemen.