Hi, dear Christy,
It is my great joy to write to you today, because it is only a week from now, that I will be able to see you again at the Marquee. Some excitement until I finally could get some tickets,( house full ;- )) ,but all is ok now.
I listen to your songs, watch all the many videos about you and your great work..and..I found, by chance, your wonderful book ” ONE VOICE ” wich has been my bedtime lecture for the last weeks..What a great story, I love to see all the photos,read the songtexts and your comments, full of suspense and wisdom..
Thank you for all of this..
When I am in Cork, I will write once more..
Until then: Stay well and happy..
Love,
Trudy
Hi Christy, just wanted to thank you for dedicating a song to Conal last Thursday night and talking to him before you left the stage.
We had a brilliant night and he hadn’t stopped talking about it since. Everyone in school heard about it on Friday. He said ” I wish Christy was part of our family 🤣”
Looking forward to seeing you again next time.
Thank you again for giving us some very precious memories as a family
Paula, Ronan and Conal
Christy's reply
Seeing Conal at the Armagh gig was a pure pleasure….his enthusiasm was inspiring for me up there on the stage…as I exited at the end he gave me a great thumbs up sign….its not every day I get the nod from a five year old , better than any gold disc on a wall
Thank you also for your leadership and generosity over the years as well!
Which end of the bog and how distant am I?? About five thousand miles away from you. Born four years before the Summer of Love. Croatian and Dane on my Father’s side. English and Irish on my Mum’s side with some Flaherty and Nocton blood out of Oughterard appears to be in my veins.
The art/music you’ve recorded is “lightning in a bottle” for listeners everywhere. Even your recitation style is always so soothing (e.g., your COVID Sessions and Mike Harding’s Sunflowers).
Sincerely,
Frank
Downhill from the prison, downhill from the mall
Downhill from the factory farm and the hospital
Downhill from the border wall
Downhill from the high school, downhill from the gym
Downhill from the church and the stadium
Downhill from the baby’s room
Downhill from the office, downhill from the bar
Downhill from the theme park and the family car
Downhill from happy hour
Downhill from everywhere, downhill from all you see
The ocean is downhill from gravity
Downhill from here, downhill from everywhere
Downhill from all of humanity
Downhill from the silver screen
Downhill from the Anthropocene
Downhill from the vineyard, downhill from the mine
Downhill from the fruited plain and the bottom line
Downhill from Columbine
Downhill from the racetrack, downhill from the news
Downhill from the sponsors and the camera crews
Downhill from the born to lose
Downhill from God’s golden shore
Downhill from the grocery store
Downhill from the Senate floor
K street, and the never ending war
Downhill from everywhere, downhill from all you see
The ocean is the last stop for gravity
Downhill from here, downhill from everywhere
And all mankind’s ambition and vanity
Do you think of the ocean as yours?
Because you need the ocean to breathe
Every second breath you take is coming from the sea
And we don’t really know, because we don’t really see
Do you think of the ocean as yours?
Do you think about it at all?
Downhill from the campus, downhill from the loan
Downhill from the funeral home
Downhill from the laptop, downhill from the trolls
Downhill from the Russian doll
Downhill from the NRA
Downhill from the GOP
Downhill from the ICE,
And your huddled masses yearning to be free
Hi, dear Christy,
It is my great joy to write to you today, because it is only a week from now, that I will be able to see you again at the Marquee. Some excitement until I finally could get some tickets,( house full ;- )) ,but all is ok now.
I listen to your songs, watch all the many videos about you and your great work..and..I found, by chance, your wonderful book ” ONE VOICE ” wich has been my bedtime lecture for the last weeks..What a great story, I love to see all the photos,read the songtexts and your comments, full of suspense and wisdom..
Thank you for all of this..
When I am in Cork, I will write once more..
Until then: Stay well and happy..
Love,
Trudy
Hi Christy, just wanted to thank you for dedicating a song to Conal last Thursday night and talking to him before you left the stage.
We had a brilliant night and he hadn’t stopped talking about it since. Everyone in school heard about it on Friday. He said ” I wish Christy was part of our family 🤣”
Looking forward to seeing you again next time.
Thank you again for giving us some very precious memories as a family
Paula, Ronan and Conal
Seeing Conal at the Armagh gig was a pure pleasure….his enthusiasm was inspiring for me up there on the stage…as I exited at the end he gave me a great thumbs up sign….its not every day I get the nod from a five year old , better than any gold disc on a wall
Peace Christy,
Thank you also for your leadership and generosity over the years as well!
Which end of the bog and how distant am I?? About five thousand miles away from you. Born four years before the Summer of Love. Croatian and Dane on my Father’s side. English and Irish on my Mum’s side with some Flaherty and Nocton blood out of Oughterard appears to be in my veins.
The art/music you’ve recorded is “lightning in a bottle” for listeners everywhere. Even your recitation style is always so soothing (e.g., your COVID Sessions and Mike Harding’s Sunflowers).
Sincerely,
Frank
Downhill from the prison, downhill from the mall
Downhill from the factory farm and the hospital
Downhill from the border wall
Downhill from the high school, downhill from the gym
Downhill from the church and the stadium
Downhill from the baby’s room
Downhill from the office, downhill from the bar
Downhill from the theme park and the family car
Downhill from happy hour
Downhill from everywhere, downhill from all you see
The ocean is downhill from gravity
Downhill from here, downhill from everywhere
Downhill from all of humanity
Downhill from the silver screen
Downhill from the Anthropocene
Downhill from the vineyard, downhill from the mine
Downhill from the fruited plain and the bottom line
Downhill from Columbine
Downhill from the racetrack, downhill from the news
Downhill from the sponsors and the camera crews
Downhill from the born to lose
Downhill from God’s golden shore
Downhill from the grocery store
Downhill from the Senate floor
K street, and the never ending war
Downhill from everywhere, downhill from all you see
The ocean is the last stop for gravity
Downhill from here, downhill from everywhere
And all mankind’s ambition and vanity
Do you think of the ocean as yours?
Because you need the ocean to breathe
Every second breath you take is coming from the sea
And we don’t really know, because we don’t really see
Do you think of the ocean as yours?
Do you think about it at all?
Downhill from the campus, downhill from the loan
Downhill from the funeral home
Downhill from the laptop, downhill from the trolls
Downhill from the Russian doll
Downhill from the NRA
Downhill from the GOP
Downhill from the ICE,
And your huddled masses yearning to be free
https://www.jacksonbrowne.com/discography/downhill-from-everywhere/
great song Frank….are you Nocton or Naughton out of Oughterard…..a great spot for the high cream