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Christy, we all remembered Liam in Athy last Friday night, a plaque was unveiled at Clancy`s Bar, with lots of tunes after………………. Moorefield fell at the last ,with Portlaoise that bit stronger, a great game in bad conditions.
The Dark Slender Boy is taking his sleep….no more we’ll hear The Bittern Call…I’d love to have witnessed his Athy Commemoration…sounds like it was fitting and true…thankfully he leaves a fine legacy but nothing compares to the pure drop as distilled by Liam Óg Ó Flynn….writing this I think of his posture as he played….sitting well in to the Piper’s Chair,eyes always down in utter concentration,right elbow generating the power, left elbow controlling the flow,chanter resting upon the knee as his fingers let the music out upon the air,the chanter, the regulators, the drones, the beautiful mind that oversaw it all, the concentration, the years and years of preparation,split second spontaneous decisions upon turns trills and grace notes, the knowledge accrued over 6 decades from Leo Rowsome, Sgt Armstrong, Dan Dowd, Seamus Ennis, Willie Clancy and many many more….how blest were we to have spent precious short times in his presence…in most ways a quiet, peaceful ,humble, gentle Kildare man but when he strapped on the full set he became like no other….his masterful control, his choice of tunes, the settings he created,
and we had fun too, that old Transit of ours rocked and rolled with laughter as we trevailed the highways and byways. Liam,Donal, Andy and I….three Lilies and a Blacksmith tearing around Capel St,The Shieling, The Merriman Tavern,Inverin,Prosperous,The Cherry Tree before heading further afield….
I listen to him most days
Thanks for another memorable night of music and song on Friday night in Charlaville.A lovely venue and a great crowd.Ride on was something very special on the night.Have a great Nollaig 2018 you and all the crew.See you in vicar st .Next stop Monks Lane for some nourishment.Thanks again Christy.Roll on 2019.
Greetings to our 4711er’s Timoleague Chapter…you were in good voice in Rathluirc and must have been ready for sustenace upon returning to Monks Lane..we made it back to Black Lagoon ….now safely ensconced I will turn my attentions to the annual Vicar St Gigs….
“all along Thomas Street and on down to The Liffey
the Sun it went down as the Evening grew dark
we crossed over Kings Bridge and begod in a jiffey
my arms were around above in The Park”
Fantastic gig tonight. It was my first time hearing “Ringing that bell”. Very moving, beautiful song.
Anyway, just a story i thought you might like to hear…walking out after the gig, a young lad behind me starting talking about the summer he spent driving a Massey Ferguson, with an old Christy Moore tape stuck in the radio! He had never hear of you before, but had no choice but to listen to you all summer long and is now a big fan!
Míle Maith Agaibh go léir
and heres to the young lad on his massey ferguson…. I’m reminded of an old Ferguson TVO which I learned to drive when I was 9 year old….long before tractors had entertainment centres… across the fields at Backweston (near Celbridge)…long before ballads entered my life…a time of childhood innocence..milking cows, gathering eggs, cabbage plants,mashing mangolds, thinning turnips,stickin pigs, rolling in the hay shed, searching for mushrooms, plucking tomatoes,fishing pinkeens,
64 years ago it was “The Kennedys of Castlerosse”, Din Joe, “The Foley Family”, Míchéal O Hehir, everything on the wireless was in HD…is’nt it amazing how an old Gray Ferguson TVO can inspire such a trip down memory lane…
getting ready here to do it all again tonight..a whole room-full of new listeners will join us..come 8pm we will be at the starting gate, ready to take off once more….two bumps Josey and a way we go
“Some of us are dreamers,Some of us are Fools
making plans and thinking of the future” (Jackson Browne)
Thanksgiving in Amerikay, but Unthanksgiving for those whose way of life was forever changed by European settlers and their descendants. Watched the sun come up on Alcatraz as many gathered for the Sunrise Service commemorating indigenous people and their struggles. It was a mix of religion, dance, ceremony and speeches, and it was moving watching the sun’s spectacular rise over the Bay. There was a great sense of interconnectedness with colonized people everywhere and with Mother Earth herself.
I came home and listened to you singing “Quiet Desperation.”
I first heard that song when I met Floyd Westerman (Red Crow of The Sioux People) in Dublin..I sang “Irish Ways,Irish Laws” and he sang “Quiet Desperation”…later I heard rumour that he had adapted John Gibbs song to “Indian Ways,Indian Laws” but I have never had that verified ( I have my doubts)..I then recorded his beautiful song with Donal Lunny, Arty McGlynn, Liam Óg O Flynn and a young Enya on backing vocals…often wondered had Floyd heard our version of his song
What happened to Richie Allen? Aha,ha, ha. Had to repeat that.
Well, here in the US is turkey day today, so my thoughts if anyone cares to look in. God Bless! And Yeha!
It’s with real sadness that I post this to let you know that Bill Caddick died on Monday night from pancreatic cancer. Bill is, of course, best known for his song ‘John O Dreams’ but has left us many other great songs which will continue to be sung. Mike Harding has posted a lovely tribute on Bill’s Facebook page, which I reproduce below.:
Yesterday at 11:07 AM
RIP Bill Caddick. The world is a whole lot poorer for his death. Great songwriter and singer and fine human being. Worked with him when he was with Taffy Thomas in the old Magic Lantern days and a few yrs back he did a great gig at Victoria Hall Settle. Alec Finn and Bill in the space of a few days. Two mighty oaks in the folk forest have fallen.
“When sleep it comes the dreams come running clear,
the hawks of morning cannot reach you here,
sleep is a river, flow on forever,
and for your boatman choose old John O Dreams”…..( Bill Caddick…RIP)
Dear Christy I hope you and yours are well. Imagine my shock at looking back and seeing you had answered my post. It was pure scenes in the household. In all seriousness thank you for your response. And for all the other times you have responded. Many many times. I’ve not much to do these days as I commence a new job (goddess willing) in January. So I bake and cook alot more. My question if I might ask is what you do when you have the quiet days or the down days? You mentioned the grandchilders… I haven’t any as yet.. The second question is when and where were you happiest or do you regard each present day as the happiest? I am always grateful for your responses as it’s not many highly considered singers who are accessible. Keep warm. Xx
such reflection needs to be for another day…just had a busy busy day, gonna sit now and watch “phantom thread” for the second time..gonna chill and watch a master at work
Hey Christy, I hope I get your permission to do a Christy Moore (living) tribute show. Its called (cleverly…) “Christy Moore or Less”. Done with an obvious fake Irish accent that tends to sound Pakistani.
seeing as you are way up there in Australia there’s not a lot I can about it except to wish you good luck with it…
never been to sasana.. or even north of the border..went west as a cub found my feet pounding the sidewalks of ny for 30 years..now im further south in the sun at last..but each june i get that call that brings me back footing turf and sitting in on the odd session in easkey. trying out my new stuff on strangers hoping they shut up long enough to understand my tales. . when that happens It feels like i never left.. its nice to talk to you christy, its nice you take the time out of your day to interact with people here who view you as an irish treasure.which of course you are. slan.
two bumps Josie
Johnny hyland uses acrilic nails too, wouldn’t work to well for me ,tearing down walls and tiling bathrooms.. only problem I have with the metal pick it keeps slipping off.otherwise I like the sound..keep well .peace.
Building Up and Tearing England Down…mind your hands, save your fingers for pickin the sweet tunes…Johnny Laing and George Wimpey could’nt give two fucks, The Green and The Gray no better, as for Robert McAlpine, dont get me started..
I was always a flat picker, the stuff im writing lately lends itself to finger picks..I find the metal finger and plastic thumb pick give a nice metalic and bass sound.. but who asked me .
I never used a plectrum until I got my first steel strung guitar in 1967….plecked and finger picked until about 10 years ago…then my finger pads began to get sore…I tried out acrylic nails and I’ve been using them ever since…with the acrylics I can play real soft or “dig in”when required ….
you’re getting a nice sound with your picks
Too kind to me, Too kind. Aha.
Hello Christy is there anyway I can mail you in private?
giz a clue
if you have a minute give this a listen.
Maidin mhaith aChristy, had the pleasure to attend the wonderful production of ‘Aisling?’ In Culturlánn McAdam Ó Fiaich last night. ‘Aisling?’ Is the story of the Gaeltacht through music, dance and poetry. Written by Eoghan MAC Giolla Bhríde who co-wrote Song of Granite. A pleasure to meet him and the wonderfully talented Róisín Seoighe along with our dear friend Mairéad Ní Mhaonaigh. It’s has been touring the Gaeltacht areas hence the Falls Road where Coláiste Feirste has over 600 pupils and rising. Tickets in the bag for the Waterfront…maybe this time you’ll drop in to An Culturlánn for a tour and a bowl of chowder 🐟 in the meantime go well Christy. Mary
“Way out beyond the Black Mountain
Rosalita and Jack Cambell dance
where troubles and old songs are forgotten and gone
and dreamers still hold on to love and romance”…( Sean Mone)
What happened to Richie?
Ok, maybe I am wearing out my welcome.
He passed out and fell from the high stool
you keep hitting the nail on the head
dragon’s breath and Jameson 12 dont hide no truth
our delusion, our inability to act, our total subservience, as we purr towards the precipice
Keep coming back
Just wanted to touch base with you and let you know how much I enjoyed the show in Bundoran last month. I had requested a song and you made sure that you sang it by asking if I was there that night and giving me a shout out. I was impressed with the shout out and with the respect you gave all the Yanks that were present at the show. There were several guys from Milwaukee I believe that were at both shows and you showed them great respect and I applaud you for that, we as Yanks don’t get alot of that these days. Take care and keep doing what you are doing, hope to come back next year and catch you at another show.
As I went across the Glenshane Pass
I first heard this song
This is a test
I like the simplicity of rob corcoran’s songs, i must check him out at a gig on my next visit to the smog, and i bet he is made up about ‘ringing the bell’.
My friend Alan Brydon asks that i pass on a request that you check out his song ‘bullets’ on youtube, he is a fine songwriter, including several about WW1.
Keep it Simple
I made it again to the Barrowland Ballroom a couple of weeks ago to see you. The last time I saw you there was in May 1991. In the intervening 27 years I’ve seen you in the Glasgow Concert Hall, in Edinburgh, and in Hamilton. I think the first time I saw you was around 1985.
I was a bit apprehensive about going back to ‘The Barras’; May 1991 was the tenth anniversary of the Maze Martyrs, and there was an almost tangible tension in the hall. Added to that, I’m now 27 years older, and am more suited to reclining in my chair at the Concert Hall!
I needn’t have worried. It was a marvellous, memorable experience! The crowd participation was tremendous. My own highlight was Before The Deluge; I don’t think I’ve seen you do it before. That’s one of my ‘Three Christy Songs To Hear Live Before I Die’ ticked off! The other two being The Contender (Jack Doyle), and Butterfly (So Much Wine).
Most importantly, great to see you looking so well, and sounding as good as ever.
Its the very same for me… but my apprehension melts when I hear the welcoming choir..
Butterfly gets an occasional outing I struggle a bit with Jack these days…such a beautiful song but hurt lurks beneath its verses….a darkness that prevents
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