Looking forward to seeing you in the Slieve Russell next week when we will be celebrating our Wedding Anniversary. Hope “The Voyage” is on the setlist 💕 ♫ 🎸
Christy's reply
There will be Love in the air….I like that venue, among the rolling lakes and drumlins, along that infernal border…its nowhere to be seen yet causes such heartbreak and dissent….I’m gonna reach out over the Lough
Hello Christy,
There’s a small collection of gins that live behind my big harp on a Chinese chest.
Didn’t know my cockney rhyming slang was so good.
I work with a woman called Fiona. She’s London Irish, a Moran. Her man is Barry Humphries’ driver. He’s a wizz on the harmonica.
Here’s one last clue for any brave soul who’s willing to have a punt at this song title
In the town of Athy, one Jeremy Lanigan battered away till he hadn’t a shilling
Thanks Christy for the clues.
There was lashings of drink and wine for the ladies
The thing has such a great rhythm to it.
Rebecca
Christy's reply
I used to love singing that song back in the 70s…great lines in it….then Diarmuid O’Leary and The Bards made it their own by introducing Julia…I’ve not been singing it since…maybe the coast is clear again….Athy has a special place in my heart…a place that no one alive remembers apart from myself…. I used to cycle to Athy ….batter away ’til I hadnt a shillin
I dreamt I dwelt in marble halls
With vassals and serfs at my side,
And of all who assembled within those walls
That I was the hope and the pride.
I had riches all too great to count
And a high ancestral name.
But I also dreamt which pleased me most
That you loved me still the same,
That you loved me
You loved me still the same,
That you loved me
You loved me still the same.
I dreamt that suitors sought my hand,
That knights upon bended knee
And with vows no maidens heart could withstand,
They pledged their faith to me.
And I dreamt that one of that noble host
Came forth my hand to claim.
But I also dreamt which charmed me most
That you loved me still the same
That you loved me
You loved me still the same,
That you loved me
You loved me still the same.
I’m dory it’s not what I was looking for.
Here’s another clue
“danced like bees around a sweet cask”
Hi All. I was at the wonderful Peggy Seeger gig last night, she is about half way through her first farewell tour on the Island and then has dates in Caledonia and in Sept she resumes touring again, accompanied by her son Calum. I am very used to high energy, quality gigs but this was something else and the woman is 87 !! She sang she ecnouraged us all to sing, she played at least four musical instruments, the sang together, Calum sang on his own. A long gig which included a break and included a lovely rendition of The Joy of Living. If at all possible catch one of these gigs, all details on http://www.peggyseeger.com No doubt the Biffos are counting the days C !! Beir bua agus beannacht. H
Christy's reply
Thanks for sharing….great reports coming in about Peggy & Calum’s gigs…we’re looking forward to hearing them tonight
Ooh goody! I love words.
What about knuckle-sandwich, cattywampus(?), sozzled or bamboozle.
I’m pretty fond of catmelodeon (a Christy original?), catatonic, lots of cats…
My grandma used to say she was going to “call herself doy” when she was going to put her feet up, I’ve no idea about that one, has anyone else heard it? She also called a clarinet a clarionet, which could be pretty descriptive, depending on the player, but is not a patch on licorice stick.
Hi Christy – John’s post prompted me to check where the word “Scousers” came from. Found the following: Scouse is a type of stew, typically made from chunks of meat, usually beef or lamb, potatoes and onion. It is particularly associated with the port of Liverpool, which is why the inhabitants of that city are often referred to as “Scousers”.
“Whoa…Why don’t we remember..
Hey, does this train stop..
Does this train stop on Merseyside?”
Christy's reply
goin to sing that song with Son Andy tonight..adin in Dublin…heading up your way next week..
O to be in Dún na Rí ( Murtagh’s)
Hi Christy, with you being a bit of a gifted wordsmith I was wondering, are there any words that you (or any other guest book contributor) miss that were in common use when you were a young fella but have fallen out of fashion? It probably says more about me than the range of my vocabulary but I would have to go for either ‘shenanigans’ or ‘jiggery-pokery’.
Good afternoon Christy. My wife and myself are fortunate enough to be able to come and see you (our 2nd time, the first in Tullamore ) in Bundoran 22-09-22. I hope this message finds you well and so looking forward to see you in September.
Best regards,
John and Sue Ongena
Hello Christy,
I’ve got a day to myself today so I might try and do a bit of recording. Last time I tried Steve decided to practice at the same time. The pipes in the background in a, slightly different key wasn’t what I was going for.
Looking forward to the Marquee. Whatever happens, a gig of yours is always such a special thing. I love the way they’re all different too.
Here’s, a question for anyone who happens to be reading this.
Which song does this line come from?
The harps that are sounded through Tara’s old hall,
Hello Christy,
Its a great song, I’d love to see some of the other verses, if you ever get chance. I couldn’t find it in the lyrics section.
Mother Hubbard’s is a thing in Yorkshire too. Fish and chip restaurants, kind of big and posh.
When I was a kid we went to Harry Ramsden’s as a special treat with my grandparents. It seemed massive.
The ‘if I get an encore’ got an early airing in Cork’s Connolly Hall one night several years ago. There I was listening to Mother Hubbard’s name being invoked while wondering was I the only person in the hall who’d knew where it was.
Hillary: were you at Writers Week?
Christy's reply
Back in the old World Ed…..I always dropped in to (the original) Mother Hubbard’s…Barry’s canteen was such a unique and welcoming pit stop on the Western Road….a mug of scald, a rasher sandwich, a chat with Barry and I was fuelled for whatever ballad lounge that lay at my destination….
then alas,one day, Barry was gone ….I never heard anything about him again….thanks for the memory Ed
I drove on to Mother Hubbard’s
where I saw a swarm of truckers
Hello Christy,
This is lovely
“Merrily we Kissed The Quaker,
lay down with the Alligator
as we sailed upon the Lakes of Pontchartrain
the music and the banter
the sound of Liam Óg’s chanter
We’ ll never hear the likes of him again”
I think it’s yours?
I had a look for it. It’s only on the guestbook, nowhere else online, I don’t think.
There’s a longer version that appears in 2019.
Rebecca
Christy's reply
I wrote a song 30 years ago…”If I get an encore”….over the years there have been numerous verses added and subtracted to and from the original…..this verse emerged after Liam died…its the second half of a verse which starts
“When we hit the road with Planxty
days and nights in that Transit van
criss-crossing the Nation
from Kildimo we drove to Kilcrohane”
Hi C. That was some cracker in Nás na Ríogh the buzz started early as people began to Q at 6 pm, just like Barrowlands, the gig then was like a mix of De Tent and Barrowlands with the addition of the Cill Dara choir, from start to finish !! Go raibh míle maith agat. Listowel Writers Week is winding down after a busy 5 days of prizes, workshops and readings, this quote from our beloved Brendan Kennelly is painted on a gable wall in the town ” All the songs are living ghosts and long for a living voice ” I thought of you and the way you inhabit a song be in sad or funny, satirical or eulogising. Beir bua agus beannacht. H
Christy's reply
Naas had a “homecoming” feel about….driving east afterwards myself and Michael were talking about the gig…it certainly had a Barrowland Buzz about it despite listeners being seated…. its been a welcome factor at the gigs since we recommenced..the singing, the energy,the buzz…..myself and the crew are all energized by the enthusiasm greeting us at every gig…young & old, middle aged and ageless all cranking it up to 11… but also listening when a song calls for it…
I used to meet Brendan out and about on the streets of Dublin..it was always a pleasure to share a few yarns with him… a proud native of Kerry, always happy to sing the praise of of other counties ….
Looking forward to seeing you in the Slieve Russell next week when we will be celebrating our Wedding Anniversary. Hope “The Voyage” is on the setlist 💕 ♫ 🎸
There will be Love in the air….I like that venue, among the rolling lakes and drumlins, along that infernal border…its nowhere to be seen yet causes such heartbreak and dissent….I’m gonna reach out over the Lough
Hello Christy,
There’s a small collection of gins that live behind my big harp on a Chinese chest.
Didn’t know my cockney rhyming slang was so good.
I work with a woman called Fiona. She’s London Irish, a Moran. Her man is Barry Humphries’ driver. He’s a wizz on the harmonica.
Here’s one last clue for any brave soul who’s willing to have a punt at this song title
In the town of Athy, one Jeremy Lanigan battered away till he hadn’t a shilling
Thanks Christy for the clues.
There was lashings of drink and wine for the ladies
The thing has such a great rhythm to it.
Rebecca
I used to love singing that song back in the 70s…great lines in it….then Diarmuid O’Leary and The Bards made it their own by introducing Julia…I’ve not been singing it since…maybe the coast is clear again….Athy has a special place in my heart…a place that no one alive remembers apart from myself…. I used to cycle to Athy ….batter away ’til I hadnt a shillin
Hi Christy. Any gigs coming my way . Graeme
soon as the protocol is signed off..(again)…I do miss my trips to Scotia
Hey Christy, keep checking your tour dates, hoping to see you planning to come over to Liverpool some time soon!
confined to the Island for the time being
Aww R, so I didnt get it. After that I wouldnt have a clue.
we can only do our best Ed
Please Christy correct my stupid spelling if you see it… Xxx
semes fyne too mi i
Hello Ed,
That’s a beauty!
I dreamt I dwelt in marble halls
With vassals and serfs at my side,
And of all who assembled within those walls
That I was the hope and the pride.
I had riches all too great to count
And a high ancestral name.
But I also dreamt which pleased me most
That you loved me still the same,
That you loved me
You loved me still the same,
That you loved me
You loved me still the same.
I dreamt that suitors sought my hand,
That knights upon bended knee
And with vows no maidens heart could withstand,
They pledged their faith to me.
And I dreamt that one of that noble host
Came forth my hand to claim.
But I also dreamt which charmed me most
That you loved me still the same
That you loved me
You loved me still the same,
That you loved me
You loved me still the same.
I’m dory it’s not what I was looking for.
Here’s another clue
“danced like bees around a sweet cask”
Hope this gets it for you.
Rebecca
Xxx
Potatoes & Cake, Bacon & Tae
Rebecca has us set off a mini-quiz here.
Is it “Marble Halls”?
boys and girls all got entangled
Hi All. I was at the wonderful Peggy Seeger gig last night, she is about half way through her first farewell tour on the Island and then has dates in Caledonia and in Sept she resumes touring again, accompanied by her son Calum. I am very used to high energy, quality gigs but this was something else and the woman is 87 !! She sang she ecnouraged us all to sing, she played at least four musical instruments, the sang together, Calum sang on his own. A long gig which included a break and included a lovely rendition of The Joy of Living. If at all possible catch one of these gigs, all details on http://www.peggyseeger.com No doubt the Biffos are counting the days C !! Beir bua agus beannacht. H
Thanks for sharing….great reports coming in about Peggy & Calum’s gigs…we’re looking forward to hearing them tonight
Good to be back on this site and be able to catch up on the news. Hope you’re keeping well Christy.
Chris McGranaghan
its 6’oclock in Greenwich,…
meantime, here is the news…
all good so far today Chris,
welcome back
Ooh goody! I love words.
What about knuckle-sandwich, cattywampus(?), sozzled or bamboozle.
I’m pretty fond of catmelodeon (a Christy original?), catatonic, lots of cats…
My grandma used to say she was going to “call herself doy” when she was going to put her feet up, I’ve no idea about that one, has anyone else heard it? She also called a clarinet a clarionet, which could be pretty descriptive, depending on the player, but is not a patch on licorice stick.
Rebecca
did you ever drink a “Vera & Super”….
Hi Christy – John’s post prompted me to check where the word “Scousers” came from. Found the following: Scouse is a type of stew, typically made from chunks of meat, usually beef or lamb, potatoes and onion. It is particularly associated with the port of Liverpool, which is why the inhabitants of that city are often referred to as “Scousers”.
“Whoa…Why don’t we remember..
Hey, does this train stop..
Does this train stop on Merseyside?”
goin to sing that song with Son Andy tonight..adin in Dublin…heading up your way next week..
O to be in Dún na Rí ( Murtagh’s)
Hi Christy, with you being a bit of a gifted wordsmith I was wondering, are there any words that you (or any other guest book contributor) miss that were in common use when you were a young fella but have fallen out of fashion? It probably says more about me than the range of my vocabulary but I would have to go for either ‘shenanigans’ or ‘jiggery-pokery’.
(total) gobshite
(horrid) neuch
dingin
knuckle-down-bull-full
Good afternoon Christy. My wife and myself are fortunate enough to be able to come and see you (our 2nd time, the first in Tullamore ) in Bundoran 22-09-22. I hope this message finds you well and so looking forward to see you in September.
Best regards,
John and Sue Ongena
Hello Christy,
I’ve got a day to myself today so I might try and do a bit of recording. Last time I tried Steve decided to practice at the same time. The pipes in the background in a, slightly different key wasn’t what I was going for.
Looking forward to the Marquee. Whatever happens, a gig of yours is always such a special thing. I love the way they’re all different too.
Here’s, a question for anyone who happens to be reading this.
Which song does this line come from?
The harps that are sounded through Tara’s old hall,
Rebecca
Here’s a little something that I hope makes you smile
https://youtu.be/TxAFdTCkQS0
a fellow could get dragged down that Emu hole…had to give up after 3 brilliant clips…the morning was starting to slip away on me
Hello Christy,
Its a great song, I’d love to see some of the other verses, if you ever get chance. I couldn’t find it in the lyrics section.
Mother Hubbard’s is a thing in Yorkshire too. Fish and chip restaurants, kind of big and posh.
When I was a kid we went to Harry Ramsden’s as a special treat with my grandparents. It seemed massive.
Rebecca
maybe at The Marquee
The ‘if I get an encore’ got an early airing in Cork’s Connolly Hall one night several years ago. There I was listening to Mother Hubbard’s name being invoked while wondering was I the only person in the hall who’d knew where it was.
Hillary: were you at Writers Week?
Back in the old World Ed…..I always dropped in to (the original) Mother Hubbard’s…Barry’s canteen was such a unique and welcoming pit stop on the Western Road….a mug of scald, a rasher sandwich, a chat with Barry and I was fuelled for whatever ballad lounge that lay at my destination….
then alas,one day, Barry was gone ….I never heard anything about him again….thanks for the memory Ed
I drove on to Mother Hubbard’s
where I saw a swarm of truckers
Hello Christy,
This is lovely
“Merrily we Kissed The Quaker,
lay down with the Alligator
as we sailed upon the Lakes of Pontchartrain
the music and the banter
the sound of Liam Óg’s chanter
We’ ll never hear the likes of him again”
I think it’s yours?
I had a look for it. It’s only on the guestbook, nowhere else online, I don’t think.
There’s a longer version that appears in 2019.
Rebecca
I wrote a song 30 years ago…”If I get an encore”….over the years there have been numerous verses added and subtracted to and from the original…..this verse emerged after Liam died…its the second half of a verse which starts
“When we hit the road with Planxty
days and nights in that Transit van
criss-crossing the Nation
from Kildimo we drove to Kilcrohane”
Hi C. That was some cracker in Nás na Ríogh the buzz started early as people began to Q at 6 pm, just like Barrowlands, the gig then was like a mix of De Tent and Barrowlands with the addition of the Cill Dara choir, from start to finish !! Go raibh míle maith agat. Listowel Writers Week is winding down after a busy 5 days of prizes, workshops and readings, this quote from our beloved Brendan Kennelly is painted on a gable wall in the town ” All the songs are living ghosts and long for a living voice ” I thought of you and the way you inhabit a song be in sad or funny, satirical or eulogising. Beir bua agus beannacht. H
Naas had a “homecoming” feel about….driving east afterwards myself and Michael were talking about the gig…it certainly had a Barrowland Buzz about it despite listeners being seated…. its been a welcome factor at the gigs since we recommenced..the singing, the energy,the buzz…..myself and the crew are all energized by the enthusiasm greeting us at every gig…young & old, middle aged and ageless all cranking it up to 11… but also listening when a song calls for it…
I used to meet Brendan out and about on the streets of Dublin..it was always a pleasure to share a few yarns with him… a proud native of Kerry, always happy to sing the praise of of other counties ….