Second Show Announced for Bundoran

Dear Listeners

We have added a second show in Bundoran!

Tickets go on sale May 1st for new show on Saturday Oct 20th, 2018.

More ticket information here on the gig page

Christy …

Athy gig announced at DREAMLAND BALLROOM

Dear Listeners,

Tickets go on sale this week for a show at the Dreamland Ballroom, Athy (a/k/a/ A.R.C.H) on Thursday July 19th.

More ticket information here on the gig page
Christy …

March 2018

Early 2017

It’s been a long time since the last chat. I tried to start a few times but ran out of steam, ground to a halt. Chats usually come together when I am on the road, away from home for a few days. In recent months all the work has been home based. I have been very busy here in the workroom, but busy in a way that defies inclusion. Hopefully there will be something to show for it in due course. So far this year the work has been most enjoyable. When he is available we have been joined by Cathal Hayden on Fiddle and Banjo. A masterful player of Traditional Irish Music he is also an exceptionally gifted contributor to songs. Tasteful and creative, prepared to take chances, to risk a riff, to solo into the (almost) unknown. I love that, Declan has it in spades. Playing with Declan Sinnott, Cathal Hayden and Jimmy Higgins these past months has been exhilarating for this singer. Recent nights in Vicar St, Naas, Mullingar, Ennis, Clonmel, Limerick, Waterford, Dungarvan and Gormanstown have found us hitting some sweet notes and having fun and frolics with our loyal and enthusiastic listeners. Lots of new songsters turning out to hear the songs, many visitors flying in from distant climes to share a chorus with us. The ongoing phenomenon is truly humbling and the encouragement, listening, and commitment is always appreciated and never taken for granted. Last year’s LILY CD and JOURNEY DVD are done and dusted, safely installed on the shelf here in the work room. The Planxty retrospective also entered the archive.

Early 2018

All in all, 2017 was quite a busy year. Now we are stuck into 2018 and looking ahead. Scotland looms once more. A new venue in Hamilton for which we have been rehearsing a particular song. Then on to Auld Reekie and the RCH before climbing the stair one more time – “to hell or to heaven we’ll go”. I have decided to do a series of Solo Gigs this year in the month of June. It is such a different experience. I did 2 solo gigs in Carlow and Carrick-On-Suir last year. Initially I felt totally exposed by the sparse sound and the lack of colour but as the evening continued I began to rediscover the freedom of solo playing. Old songs long since forgotten appeared out of the mist of time. It seems easier to busk intros and to gallop off in different directions. It’s also strange at first being alone in the dressing room, both while preparing for the gig and, even more so, in reflection afterwards. I have various recording plans in mind –  about 5 different albums wrestling in my head, but one is already in preparation and may see the light of day in the Autumn. Lots of interesting gigs in place and I am happy to be returning to The Marquee in Cork. We have now played it every year (bar one) since its inception. We’ll give it De Banks. Back to Southern England in the Autumn. Delighted to play the Royal Festival Hall again in September plus a few other Cities not yet confirmed. Something I must share – In recent years I have received songs from hundreds of writers. I regret that I simply cannot respond to you all. I do my best to listen but I have work here that I must prioritise on a daily basis… maybe I will one day get to listen to them all.

The tour continues, the songs reverberate, new listeners turn up as others move on to fresh pastures. We spent a lot of time last year assembling the tracks that made up “On the Road” which was released a few months back and has been well received. It was only after it was released that I remembered the name of my first album, “Paddy on The Road” which was released in 1968. A small part of me still lingers in that Old World but most of me has moved on to these more-or-less enlightened times. I love this current band with Declan Sinnott, Jim Higgins and Cathal Hayden. It’s a pure song band – everyone working towards the song, no other agenda among the rank and file. Lovely spontaneous music which lifts the songs every night. We have loose structures, We have neither set list or running order. Breaks and instrumentals emerge depending upon “the feel’ on any given night.

17th March 2018

Here we are on St. Patrick’s Day 2018. Our lives have been turned upside down by the passing of Liam O’Flynn during the week. We bade him farewell yesterday. 6 of us had the lonesome honour of shouldering our beloved comrade into the Church in Kill, County Kildare. There, along with his darling Jane, his sister Maureen, his family and friends we celebrated his life. We recalled his music and played him off. Liam and Jane have had a hard year as he struggled with declining health but, through it all, the sparkle was always there. His dear friend Paddy Glackin was steadfast in his commitment to Liam and kept us in the picture over recent months. Despite the inevitable, it still came as a shock last Wednesday morning. I have known Liam for 55 years but the enormity of his contribution really hit home when we heard the news. Liam, more than any other, brought the “Uileann” sound around the world. He was and remains “The Master” of our times. His influence upon Irish Music is incalculable. That he carried his music with humility, compassion and with a gentle sense of humour endeared Liam to all who encountered him. That sense of endearment shone through the music played yesterday in the small Church in County Kildare.

Our Piper is gone but his legacy resounds.

Click HERE for an interview with Liam  O’Flynn

Click HERE to watch a documentary about Liam O’Flynn

On The Road

 

I consider myself very fortunate to have new generations coming to hear the songs. Many of these listeners were not even born when I first began recording some of these tracks. Many enquire about a collection of the most popular songs. This collection has been gathered from gigs recorded over the past 3 years. It features new versions of the most requested songs. They were recorded at 17 different venues in Ireland, England and Scotland.

Its been a fulfilling project, comparing different versions, hearing old songs with new arrangements and different musicians..

Its a great buzz for me…. to have such great listeners, to be still out here “On The Road“.

 

Sleeve Notes

 
Track List:
Ordinary Man
Ride On
Joxer Goes to Stuttgart
Black Is the Colour
Don’t Forget Your Shovel
The Voyage
Delirium Tremens
Fairytale of New York
Lisdoonvarna
Cliffs of Dooneen
Weekend in Amsterdam
Viva la Quinte Brigada
City of Chicago
Go, Move, Shift
Nancy Spain
Lingo Politico
The Raggle Taggle Gypsy
St. Brendan’s Voyage
Beeswing
McIlhatton
Bright Blue Rose
If I Get an Encore
North & South
The Time Has Come

Homelessness Protest … 7th April 2018

Dear Listeners,

Homelessness Protest – 7th April 2018

Dear Listeners,
Please note this new initiative and consider being part of it. The protest will take place on 7th April 2018 at the Garden of Remembrance from 1 pm.
I hope to support it in any way I can.
See ye along the road..
Christy

New Album – On the Road …

Dear Listeners,

The new double CD  “On The Road”  was released in November and features new live recordings of my most popular tracks. We have chosen 24 tracks from 17 different venues recorded over the past 3 years.

We have also added new dates around Ireland and UK in the coming months.

“On The Road” will be available in record shops and  at all gigs .

Order a copy by clicking HERE.

 

All the best,

Christy

New Album – On The Road

Dear Listeners,

The new double CD  “On The Road”  was released in November and features new live recordings of my most popular tracks. We have chosen 24 tracks from 17 different venues recorded over the past 3 years.

We have also added new dates around Ireland and UK in the coming months.

“On The Road” will be available in record shops and  at all gigs .

Order a copy by clicking HERE.

All the best,

Christy

Two Extra Shows Added in Vicar Street!

Dear Listeners,

We are adding two more nights to our run of shows at Vicar Street.  Two final dates of Wednesday, January 10th and Thursday, January 11th join the list that already includes shows on Dec 11&12, Dec 19&20, and Jan 2&3.   Tickets for the two new shows go on sale Monday Nov 13th at 9AM.   More ticket information here on the gig page
Christy …

Mark Your Calendars with these new dates in April 2018

Dear Listeners,

The calendar is really filling up for 2018.  We have four new dates On Sale:  Letterkenny, April 6th; Carrick on Shannon, April 7th; Westport, April 13th; and Cavan, April 14th.    More ticket information here on the gig page
Christy …

Christy Announces Long List of Spring 2018 Dates

Dear Listeners,

We have new Irish dates posted for Spring 2018 in Naas, Mullingar, Gormanstown, Enniscorthy, Tullamore, Kilkenny, Trim, Waterford and Bantry.  These dates are in addition to the recently announced UK tour to Liverpool, Manchester, Birmingham and York set to take place in May 2018.  More ticket information here on the gig page
Christy …

Christy Returns to Vicar Street

Dear Listeners,

Good news for all who have made it an annual visit.  Christy returns to Vicar Street for 6 shows Dec 11 & 12, Dec 19 & 20, and Jan 2 & 3.  On Sale Thursday October 5th.

UCH welcomes Christy back in April 2018

Dear Listeners,

We have been invited back to the University Concert Hall, Limerick, Friday April 20, 2018.  Tickets now on sale here
Christy …

Second Date Added for Iontas Theatre

Dear Listeners,

We have added a second date at Iontas Theatre, Castleblayney Co. Monaghan  – Friday November 24th.  Tickets go on sale next Wednesday Aug. 16.  Check Gig Page for further info

Christy …

New Solo Dates Announced

Dear Listeners,

Here are two new Solo dates for your calendar – Venue Theatre, Ratoath, Co. Meath Saturday Nov 11th, 2017; and Iontas Theatre, Castleblayney Co. Monaghan Thursday Nov 23rd.  Check Gig Page for further info

Christy …

INEC – October 27, 2017

 

Dear Listeners,

 

We’ve added another new date – INEC, Killarney, Friday 27th October 2017. Tickets on sale now & available from box office PH 064 66 71555

or you can click HERE

Christy …

Where I Come From

I come from The Bog of Allen, beneath the seat of the ancient King,

Listen for the distant Corncrake, hear the Lark and the Curlew sing,

Where the heather and the moss grow, and the turf lies row after row,

Out there in the sun to dry, breathe it in as I walk on by,

Where the kids and the dogs all muck in to gather,

Bringing home the turf, no matter what the weather.
 

CHORUS
I’m a bogman, deep down, it’s where I come from
 

I was walking along the seashore, in a distant land,

Dreaming of Barronstown, Bridie, Frank and Nan,

I put the saddle on the pony in the corner field, and cantered down the lane,

I was heading for the yellow bog, Sonny was on the slane,

He was cutting deep into the turf, he was pegging it on up high,

Neddy was catching  on the bank as Gary was spread it out to dry,

Footing it, they’re cutting it, they’re clamping it together,

Bringing home the turf no matter what the weather

CHORUS

When they heard the Milltown bell  the turfmen paused to pray,

Bridie’s coming down the meadow with the billy-cans of tea,

Nanny’s got the basket on her arm to feed them hungry men,

The Dowling girls are on the bog in the heat of the midday sun,

I’m dreaming, dreaming, of the jet black loam,

The roots of the long haul journey men kept calling me back home,

From way out west in Canada, from deep down in Geelong,

To the yellow bog in Allenwood, the place where I belong

CHORUS

 

Arthur’s Day

Christy Moore/Wally Page

 

Diageo Diageo have mounted a Crusade

Creating Arthur’s Day, they’ve suckered us into their charade

Start ’em off on Alco-Pops tastes just like lemonade

Get ’em into the hit while they’re young and none the wiser

 

 

Diageo pump the volume up on Arthur’s Day

With The Manic Street Preachers, Primal Scream, Tom Jones and David Gray

To flog their alcohol, they’re revving the youngsters up for a mighty spree

Twitter and Facebook telling them where The Mumford’s ‘r going to be

 

Chorus

Happy Happy Happy Happy Arthur’s Day

It’s such…. a Happy Clappy Advertising’ Scheme

Drink sensibly they implore us, as their Hosannas sound a never-ending chorus

‘n kids get hooked on the fantasies that flash before us

 

 

Arthurs Alcoholiday is coming round again

He’s the patron saint of porter canonized by the Advertising’ Men

The medics in the ambulance ‘ll be working overtime,

The A&E ‘ll be like a drunk tank in the firing line

While Diageo goes AWOL at closing time

Lost Tribe of the Wicklow Mountains

Dave Lordan/Christy Moore

 

I believe in them so they do exist.

Way up in the Wicklow Mountains tis easier to hide than you think

Back in behind them waterfalls

Deep down in sunless crevices

In rhodedendroned foliage

On slopes of fluttering shadow and scree.

Nothing speaks of this tribe apart from these words.

They could be waifs running free from the lead mines

They could be orphans out of ballads and poems

They could be rebels who outran the redcoats

They could be ravers, they could be Wiccans

Who squat above in high ruins

Cavorting at thousand-day hooleys

Beneath great roofless halls

Turning to foxes at midnight

They plough through the motorway snow

To scavenge suburban dustbins

Down around Newtownmountkennedy

Down around Newtownmountkennedy

This Tribe has no patterns

Fits no description

Nothing about it translates

Apart from its existence

No reasons no thesis no customs no goals

The Tribe is my credo … that’s all

Strong is my faith, strong is my Beat

Strong is my magic, strong is my Want

And wanting I will rise, up alongside them

Spinning into the mist, ne’er to be seen again

High above Mullaghacleevaune

 

Some of our boys

To the hills they have gone away

More of them have been shot

And some are far out at sea

 

Michael Dwyer of the mountain

Has plenty of cause for his spleen

For the loss of his own

Loyal comrades who died on the green

 

 

 

In April 2013, we joined a great throng in Avondale, Co. Wicklow. “Save Our Forests” was a collective who sought, successfully, to prevent the proposed sell off of our national forests. In that beautiful vale, the Cork Poet, Dave Lordan, read this piece. Since then I have been trying to perform it. After three years of foostering, I felt it was time to sing or get off the pot … shine on Dave Lordan. The hanging baskets are still in bloom and there’s more than puddings in Clonakilty!

Green Grows the Laurel

Trad. Arr. With new words Christy Moore

 

There once was a captain who was borne far out to sea

Before he could get married he was sent far away

 

Across the boundless ocean far away upon the tide

His heart forever breaking for the loss of his bride

 

Green grows the laurel softly falls the dew

I’m sorry my true lover for ever parting from you

 

When he returned again to her father he did go

Is your daughter inside sir can I see her once more

 

My daughter is gone sir she left here last night

She has gone to some nunnery was the old mans reply

 

The captain rode on to the nunnery where he knocked upon the door

Down came the reverend mother and her tears they did flow

 

Your true love is gone sir she was taken last night

Gone to the asylum after losing her mind

 

The captain rode on to the asylum, arrived at first light

The story that they gave to him was that she died here last night

 

Let me in there cried the captain, let me in there the captain cried

Let me in there til I see her, til I stand by her side

 

Standing by her left side his sharp sword he drew

And he gave her great attention as he pierced his heart through

 

Sad was their misfortune sorrowful their fate

To see two loyal lovers lying together in one place

 

 

 

In 1967 John “Jacko” Reilly recorded a set of songs for Tom Munnelly. These were subsequently released by Topic records on John’s remarkable album “The Bonny Green Tree”. I heard him sing this song back in 1965 but did not hear it again until Helen Grehan performed it at a concert in Boyle in June 2014. That concert raised funds towards a memorial plaque to commemorate John’s life and time in Boyle. It can be seen on the Square, Boyle, Co. Roscommon. At that concert Helen’s rendition of this song stilled the night. In subsequent months, and with Helen’s encouragement, I began to engage with it. I added a verse, something I had done previously with John’s “Lord Baker” and “Raggle Taggle Gypsy”, and gradually fell under the spell of yet another one of John Reilly’s beautiful, ancient ballads.

 

Lightning, Bird, Wind, River Man

Declan O’Rourke

 

If I was a bolt of lightning I’d shoot right down and split the sky

My energy would burn so bright t’would illuminate the darkest night

Maybe I’ll come back as one, half a second I’ll be gone

I’ll zap the earth, light up the sea with a bolt of electricity

 

If I was a bird upon the wing the sweetest songs you’d hear me sing

I’d fill the air with secret words in a language no one’s ever heard

Round and round the tune would ring, the melody reverberating

Mesmerising and absurd, more like and angel than a bird

 

But today I don’t want to be anything else but myself

Today I’m a little bit of all these things

There’s a little bit of all these things in me

I’ve got them all in my hand

I’m a lightning, bird, wind, river man

 

If I was a gust of wind I’d blow around the world three times or so

I’d gather up a million leaves and make a sculpture on the breeze

So beautiful that god would want to know how it was made

Would offer me a handsome price to be the wind in paradise

 

If I was a river I would be a raging river wild and free

Across the waterfalls I’d flow and rush the rapids down below

So treacherous would be my wrath you would not want to cross my path

I’d run so fast into the sea the waves would be seen on Mercury

 

 

 

Declan O’Rourke was a revelation when he played before Planxty on our 2004 reunion gigs in Vicar St. Dublin. Since that time he has written many fine songs that have been covered the world over. Last year in West Clare we spotted a poster for Kenny’s Music Pub in Lahinch – Live Tonight Declan O’Rourke. We had a great night listening to him as he wove his tapestry of songs. When he sang this song I loved it straight away. The following morning I called him and he gave me the all clear. Long may his melodies reverberate.

 

The Ballad of Patrick Murphy

John Spillane

 

They lived beside the river at the turning of the tide

They lived beside the river, by the river they lived and they died

 

Patrick Murphy was a fisherman in the town of Passage West

With his wife and seven children he tended to his nets

 

In the year 1911 one moonlit night in May

With 3 companions Patrick rowed across to French’s Bay

 

They were fishing for a living like their fathers done before

Dreaming of the salmon all along the Mucán shore

 

They lived beside the river at the turning of the tide

They lived beside the river, by the river they lived and they died

 

Until the bailiffs boat came down the Lee, the dreaded Murricaune

They came down from Blackrock Castle with their revolvers drawn

 

The Murricaune were gangsters in the service of the crown

They murdered Patrick Murphy as he fished on the Mucán

 

In the year 2011 we gathered on the green

To remember Patrick Murphy in beautiful Toureen

 

For the people that remember that justice was not done

For the killing of Pat Murphy by a bullet from the bailiffs’ gun

 

 

 

This is my fifth time to record a John Spillane song. Sometimes we collaborate and we keep in touch along this job of journeywork. On 4^th July 2015, I performed “Pat Murphy” at the Marquee in Cork. In the audience that night were Whacker and Frick Murphy, two of Patrick Murphy’s grandsons. They sailed up the River Lee from Passage West to attend the concert. Afterwards they shared stories of their Grandfathers life and times and we remembered how he had lived and died on the river. Then back aboard their boat for a moonlit voyage back to Passage West and a few pints before closing time.

Oblivious

Mick Blake

 

What will it take to make us angry, where is the spark to light our flame

We’ve been sold out, taken in, yet blindly

We’ll do it all again, fuel that gravy train …

Oblivious

 

They give all we treasure away for half nothing

Banish our children to labour on rich foreign shores

Prey on the weak, bow to the ones who have plenty

We follow them blindly again as we did before

 

We stick with The Tribe, we stand by our man

Whipped into line by this great master plan

Stuck in a spiral still fighting an old civil war

The Men and Women of 1916

Risked their lives for a National dream

One hundred years later, what was it all for

Hear their voices resounding, calling to me and to you

All they dreamt of and died for, squandered by scoundrels and fools,

Is this the best we can do?

 

 

 

I first heard Mick Blake at a concert in Vicar Street, Dublin in October 2014. He joined us that night to raise funds for the Middle East Children’s Alliance. Since then we have shared songs. Recently I heard “Oblivious” via the Rossport “Shell to Sea” album. I first sang this song in Ballina, Co, Mayo, where it received a mixed reception. A true modern-day bard, Mick writes and sings in the manner of the old ballad singers who sang their songs and sold their ballad sheets carrying news and alternative perspectives from town to town.

 

 

 

 

Wallflower

Peter Gabriel

 

Six by six from wall to wall

Shutters on the windows, no light at all

Damp on the floor, damp in your bed

They’re trying to drive you crazy get you out of your head

They feed you scraps they feed you lies

To lower your defences, no compromise

There’s nothing you can do, your days are long

Your mind is working overtime your body’s not that strong

Hold on, Hold on

They take you out the light burns your eyes

In the talking room there’s no surprise

Twisted questions clean white coats

Their eyes are as hidden as their Hippocratic oaths

They tell you to behave, behave as their guest

You try to resist them you do your best

They take you to the limit they take you beyond

No matter what they say to you there’s no way to respond

Hold on, Hold on, Hold on, Hold on

They put you in a box so you can’t be heard

May your spirit be unbroken may you not be deterred, Hold On.

You have gambled with your own night, you spend the night alone

While the builders of the cages sleep with bullets bars and stones

They can’t see the road to freedom you have built with flesh and bone

 

Though you may disappear

You’re not forgotten here

I will say to you

We will do what we can do

 

 

 

Across the years I have enjoyed singing songs from across the water. Heading to play Glastonbury in 2015 I sought to sing a local song. We worked hard to get “Wallflower” ready for the great event, but when the night arrived I flunked the challenge and reached for some hoary chestnut. Now I feel ready to sing this powerful song from Peter Gabriel.

Lily

Christy Moore/Wally Page

 

I crossed the River Liffey bridge and went on up the town

By Coffey’s clock twas plain to see how time was moving on

Past Neeson’s and John Johnson’s, Tommy Tougher’s and Keadeen

How’s it going said Paddy Dolan, game ball said Skinner Behan

 

The morning hooter called the workers to the factory line

To weave the bales of sisal into rope and binder twine

Beneath the weeping ash I heard Jack Lawlor’s anvil ring

Back down the town in Cummins’s heard John McCormack Sing

 

From Hawkfield and Kilbelin, Chinatown and Rosy’s Lane

Scattered round the world we dreamt of coming home again

From the Rocks of Sydney Harbour, the Bronx and Birmingham

To the Sandy Hills, the Seven Springs, The waters of the Fen

 

Walking down the Moorefield Road my father tellin me

Of the Corbally eviction back in 1953

The story of Clongorey, the hunger and despair

Gone but not forgotten in the history of Kildare

 

To stand upon the Gibbet Rath I walked along the Plains

By Donnelly’s Hollow heard the keening of the Curragh Wrens

Black & Tans in The Barracks as young rebels crossed the fields

From the back lanes and the boreens came Sheahans and O’Neills

 

Here comes Darky Prendergast and Mrs Charlie Weld

The Halfords and  The Edderys, the Brabazons and the Bells

The Owners and The Trainers, stallions and brood mares

Fillies, colts and yearlings on the gallops of Kildare

 

The Roo, The Goo and Gandy, every nickname brings a smile

Tell Fid, Conks and Corney I’ll be home in a little while

As the sun goes down behind the Town we’ll gather on the strand

Dance to Jimmy Dunny’s orchestra, Tom Wilmot’s Ceili band

 

 

 

I grew up in Co. Kildare between 1945 and 1963. Early images of Newbridge remain crystal clear in my mind. Since then it has expanded tenfold and is now a dormitory town to the nation’s capital. I have tried to write a song about a place that still exists, if only in my mind. It’s an old song that was written recently.

 

The Gardener

Paul Doran

 

The Gardener rises with the sun

He knows there’s work to be done

The reason for every season

 

He knows when to dig in deep

When to sow and when to reap

That everything begins in spring

 

He makes his bed with care

And sows his seed with love

 

The Gardener has a tale to tell

Feed the ground and water well

When planting out he’ll face the south

 

He is the patient one

Mother Nature’s loving son

The Robin is a friend of his

 

And when the day is done

He’ll smile and say … wait til summer comes

 

And Summer comes and then we’ll see just what he’s done

When blooms of every colour blossom in the sun

The signs of all his care and effort are displayed

And all his time and patience is repaid

 

The Gardener rises with the sun

He knows there’s work to be done

The reason for every season

 

 

 

Paul Doran performed with Moving Hearts at The Baggot Inn back in 1981. Later we wrote and recorded the theme song for the “Self Aid” gig of 1986. His song “Natives” was on the 1987 album “Unfinished Revolution”. Some years back he sent me “The Gardener”. I struggled to sing it until last years UK tour when it finally fell into place. A beautiful song to sing from this fine songsmith – Paul Doran – The Bard of Ballybrack.

 

The Tuam Beat

Pádraig Stevens

 

Once upon a golden age

Singin songs was all the rage

Songs for glory songs for fun

Sad songs in the Native Tongue

 

Upon my solemn oath

There’d be forty verses note for note

Here’s a song to set you free

From all of the auld history

 

The Tuam Beat goes Sugar Sugar

The heart speaks how’s your Mother

The Tuam Beat goes Shimmy Shammy

The heart speaks how’s your Mammy

Singin the song, singin the song, singin the same old song

 

Stall her sham you’re only spoofin

You’re huffin and you’re puffin, you’re blowin the roof in

I’ve got electric guitar

With the pickup and the tremolo bar

 

The workin workin workin man

Are you wide to Paddy Talty’s plan

Boys n Girls twist and shout

Have a bit of fun and dance about

 

Quarter to eleven off you go

Down the palace not too slow

Heaven’s all across the sky

I declare to god I must reply

 

The Tinker and the Pavee Sham

Fair play to the Travelling Man

His wheel broke he settled down

He brings beauty to the town

 

 

 

This is a joyful song to sing. Each verse is a story in itself. Jimmy Higgins tuned me into the songs of Pádraig Stevens. Both of them have worked with The Saw Doctors. Good Man Lads.

Mandolin Mountain

Tony Small

 

I go up on Mandolin Mountain

High on Melody Hill

High sweet harmony

Water at the well

 

As my life is passing through me

I’m mostly satisfied

Old songs keep calling me

Calling through the night

 

It was written in The Book of Life

Way back down the road

Love is for the patient one

The honest and the good

 

All along the Valley of The Boyne

On to Tara Hill

I know that it always was

I know that it always will

 

 

 

I first met Tony Small in 1969. Over the years we hooked up regularly. Tony knew the inside of songs. Listening to Mandolin Mountain in 2012 we did not realise that it would be his last recording. Each time I sing this song I sense that Tony is close by.

 

 

New Date Added …

Dear Listeners,

We’ve added a new date – George Bernard Shaw Theatre, Co Carlow, Saturday 2nd September 2017. Tickets on sale now & available from box office PH 059-9172400

 

or you can click HERE

Christy …

Blue of the Night – Lyric FM

Dear Listeners – I’ll be on Carl Corcoran’s “Blue of the Night” programme tonight (11th July) I’ll be chatting with Carl and playing a few songs. Programme starts at 10pm on Lyric FM (‎FM 96.7–99.6 – 95.2 northeast)
Christy

Click HERE for link …

A Few more new Gigs posted

A Second Galway date has been added at the Black Box Theatre on August 18th.  Tickets go on sale on Thursday June 29th.

Also Now on Sale – Errigal Country House Hotel, Cootehill Sept 30th.  Ticket Information Here

Some new gigs …

Dear Listeners,

We have added a few new dates:

Arklow Bay Hotel
EXTRA SHOW ADDED
Fri 21 july 2017
Tkts from hotel reception ph 0402-32309
Beat that Records [ no phone ] & Ticketmaster.ie 24hr line – 0n sale Friday June 16th

Johnstown Estate, Enfield, Co. Meath

Fri September 1st 2017
Tkts from hotel reception Ph 046-9540000 & Ticketmaster.ie

Errigal Country House Hotel, Cootehill,Co. Cavan

Sat Sept 30th. Tickets available from: Hotel Reception – 049 555 6901,
Multisound, Cavan – 049 436 1312
McConnon’s Mace, Monaghan – 042 81961
Loughman’s, Castleblayney – 042 9740226
Stewart’s, Dungannon +44 28 8772 5286 and Ticketmaster

Bundoran

Great Northern Hotel, Bundoran Co. Donegal, Friday October 20th 2017
Doors 7pm Show 8pm – Unreserved Seating – No Interval No Support
Tickets Now on Sale:
Hotel Reception Phone 071 98 41204 & Ticketmaster.ie (Credit Card fees may apply)

Ballina

Great National Hotel, Ballina Co. Mayo, Saturday October 21th 2017
Doors 7pm Show 8pm – Unreserved Seating – No Interval No Support
Tickets Now on Sale: Hotel Reception Phone 096 23600 & Ticketmaster.ie (Credit Card fees may apply)

All the best,

Christy

Home Sweet Home

Dear Listeners,

check out Inside #ApolloHouse tonight 10pm on TV3 #HomeSweetHome …

https://twitter.com/TV3Ireland/status/833722932899622912/…/1

All the best,

Christy

Between the Jigs and the Reels …

Dear Listeners,

Just a reminder that a new Planxty retrospective “Between the Jigs and the Reels” is coming out this Friday, 28th October. Compiled and chosen by the band, the release comes complete with a bonus DVD featuring over two hours of previously unreleased performances from the RTÉ Archives.

You can pre-order by clicking HERE …

All the best,

Christy

Lily