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Is there any connection to "Nottingham Fair" / "Nottamun Town"? When I was listening to MacColl's version from 1957 it sounded to me a lot like "Working Class Hero" from Lennon. Lennon was inspired by Dylan, Dylan by MacColl. Do you think there might be some common root to those?
The first song at 0:48 sounds really similar to this traditional folk music of these headhunting tribes from Borneo ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-S6TdYXdD4aY.htmlsi=xtbFK6jW0dbi3-Gs at timestamp 27: 28. Amazing.
I think it's closer to the Middle English pronunciation. If you listen to reconstructed Shakespearian accents, they will probably pronounce it something like that!
Surely it's a rather agogic (and very beautiful) performance with changes in tempo, but what's the point of writing down the music like this? I don't see any use of it for any musician.
Very reminiscent of the sung part of the pibroch, "The Old Men of The Shells" composed by Alistair Roberts performed by Calum Johnston and John Burgess. Sounds like keening to me; ...I left the ones who love me well To find my home in the ocean swells And follow the old men of the shells...
It’s sounds like icaro songs from Amazon. Just learned about keening and came to hear examples but this sounds very much like sacred songs, they also weave them into fabric as patterns.
Very good question. I think people of all ages (mainly women) keened this way. The Wikipedia page on keening is quite comprehensive and doesn't mention anything about keeners being old.
For anyone finding this comment, the pub is still in business today. Its called the "Quilty tavern" and it's a 30 minute jaunt from the southern end of the Cliffs of Moher along the Wild Atlantic Way. You know, should you be so inclined to stop in for a glass on your way through.
Shady Grove must derive from "Matty Grove", a ballad probably originating in Northern England. Fairport Convention did a version of it with the great Sandy Denny singing. Worth checking out :)
Paddy was my great uncle he was married to my Grandfathers sister it makes me really happy to see this, espically since I never met him he died the year I was born
this song, captain wedderburn and some other similar themes are my favorites. i love it when they have these impossible tasks in order to "be my true love" lol the same as saying "when pigs fly" i think it's a theme we should bring back. make them earn it! even if it's seemingly impossible (you just need to be clever enough. and oftentimes it's no crime to have high standards! it's better than being trampled by careless narcs.)
Yes, Tom (the man singing in the video) never drank a drop of liquor or beer in his life….. it was always a joke for those who knew him to try and get him to take a drink. Amazingly Tom never gave in. A true man of character.
I noticed several people in here spelling Bascom wrong. when my dad was in the army in the late 50s, his best friend there was an Indian named Bascom. Dad was from central Kentucky. Bascom was from pretty much the same area or maybe Tennessee, I can’t remember. I was very young when we went to hunt him down. I have an old photo book and almost every picture in there is of my dad and Bascom. Hardly any of any of the other guys I remember when I was a kid and we went to go see him up in the mountains. When we got there, he had died not long before. I think it may have been a couple of months I can’t really recall. But he had rolled a tractor over on the side of a hill, that’s the first time I ever remember my father crying. My oldest brother was named Bascom after my dad‘s best friend in the army. I just remembered part of the family there, I think there were two young girls who were about me and my brother‘s age. Their names was Holly and Molly. I think they were twins, but I cannot remember. I always wish I could have remembered them and looked them up now.
If I could offer up my own take on the translation as an Irish speaker, only very slight differences, also to see this musically notated is really great! Why, why, my child, what will I do? You are gone from me why Since last year, I have no one why I am alone if I were early, alas alas, without you
As Ursula K Le Geim said "It is our suffering that brings us together. It is not love. Love does not obey the mind, and turns to hate when forced. The bond that binds us is beyond choice. We are brothers. We are brothers in what we share. In pain, which each of us must suffer alone, in hunger, in poverty, in hope, we know our brotherhood. We know it, because we have had to learn it. We know that there is no help for us but from one another, that no hand will save us if we do not reach out our hand. And the hand that you reach out is empty, as mine is. You have nothing. You possess nothing. You own nothing. You are free. All you have is what you are, and what you give. "
