What a beautiful song for an exquisite place. This performance has great precision and beauty. Thank you for sharing I am sure the Glenn was so happy. I am going to return someday soon and play this tune on my pipes.
Enjoyed the poem…..and the video. When I was a youngster I begged my parents for a bike…..refused! Now I’m 70, I’ve been cycling for 50 years…….this morning round the Prop of Ysthie , Tarves, back roads to Meldrum. My wife thinks I’m an auld feel…….i suppose this is what happens when you’re denied a bike as a boy!
Alex was my instructor at college and knew I was from a musical family so I was at his home quite a bit and took up banjo and guitar which has been a spoke in my wheel ever since, was going to look him up but he had kicked it, good lad though, he would have liked to know I put his tuition to good use?
You can see the martial training in this dance more so than many others. Great for practicing combat footwork 'neath the watchful gaze of an occupying force, much like capoeira.
My uncle (Rab Kirk) left his mining job and joined the Scots Guards soon after the start of WW2 and, after a few months in the dungeon at the Tower of London (for a misguided wink at a pretty woman while he was on guard duty) was packed off to Messina to eventually join the fighting on the mainland. This song always makes me think of him. The pretty woman was the then Princess Julianna of the Netherlands.
A great story ....my own grand uncle fought in WW1 and is buried in Egypt he joined the Royal Iirish Rifles and came from the Irish midlands and had moved to Belfast.
