Miércoles, 02 de Diciembre de 2009

01 SALSA CELTICA (04'13) (2003) Guajira Sin Sol



02 THE IRON HORSE (04'10) (1994) The Heiress
03 THE BORDER COLLIES UNLEASHED! (02'16) song
04 FLOOK LIVE (03'33) tune
05 CEIDE OUT OF THEIR SHELL (04'33)
06 MARY CUSTY & EOIN O' NEILL (02'41) (1991) Kevin Griffins Reel

recreo!
07 COCO ROSIE - Outro with harp
08 MúM (05'11) (2004) Oh, How The Boat Drifts
09 SHUGO TOKUMARU (03'23) (2004) Typewriter



10 COCO ROSIE (05'23) (2005) Brazilian Sun
11 MúM (02'41) (2004) Stir

un temita muy simpático de las Coco Rosie


12 AIDAN O'ROURKE (06'34) (2006) Bah Humburg
13 LEGACY (04'21) Listen, Listen
14 THE TANNAHILL WEAVERS (04'03) (2003) Lassie Wi' The Lintwhite Locks

Miércoles, 25 de Noviembre de 2009

01 CORMAC BREATNACH Sporting Paddy, Adele



02 IAN ANDERSON (03'41) Old Black Cat
03 KILA & OKI (03'34) (2006) Kent Hakka Tufse
04 MCCONVILLE, TOM & KIERAN HALPI (19'20) (1980) High Germany
05 BOWERBIRDS (04'31) My Oldest Memory



06 ALELA DIANE (04'53) (2009) Age Old Blue



07 MAGPIE LANE (04'07) (1993) Near Woodstock Town
08 LES MENESTRIERS (02'58) (1980) Allemande du Roy
09 VäSEN (06'50) (1997) Anno 1643
10 MOUNT EERIE (2008) With My Hands Out
11 RADICAL FACE (2003) pockets full of ink
12 THE ACCIDENTAL (2008) Jaw Of A Whale
13 TUNE-YARDS (06'28) (2009) Lions
14 THE INCREDIBLE STRING BAND (03'53) (1974) Ring Dance







15 MOUNT EERIE - Ancient Questions

Algunas fotos de la visita de Andy Irvine a la radio. Enero del 2009

En el estudio. Andy, El Negro Franc y Sergio

En el estudio. Andy y Sergio

en "El Pitio", El Bolson

tocando en vivo en el programa

Ver post sobre la gira y pequeña biografía

Miércoles, 18 de Noviembre de 2009

En el programa de hoy, sólo discos "nuevos" (que no tengan más de 2 o 3 años, bah...)

01 GRáDA (05'44) (2007) Fifty-Ninth Street
02 DERVISH (06'53) (2007) the cat she went a-hunting
03 ELIZA CARTHY (04'47) (2008) Acres of Ground
04 KATHLEEN BOYLE (02'29) (2008) McGeady's

Nuevo disco de SLIDE.
Una banda de Dúblin
I-M-P-R-E-S-I-O-N-A-N-T-E
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05 SLIDE (04'54) The Watchmaker
06 SLIDE (04'22) See Thru Blue

Such a bloody disgrace, you keep hiding your face, afraid it might show through.
Can't see through, blue.
Life's meaning's misplaced, deep within your own space,
Let me in too.

Chorus
I can see from where you are, I'm your witness, you're my star
Up above shining bright, how is it you feel so shite.

Tears ripple clear water, reflects beauty distorted, surface deep it's not even true.
Can't see through, blue.
Lost grip with the border, volumes flowing all over,
Please keep afloat.

Chorus

Pull away, your pupil's vacuum has no shore.
You couldn't care less, I couldn't care more.

You conceal it with grace, but that won't help displace, the weight that's killing you.
Can't see through, blue.
Don't have your mother's black lace, suck the light from this place,
Please see it through.

Chorus

Author's Note
The Celtic Tiger may have left some people behind and created some new fat cats but for most it means working ridiculously hard to feed the tiger. This can stretch beyond what is humanly possible and result in problems like stress and depression. Modern Ireland may have new found comforts and money but at what price, our best people and loved ones may end up exploited to the detriment of their health.

Mas o menos, lo de arriba, quiere decir esto:

El Tigre Celta pudo haber dejado alguna gente atrás y creado algunos nuevos peces gordos, pero para la mayoría significa trabajar ridículamente duro para alimentar al tigre. Esto puede sobrepasar los límites de lo humanamente posible y resultar en problemas como el stress o la depresión. La Irlanda moderna pudo haber encontrado nuevos lujos y dinero pero a que precio? Nuestra mejor gente y seres amados pueden terminar siendo exlotados en detrimento de su propia salud.

07 SLIDE (04'24) The Maid of Culmore
08 SLIDE (05'47) The Last Waltz



“Slide successfully combined the qualities of traditional Irish music with contemporary musical ideas. They are exceptionally talented and their music has both grace and power”, said celebrated Irish musician-producer Donal Lunny

"Slide combina exitosamente las cualidades de la música tradicional irlandesa con idéas musicales contemporaneas. Son excepcionalmente talentosos y su música tiene tanto gracia como energía" dijo el popular músico y productor Donal Lunny



Si querés ver mas vidéos, en su página oficial, hay algunos mas.

Y por último (también tomado de su página web) una pequeña bio (por ahora sólo en ingles... perdon!)

The Irish Times calls SLIDE(IRELAND) “traditional musicians with attitude” and credits the group with “bringing drawing room grandeur and high spirits together” with it’s diverse songs ,which range from soulful and sorrowful to contagiously energetic. Folk Roots Magazine proclaims,”There’s plenty of action and flamboyance in Slides’s music,” which merges “swagger with traditional expertise.”

This rollicking band’s origins date back to Ireland in 1999,when Slide performed in various pubs for a local music festival in Bandon, Co. Cork. The group’s intoxicating music easily won over the crowd, which demanded more of the unique and colourful sound. The positive reaction inspired Slide to release The Flying Pig, which Irish Music Magaize hailed as “beautifully recorded, to preserve the brilliance and clarity of solo and ensemble playing that is positively mind-blowing.” The publication awarded Slide its Best Newcomer distinction in 2001, leading to gigs for the band throughout Europe.

In its insightful second album Harmonic Motion, Slide celebrates self-exploration and collective innovation in a series of self-penned songs that drew critical appraise. The record showcases a variety of clever arrangements – from sensitive whistle harmonies to driving, high-powered strings – and captivating lyrics that Irish Music Magazine calls “inventive and provocative.” The publication adds,

“The melodies and musicianship are first-rate. …[Slide] can sing, they can write, they can dance across fingerboards and piano keys, buttons, and bows, and by crikey they can play.”

The album attracted the attention of renowned Irish talents including Grammy-winning composer Bill Whelan, singers and songwriters Liam Clancy, Damien Dempsey and John Spillane, Danú and the Progressive group Stocktons Wing- who eventually recruited Slide for their own music projects.

In 2005, Slide – which consists of concertina virtuoso Aogán Lynch, fiddler-guitarist Daire Bracken, bouzouki and mandolin player Mick Broderick, pianist-flautist Éamonn de Barra – won the Young Musicwide Award. Developed in 2001 by the Arts Council of Ireland, Young Musicwide encourages young people to pursue professional careers in traditional Irish Music, Chamber Music,and Jazz and gives promoters access to the best Irish talents. “Slide successfully combined the qualities of traditional Irish music with contemporary musical ideas. They are exceptionally talented and their music has both grace and power”, said celebrated Irish musician-producer Donal Lunny, who helped judge the competition.

Overneath is their third studio album and saw the band hone their creative abilities. It is an exciting addition to Slide’s previous two recordings with receiving great critical acclaim.

Slide have recently been joined by the greatly talented Galwegian, Dave Curley who joined the group for their hugely successful 2008 US Tours. An expanded line up has provided for an even larger live sound with great new additions in songs and dance. For their fourth CD venture Slide bypassed the studio and recorded where their fans are always most excited, live from the stage.


... y seguimos con el programa...

09 LAU (05'00) (2008) Frank and Flo's-An Tobar
10 CHRIS WOOD (04'11) (2008) The Cottager's Reply
11 CHRISTY MOORE (05'12) (2009) the ballad of ruby walsh
12 ROBIN WILLIAMSON (09'10) (2008) Absolutely Sweet Marie

Miércoles, 11 de Noviembre de 2009

01 DANU (04'40) (2000) Are You Ready Yet-The Tailor's Thimble-Donoghues Reel-I'm Read
02 ALTAN (04'23) Donal Agus Morag The New Rigged Ship
03 CARA DILLON (03'06) the maid of culmore

Leaving sweet lovely Derry for fair London town,
There is no finer harbour all around can be found,
Where the youngster's each evening go down to the shore,
And the joy bells are ringing for the maid of Culmore.

The first time I saw her she passed me by,
And the next time that I saw her she bid me goodbye,
But the last time I saw her it breke my heart sore,
For she sailed out of Ireland and away from Culmore.

If I had the power the storms for to rise,
I would make the wind blow out and I'd darken the skies,
I would make the wind blow high and the salt seas to roar,
For the day that my darling sailed away from Culmore.

To the bd part's of Americay my love I 'll go seek,
For it's there I know no-one and no-one knows me,
But if don't find her I'll return home no more,
Like a pilgrim I'll wander for the maid of Culmore.

04 JOHN CARTY (04'12) (2003) The Bellharbour - Harp & Shamrock
05 SOLAS Trumansburg July 22, 2001 - Dougie MacDonalds

recreo!
06 RAMONA FALLS (2009) The Darkest Day
07 VIC CHESNUTT (05'24) (2009) We Hovered With Short Wings
08 PATRICK WATSON (05'04) (2009) Tracy's Waters

09 SLIDE (03'25) Strut To Spanish Point
10 The Waterboys (04'14) (1998) Fisherman's Blues
11 Shaun Davey (Waking Ned Divine OST) (02'59) (1998) Jackie's Theme



11 Shelagh McDonald 1970 (02'54) Book Of Rhyme
12 BRIDGET ST. JOHN (03'20) Downderry Daze

Miércoles, 04 de Noviembre de 2009

01 LUNASA (04'01) Harp And Shamrock
02 DERVISH (05'37) (2004) Soldier Laddie
03 KORNOG (03'41) (1985) Trip to Flagstaff
04 THE WHISTLEBINKIES - A WANTON FLING (04'00) Taladh (Lullaby)
05 ALSADAIR FRASER & NATALIE HAAS (04'39) (2004) Archibald macdonald of keppock
06 ALTAN (2005) Dún Do Shúil. Acá hay una versión en ingles de la letra
07 LIAM O'FLYNN (06'11) Bean Dubh An Ghleanna (Dark Woman Of The Glen)
08 JOHN RENBOURN GROUP (05'55) (1980) Pavane 'Belle, Qui Tiens Ma Vie'-Tourdion
09 WOOD, CHRIS & ANDY CUTTING (04'25) (1992) Coroare
10 CHRISTY MOORE (02'33) (2001) Pipers Path
11 SOLAS (05'35) Brauch Na Carriage Baine
12 THE PENGUIN CAFE ORCHESTRA (04'00) (2002) Lullaby

Miércoles, 28 de Octubre de 2009

01 WOLFSTONE (04'55) The Bloody Bouzouki (gracias, Eli por este tema!)
02 DóNAL LUNNY (03'46) (1998) Lucky Lucky Day
02 NICK CAVE (02'50) Fire Down Below
03 Fairport Convention - Polly On The Shore
04 Fairport Convention- Now Be ThankfuL
05 MATT MOLLOY (02'20) (1988) Heathery Breeze, Long Strand

recreo!

06 VALRAVN (07'26) (2007) bialowieska
07 OREGON (01'48) (1972) the silence of a candle
08 OREGON (05'59) (1972) north star
09 SHAKTI - Bridge of Sighs

tres canciones de amor por Andy Irvine...
10 ANDY IRVINE (03'59) (1983) At Twenty-One

At twenty-one I first begun
To court my neighbor's child
We both being young and full of fun
Bright Phoebus on us smiled
We both being young and full of fun
Right well we did agree
'Twas well I knew she would prove true
And loyal unto me.

At twenty-two no man could view
All the beauty that this maid possessed
Her curling hair in ringlets fair
Hung down her snow white breast
The picture of her two blue eyes
My pencil cannot tell
Her effigy no hand could draw
Nor paint her parallel
At twenty-four I did adore
This beautiful young fair maid
When she gave her hand
To a rich young man
Alas but I was poor
They sailed away across the sea
And left me here to mourn
That bright May day she sailed away
Never more for to return

como siempre, esto es "solo una idéa" de la letra en español...

A los veintiun años comence a cortejar a una chica de mi barrio.
Siendo los dos jóvenes y llenos de alegria. Febo nos sonreía.
Siendo los jóvenes y llenos de alegria, acordamos…
y fue así como supe que nos seríamos fieles y leales.

A los veintidos años, era imposible ver tanta
belleza como la que esta dama poseía.
Su cabello rizado colgaba en bucles sobre
su pecho, blanco como la nieve.
Mi pluma no podria describir la imagen de sus ojos azules.
Ninguna mano sería capaz de dibujar su silueta o pintar algo tan bello.

A los veinticuatro años adoraba a esa mujer,
cuando le dio su mano a un joven rico, por que yo era pobre…

Navegaron cruzando el mar y me dejaron aquí
para lamentarme.
Aquella mañana de Mayo, ella
partió para nunca mas volver.

11 ANDY IRVINE AND MICK HANLY IRISH FOLK FEST (05'50) Bonnie Woodhall

la letra la tome de acá

Down by yon green bushes near Calder's clear stream
Where me and my Annie so often have been
When the hours that flew past us, right happy were we
It was little she thought that a soldier I'd be

But it's farewell to Annie and I must away
For the King he needs soldiers and I must obey
But if providence prove kind love until I return
I will wed with my Annie near Calder's clear burn

On the fourteenth of August our regiment was lost
And a ball from the enemy our lines came across
O it struck me in the temple and the blood trickled down
I reeled and I staggered and I fell to the ground

Come here, says our captain, come here with good speed
For I fear by this bullet young Dinsmore lies dead
Two men with a stretcher did quickly prepare
And they carried me away to a hospital there

Cold water and brandy they poured out so free
They turned me all over my wounds for to see
But if I had my Annie to bind up my wounds
One kiss from her sweet lips would soon deaden the stoun

And it's when I am weary and think on lang syne
When I was a miner and wrought in the mine
O the tears they do trickle and down they do fall
Like the roses that bloom around bonnie Woodhall

12 PLANXTY (05'21) (1972) As I Roved Out (Andy)

la letra la tomé de acá

As I roved out on a bright May morning
To view the meadows and flowers gay
Whom should I spy but my own true lover
As she sat under yon willow tree

I took off my hat and I did salute her
I did salute her most courageously
When she turned around well the tears fell from her
Sayin' "False young man, you have deluded me

A diamond ring I owned I gave you
A diamond ring to wear on your right hand
But the vows you made, love, you went and broke them
And married the lassie that had the land"

"If I'd married the lassie that had the land, my love
It's that I'll rue till the day I die
When misfortune falls sure no man can shun it
I was blindfolded I'll ne'er deny"

Now at nights when I go to my bed of slumber
The thoughts of my true love run in my mind
When I turned around to embrace my darling
Instead of gold sure it's brass I find

And I wish the Queen would call home her army
From the West Indies, Amerikay and Spain
And every man to his wedded woman
In hopes that you and I will meet again.

-------------------------------------------------------------
recorded by Planxty on "The Well Below The Valley" (1973) and
performed by Richard Thompson live 1990

There are two songs of this name on that Planxty album, this
is the one sung by Andy Irvine.

"We learned this sad and beautiful song from the singing of Paddy
Tunney who lives in Letterkenny, Co. Donegal. He has described it
as dating back to the days of the famine, when any bit of property
at all was enough to tempt a man to jilt his true love in favour
of the 'lassie with the land'" - Andy Irvine

The last verse seems slightly displaced and doesn't really fit
with the rest.

13 GENESIS (05'28) Blood on the rooftops

Sobre el programa y demas cuestiones

Una de las cosas buenas de vivir en un lugar como estos, es que hay muchas (bastantes? algunas? unas pocas?...) puertas que se pueden abrir para darnos la posibilidad de actividades, que probablemente eran impensadas viviendo en la ciudad. Una de esas maravillosas puertas, es FM Alas de El Bolsón. Una radio comunitaria que acaba de cumplir 20 años y que al no ser un proyecto comercial (es decir, que su finalidad no es generar dinero, como lo es en la casi totalidad de los medios de comunicación establecidos) se puede dar el lujo de hacer programas que no respondan a la "lógica de mercado".

En mi caso, el hecho de hacer radio, es un sueño que lo tenia desde hace varios años, y que en este lugar, se pudo concretar.

Melómano desde mi adolescencia, hace mas de 21 años que recolecto material sobre el folk europeo en general, particularmente enfocado en lo que se conoce como "música celta" (el folk de Irlanda, Escocia, Gales, Galicia, Asturias, y las Islas Británicas en general) Es verdad que alguien podría alegar que la música inglesa no es "celta", pero también es muy cierto, que ninguna de las músicas reconocidas como "celtas", tiene conexiones concretas con las tribus que emergieron en el centro de Europa y que tantos dolores de cabeza les dieron a los romanos (quien no recuerda a Asterix!). Lo cierto es que los celtas, eran una cultura ágrafa (que no les gustaba escribir, bah...) y por lo tanto no han dejado ningún registro de como hostia era su música. Así es que el termino “música celta”, engloba desde las expresiones mas puras, folclóricamente hablando, hasta los pastiches new-age mas pedorros (según el diccionario: “Molesto, irritante, desagradable.”) que nadie se pueda imaginar.

La música del programa, inevitablemente, pasa por el tamiz de lo que a mi me parece “correcto”. Pero todo es discutible.

Lago Puelo, diciembre de 2007.

Sobre el nombre:

William Butler Yeats (1865-1939) fue un poeta irlandés fuertemente asociado al "renacimiento celta" en Irlanda. "En los siete bosques" es un poema que también le da nombre a uno de sus libros.

"IN THE SEVEN WOODS"
I HAVE heard the pigeons of the Seven Woods
Make their faint thunder, and the garden bees
Hum in the lime-tree flowers; and put away
The unavailing outcries and the old bitterness
That empty the heart. I have forgot awhile
Tara uprooted, and new commonness
Upon the throne and crying about the streets
And hanging its paper flowers from post to post,
Because it is alone of all things happy.
I am contented, for I know that Quiet
Wanders laughing and eating her wild heart
Among pigeons and bees, while that Great Archer,
Who but awaits His hour to shoot, still hangs
A cloudy quiver over Pairc-na-lee.

"EN LOS SIETE BOSQUES"
He escuchado a las palomas de los Siete Bosques
Emitir su debil sonido, a las abejas del jardín
Zumbar en las flores del limero y apartar
Los gritos inútiles y los viejos dolores
Que vacían el corazón. Por un momento he olvidado
a Tara destrozada y la nueva plebe
Sobre el trono, gritando en las calles
Y colgando flores de papel de poste a poste,
Porque eso es lo único feliz de todas las cosas.
Estoy contento, porque sé que la Calma
Vaga riendo y comiendo su corazón salvaje
Entre palomas y abejas, mientras el Gran Arquero,
Quien espera Su hora para disparar, todavía cuelga
Una aljaba nublada por encima de Pairc-na-lee. (*)

(*) "Campo a la vera del rio Lee" ??

Algunas veces, comenzamos el programa con este poema, grabado por Al Atkinson, un amigo, cantante y pintor de Nottingham