Home's home wherever you are. I was never in Chicago, but I hit NYC last year for the first time in my life and I never felt more at home anywhere. 5 days in May . Had to go back in September for a fortnight and fell even more in love with it. Going back for another two weeks the day after Saint Patrick's. I've been in the US before, but only on the west coast.
I always thought of New York as the citadel of World Capitalism, the epicentre of US imperialism. I never knew how beautiful it is. I thought the people would be like characters out of Woody Allen movies, or would behave like Madonna and Barbra Streisand do in movies, in your face and shouting. Do you know what I like most about NYC? New Yorkers. Just sitting with them, enjoying their native courtesy, their good manners, their wit and their abilty to shrug the problems. I feel safer in Manhattan than I do here in Central Dublin. Had I gone there when I was twenty, I'd still be there... Mind you, I haven't found a good session yet. I went to Mona's one Monday night in May and I just found it desultory. There was a great fiddler there, Dana Lang(?) with a great flute player, and they each swapped over to the piano. Both were great, but I think it was just a bad night; nnobody else seemed interested.
And back in September/October, myself and the mentor went down to Paddy Reilly's to hear Tony de Marco, who I know from records as one of the best fiddlers around (and I've always been a great admirer of the New York /Sligo method), but it just didn't happpen. He came in with his fiddle, his amp and his bodhran player, he rosined up and began to play. None of the TVs were turned down and none of the partisans even turned around to look in the direction of the music. I got a bit fed up and the mentor told me she knew a good Country venue called The Rodeo Bar. We stayed there until 3am listening to shit-kicking rock and roll and it was great. But I've googled The Landmark Tavern and I'm going to check it out.
Next stop Chicago.
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From: Noel Rice <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Wed, 4 Mar 2009 23:46:49 +0100 (CET)
Subject: Re: Hills of Glenswilly - YouTube Video Clip
The "Hills of Glenswilly" was one of the many old Irish songs that
were played in 3/4 time at the numerous Immigrant dances.
In Chicago there were, at least, 3 dances a week with a "live" radio
show on Sundays.
The radio shows would be in the big room of a popular pub.
There would be trad players for sets and step dancers and a singer or two.
Great time to catch up with news from "home".
At 04:16 PM 3/4/2009, you wrote:
>That's the one alright, Noel. The treatment doesn't do a lot for the patient.
>But it's that good old song. Incidentally, there's another song to
>the same tune that ends in
>'Once more we'll raise the Orange Flag
>Over the hills of Tandragee'.
>But sure it's only a parody.... the Fenian one was well established
>Orange one came out. However, who cares? The Orange one was probably
>the response of a a wee man or woman who liked the tune.
>And knew the idiom. And rose up in indignation and penned a rhyme.
>And it might only be what we know now as a 'slag' on a neighbour.
>----- Original Message -----
>From: Noel Rice <[log in to unmask]>
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>Sent: Wed, 4 Mar 2009 21:57:18 +0100 (CET)
>Subject: Hills of Glenswilly - YouTube Video Clip
>"Irish Song Performed With Scenery From County Donegal In Ireland.
>Mount Errigal In The Background While Men Collect Turf "