Thanks, Jerome and Paul, for the Old Bushes.
>Then, of course, there's this exchange:
>Q: "How does The Old Bush go?"
>A: "'Read my lips: No new taxes'!"
And of course the New Bush goes, "I guess I shouldn't have raised taxes."
Ironically or coincidentally or footnotically, this reminds me of the
first time I heard the Old Bush in living form, as played by a fine
handsome young piper and a fine pretty young fiddler at a narrow little
pub/restaurant named Matt Something-or-other's in Brookline, Mass., I think
it was. Which by the way had a darn good peppery shepherd's pie. Seamus
Kelleher will know the place, and PGM as well no doubt. Anyway, I was
naive back then, and still am I'll admit, but after they played this great
tune, I asked the piper the name of it, and he with a fairly heavy accent
had to repeat it a couple of times for my unacclimated ears. Then we got
to chatting a bit more, and I start asking him about whether he gets any
money for doing this, and so on, and after a bit of back-and-forth, he
turns to me and says, "You wouldn't be the taxman, would you?" And I
cracked up. Maybe you had to be there. Even now when I tell the story to
my wife she cracks up as well.
"There is no new way to play Irish music."
Paddy O'Brien of Co. Offaly