Tag: Irish
Saturday Matinee – SPOT, Mr. Hurley & Die Pulveraffen, and The SIDH
Boston Dynamics did it again – and that’s not a typo in the title – the robot is named Spot.
Straight from the Caribbean Osnabrück, Mr. Hurley & Die Pulveraffen (the Powder Monkeys) are German “grogstars” playing Irish melodies with a rock pirate theme. (A powder monkey’s job was to bring black powder to the ship’s cannons.) Yo ho and shalalala.
The SIDH is an Italian band that plays electro Celtic metal bagpipe club music; 2018 band interview here.
Iain Marr – whistle player/piper
Federico Melato- keyboards and percussion
Michael Subet – bass
Salvatore Pagliaro – electric & acoustic guitar
[h/t Mme. Jujujive]
It’s that time of year when we set our calendars back, so have a great three day weekend and we’ll see you here tomorrow.
Saturday Matinee – Richie Kavanaugh, Indiara Sfair and Guilherme Tosin, Justin Johnson & G.E. Smith
“Like Aon Focal Eile, I had no idea how big that would be. I was afraid I’d get a slagging from the Irish speaking people but the boss man in Glór na Gael wrote me a very nice letter thanking me for having a song with a full Irish title in the charts.” Richie Kavanaugh
Brazil native Indiara Sfair & Guilherme Tosin cover Robert Johnson’s Walking Blues. Sfair is/was a member of Brazilian blues band “Milk’n’Blues.”
Justin Johnson‘s axe is a shovel, and he sells ’em, too.
Utoob comment: “Just imagine what he could do with a backhoe.”
G.E. Smith gets all swampy and stuff with a tribute to late bassman Tom “T Bone” Wolk. Both backed Hall & Oates and were the core of the SNL Band (1985-1995).
Have a great weekend, folks, see you back here tomorrow.
Saturday Matinee – Brogan’s Bar, Selfish Murphy & The Rumjacks
It’s St. Patrick’s Day Eve Eve Eve. so let’s wear out the green.
Locals show up for impromptu performances of traditional songs at Brogan’s Bar, Ennis, County Clare, Ireland.
Selfish Murphy is a Romanian band (playing a Swedish DJ’s song with an Irish twist). “Wake me up when it’s over” was my mantra recently…
Hailing from Sydney Australia, The Rumjacks kick it with a profane but fun romp of a protest song.
Have a great weekend and we’ll see you tomorrow (unless the internet is shut down due to the mass hysteria over The Virus).
Saturday Matinee – St. Patrick’s Day Eve Edition: Irish Wedding at 5AM, The O’Reillys & The Paddyhats, & The Rumjacks
Pretty good rendition of “The Rattlin’ Bog.” It’s a tough song to sing, but I’m partial to the version sung by The Fenians. Saw them sing it live more than once, and Terry Casey never stumbled.
The O’Reillys & The Paddyhats jam it with “Barrels of Whiskey.”
The Rumjacks‘ “An Irish Pub Song” is “a piss take at the explosion of Irish Pubs in Australia and the bastardisation of a culture.”
From the lyrics posted on the Utoobage:
There’s a county map to go on the wall,
A hurling stick & a shinty ball,
The bric, the brac, the craic & all,
Lets call it an Irish pub.
Caffreys, Harp, Kilkenny on tap,
The Guinness pie & that cabbage crap,
The ideal wannabee Paddy trap,
We’ll call it an Irish pub.
You get the idea. On the other hand, my favorite Irish rebel song was a broadside set to music: Nell Flaherty’s Drake. It’s got some of the best snarky curses I’ve ever read. Here’s The Clancy Brothers’ version.
This is kinda fun, too. Good story intro:
“The Night I Punched Russell Crowe.”
Have a great weekend, folks. We’ll be donning some green tomorrow.
The .GIF Friday Post No. 476 – On the Jumbotron, Hot Shades, Fighting Irish & Snowdiver
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
Apparently this phrase is now verboten, untersagt & unerlabt as dictated by the Amerikanisch-faschistisches Wort Polizeii:
Tá sé Lá Fhéile Pádraig! Póg mo thóin!
[Images found here, here and here. Related Archived posts here.]
Saturday Matinee – “Olymic Sailing,” The Olympics & The Jive Five
Oh yes he does, you Manc poofter. He knows exactly what he’s talking about. “Olymic” indeed.
The Olympics sounded like every other group that performed a Leiber & Stoller song and then faded away to oblivion, but they didn’t. Let’s do the HullyGully.
The Jive Five did a song called “Hully-Gully Callin’ Time” that was cool, but this was probably their biggest hit.
Her name was Suki, his name was Jack or Bob or something. Yeah, I love that stuff, even if it’s a crappy video with poor sound quality.
Have a great weekend, folks. See you tomorrow, same Bunk Time, same Bunk Channel.
Bíodh Lá Shona Naomh Pádraig, nó greim dom!
The four in front are not Irish, but the back three are. Just sayin’.
I bet the Erins go Bleaugh within the hour.
On the other hand, this is pretty cool.
There are a few remaining holed stones in Ireland. There is one in Co. Antrim and in Co. Louth and lucky for me there’s one in my native Co. Cork! This is the Ballyroon standing stone which is situated in West Cork on the Sheep’s Head road. This imposing stone is 2.25 metres in height unfortunately it is not standing and is only propped up on a smaller stone. The most striking feature is the beautifully carved round hole which runs through the stone. According to a local historian
The hole in the stone is narrow on one side and wide on the other. The man had a bigger hand and he put his hand through the wide side and the woman put her hand through the narrow side. They made their promises when they put their hands through the stone.
[1st image found in here; 2nd image with description found here. Previous St. Patrick’s Day posts here.]
My favorite Irish song is Nell Flaherty’s Drake for various reasons. Here’s the tune:
Stay safe driving home tomorrow so you can still wake up on Wednesday and call in to work stupid.
Celtic Round Hounds
Many Irish myths and legends include mentions of hounds. The most famous involves the Celtic hero Cuchulainn (The Hound of Ulster) or (The Hound of Culann) who stroked a blacksmith’s Celtic hound with his bare hands. When Culann, the blacksmith asked who would now guard his shop the young Cuchulainn offered to take the dog’s place thus gaining himself the title of ‘The hound of Culann’. The offer was turned down and Cuchulainn went on to become one of the greatest warrior legends of that era, but the nickname stuck. Other famous Irish hounds were Bran and Seolan who belonged to the warrior, Fionn mac Cumhaill. The mother of Bran and Sceolan was Tuiren, and was Fionn Mac Cumhaill’s aunt, transformed into a hound by a fairy or Sidhe. [via]
Tacky Raccoons 