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  • #16
    A Robert Tannahill poem Glomy Winter's Noo Awa-2 different styles:

    Dougie MacLean - Gloomy Winter's Noo Awa - YouTube


    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jo5mWDgR5yUT

    The first by Dougie MacLean. A favorite of mine, very moving.

    The second by an American, Custer LaRue. The wooden flute, harp, and her vocal ability absolutely transport me right into the lyrical realm of the poet. What a day that was! I am there. AKA "take a trip and never leave the farm." And so I poke fun at myself and yet no apology is forthcoming....
    Last edited by Terry H; 01-31-2014, 10:27 PM.

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    • #17
      Glad you like it Terry, it's powerful stuff alright!

      Try this one if you want Gaelic and pipes:

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      • #18
        Thanks fifer i viewed more of Mr. MacDonald on some other pieces as well. Talented man. Good music.

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        • #19
          Iernis is a band formed in Athens of individuals who favour the Celtic tradition:

          No Scots in the band but see what you think.

          http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VDz95...yer_detailpage

          http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature...&v=ppdb05gdhsE (fusion?)

          Iernis- Gloomy Winters Noo Awa' - YouTube
          Last edited by Terry H; 02-02-2014, 08:54 AM.

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          • #20
            Last post perhaps? A bittersweet last song then. As far as I can tell it is about a conversation, a wee injured bird, and a young and inquisitive lass:

            Dougie MacLean - Broken Wings - YouTube

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            • #21


              I love this live and studio versions:

              Words (with English below!)
              Roch the win i the clear day's dawin
              Blaws the clouds heilster-gowdie owre the bay
              But thair's mair nor a roch win blawin
              Thro the Great Glen o the warl the day
              It's a thocht that wad gar our rottans
              Aa thae rogues that gang gallus fresh an gay
              Tak the road an seek ither loanins
              Wi thair ill-ploys tae sport an play
              Nae mair will our bonnie callants
              Merch tae war whan our braggarts crousely craw
              Nor wee weans frae pitheid an clachan
              Murn the ships sailin doun the Broomielaw
              Broken faimilies in launs we've hairriet
              Will curse 'Scotlan the Brave' nae mair, nae mair
              Black an white ane-til-ither mairriet
              Mak the vile barracks o thair maisters bare
              Sae come aa ye at hame wi freedom
              Never heed whit the houdies croak for Doom
              In yer hous aa the bairns o Aidam
              Will fin breid, barley-bree an paintit room
              Whan MacLean meets wi's friens in Springburn
              Aa thae roses an geeans will turn tae blume
              An a black laud frae yont Nyanga
              Dings the fell gallows o the burghers doun.



              Written to the pipes tune The Bloody Fields of Flanders

              This song is so rich in imagery and symbolism that it is impossible to give an adequate understanding of it without writing a major treatise. Basically, the main theme is anti-imperialism coupled with the recognition of the part that Scots have played in the conquest and subjugation of other peoples within the British Empire and the anticipation of the day when all peoples are truly free and can meet in peace and friendship.

              The confident "more than a rough wind" in the first verse has two references -- the first to Harold MacMillan's remarkable "Winds of Change" speech about Africa in the early 1960s, and the second as a riposte to the "all the answers are blowing in the wind" pessimism of the "protest song" purveyors.

              The title is a nod towards the genre of songs known as "Come all ye's", the kind of song which begins with a call to listen -- "Come all ye (sons of liberty/ good people/ tramps and hawkers etc) and listen to my song"

              Two of the very best performances of this song I have ever heard were by non-Scots, the first by Luke Kelly who sang it in his broad Dublin accent, and the second by Pete Seeger who sang it with his own accent, quite identifiably from North America. Both were totally convincing - because they made no attempt to pretend to being Scots and they had both made the effort to understand the nuances of the meanings of the words.

              It is this understanding which is the decisive factor in singing a song of this magnitude, so to help you achieve this, here is a loose translation. It is a pretty crude attempt at making it a wee bit more accessible to non-Scots and is not so much a literal translation as a descriptive interpretation.


              Roch the win i the clear day's dawin
              Blaws the clouds heilster-gowdie owre the bay
              But thair's mair nor a roch win blawin
              Thro the Great Glen o the warl the day

              It's a rough wind in the clear day's dawning
              Blows the clouds head-over-heels across the bay
              But there's more than a rough wind blowing
              Through the Great Glen of the world today
              the Great Glen is the rift valley which runs diagonally across Scotland, roughly separating Highland and Lowland Scotland, and is used here as a symbol of division, inequality, racism, exploitation and prejudice

              It's a thocht that wad gar our rottans
              It's a thought that would make our rodents,
              in this context "rottans" can also be interpreted as "vermin"; it is a reference to opportunists, exploiters

              Aa thae rogues that gang gallus fresh an gay
              Tak the road an seek ither loanins
              Wi thair ill-ploys tae sport an play
              All those rogues who strut and swagger,
              Take the road and seek other pastures
              To carry out their wicked schemes

              Nae mair will our bonnie callants
              Merch tae war whan our braggarts crousely craw
              No more will our fine young men
              March to war at the behest of jingoists and imperialists
              "crousely craw" has echoes of the carrion crow, the scavenger; these two lines are refering to the number of young Scots who joined the British Army out of dire economic necessity and were sent to colonised nations to do unto them what had previously been done unto us

              Nor wee weans frae pitheid an clachan
              Murn the ships sailin doun the Broomielaw
              Nor will young children from mining communities and rural hamlets
              Mourn the ships sailing off down the River Clyde
              this reference to "ships sailing" carries a double image, that of the emigrant ships and also of warships. The images of mining and rural communities are used to bring together industrial and rural Scotland as one.

              Broken faimilies in launs we've hairriet
              Will curse "Scotlan the Brave" nae mair, nae mair
              Broken families in lands we've helped to oppress
              will never again have reason to curse the sound of advancing Scots
              here "Scotland the Brave" refers to the sound of bagpipes announcing the arrival of Scots troops, a sound which came to be feared throughout the British Empire

              Black an white ane-til-ither mairriet
              Mak the vile barracks o thair maisters bare
              Black and white, united in friendship and marriage,
              Will result in the military garrisons being adandoned and empty
              i.e., will bring an end to Imperialism.

              Sae come aa ye at hame wi freedom
              So come all you who love freedom
              "at hame wi", literally "at home with" can have several meanings in this context - who live with, who love, who already have

              Never heed whit the houdies croak for Doom
              Pay no attention to the prophets of doom
              the "houdie" is another reference to the carrion crow

              In yer hous aa the bairns o Aidam
              Will fin breid, barley-bree an paintit room
              In your house all the children of Adam
              Will be welcomed with food, drink and hospitality
              the unwritten laws of hospitality are historically sacred to the Scots

              Whan MacLean meets wi's friens in Springburn
              When the spirit of John MacLean returns to his people
              John MacLean, Glasgow schoolteacher and anti-imperialist

              Aa thae roses an geeans will turn tae blume
              An a black laud frae yont Nyanga
              Dings the fell gallows o the burghers doun.
              All the flowers will blossom
              And black Africa will bring crashing down
              All Imperialism's dreadful apparatus of oppression
              "dings doun", literally "tears down"
              Last edited by johnny767; 02-04-2014, 01:05 PM.

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              • #22
                Great stuff! I want to sit down with the text and the music together. Thanks for the explanation(s) too. I get the idea that you play and are much more than a casual listener such as I am, altho I am a curious casual listener.

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                    • #25
                      Thanks Divit. Cool stuff! I am pretty sentimental so that 1st one really resonates with me-video and music. Man that 2nd is a long advertisement, clever tho it is!

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                      • #26
                        A hint of Spring:


                        https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?f...levant_count=1

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                        • #27
                          Hmmm... I'm a quarter Scottish and about a quarter English, with a smattering of Irish and Welsh and fuck all from the rest of Europe. My father has traced our family's (his mother's ancestors) Scottish roots back to Scotland and even says he can show me the point where they lived for generations. I'd love to visit there someday.

                          MacQueen clan. They have one of the most elegant tartans.

                          http://www.oocities.org/mcqueen_family/tartan_badge.gif
                          "The cling and a clang is the metal in my head when I walk. I hear a sort of, this tinging noise - cling clang. The cling clang. So many things happen while walking. The metal in my head clangs and clings as I walk - freaks my balance out. So the natural thought is just clogged up. Totally clogged up. So we need to unplug these dams, and make the the natural flow... It sort of freaks me out. We need to unplug the dams. You cannot stop the natural flow of thought with a cling and a clang..."

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                          • #28
                            Originally posted by Terry H View Post
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                            Where is that gal with the 175lb hound? I was hoping she wd. chime in, too.
                            Me?

                            I like this...


                            Every time I hear the dirty word 'exercise', I wash my mouth out with chocolate.

                            http://primaldog.blogspot.co.uk/

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                            • #29
                              Originally posted by Drumroll View Post
                              Hmmm... I'm a quarter Scottish and about a quarter English, with a smattering of Irish and Welsh and fuck all from the rest of Europe. My father has traced our family's (his mother's ancestors) Scottish roots back to Scotland and even says he can show me the point where they lived for generations. I'd love to visit there someday.

                              MacQueen clan. They have one of the most elegant tartans.


                              http://www.oocities.org/mcqueen_family/tartan_badge.gif
                              I'm mostly German and a bit of English. 2 places I wd. love to go to are Bavaria and the Highlands. Beautiful isn't it? Scotland and the tartan. Thank you.
                              Last edited by Terry H; 02-18-2014, 03:17 PM.

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                              • #30
                                Originally posted by DinoHunter View Post
                                Me?

                                I like this...


                                Now this is cool.And the scenery-breathtaking! I'm noticing percussion has a larger role than I previously had thought. I've now picked up some more things to check out now based on your contribution. BTW, I've shown the pic of your dog to a few people. Everyone is impressed and chuckle about the size of the bone (he?) is chewing on. There is a saying here that "everything is bigger in Texas." Evidently this is true of Scotland too. Thank you.

                                P.S. The crowd in the second link-wd. they have been dancing during the tune?
                                Last edited by Terry H; 02-18-2014, 03:37 PM.

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