For no other reason than it popped up on shuffle in the car just now…
Definitely hauriant.
I’ve probably posted this before but I don’t care.
Not exactly the jukebox, but…
Sorcha Ní Scollaí - the newly-crowned Under 12 All-Ireland Uilleann Pipes Champion
(Seeing this, I can only ask what hope there is for us mere mortals…)
Urgle.
Chapeau.
Brava!
Forra Fishly Birthday. (The Fish knows why.)
Once again, no reason other than it popped up on shuffle today and I was reminded just how good it is:
The Enid. Like Tangerine Dream & Camel … put on, long tracks, believe you’re really quite superior to your mates buying things by The Sweet, or Mud.
… & you’re right.
A shame that particular incarnation fell apart; Joe was—is—an amazing singer. First time I met him he was most amused at the fact that the last time I’d seen the band was before he was born…
And while I’m in that sort of mood…
Love it. BJH were something of an institution at our school. It divided the know nowts from the wise & sensitive.
The first band I saw live. Manchester Free Trade Hall, in 1971.
Nice track, though, generally Caravan, like much of the Canterbury Scene, were a bit too jazzy for me.
and also
plus
Much missed. Met him at Cambridge Folk Festival many moons ago - a delightful individual and a stunning player. Will never forget seeing Martin Carthy sneak out from backstage during Guillory’s set, watch intently for a few minutes, give a resigned shrug, then wander off, scratching his head.
I once met, in a group of us, Jeff Beck. He said that if he’d heard Jimi Hendrix whilst learning to play he’d have stopped immediately.
When The Observer “Experts’ Expert” series featured lead guitarists, Beck was pretty much the unanimous choice. Not hard to see why - there seems to be no style he can’t assimilate and master. F’rinstance…(Don’t worry Armers, I’ll spare you the jazzy stuff )
BTW I am not responsible for the mis-spelling of the title!
Yes. I’ve seen that too. But, tbqh I don’t understand it. He has all the ability, except to make things interesting. Sacrilege I know, but I am never, ever gripped by him.
I didn’t tell him this, btw.
Just remembered that I actually met Isaac Guillory twice. Second time was at a mini folk festival in Ipswich. I was there manning a stall for the music shop I worked for. There was a session on the final night, so there I was, banjo in hand, having a great time. Next thing I know, a rather good guitarist joins in.
I finished the set of tunes, turned round to say hello - and there was Isaac. Says something for how unassuming he was that I could actually have forgotten.
Another day, another artiste:
(and the writer of the song, Richard Thompson, is in the backing group)