Video's van DoggyDike
Enkele opnames, soms gemaakt met een mobieltje, geven een kleine indruk van wat we doen,
of wat we gezien en gehoord hebben.......

In 2011 vierden we ons 10 jarig bestaan met een gezellige, druk bezochte avond in De Ridderhof in Koudekerk.

 

Croagh Patrick

De Croagh Patrick is de Heilige Berg, vlakbij Westport, 765 m hoog. De klim is moeizaam, vooral het laatste stuk over losse scherpe stenen, maar de beloning prachtig: een adembenemend uitzicht. We zijn niet op blote voeten naar boven geklommen, zoals de pelgrims dat doen op 25 juli. Wat een prestatie als je dat volbrengt! En niet een keer, nee, je moet drie keer de klim gedaan hebben, want dan kom je gegarandeerd in de hemel. Jan van Leeuwen heeft deze heilige berg twee keer bedwongen, dus: Zet hem op, Jan, nog een keer!. Ik (Ben) stel me tevreden met deze ene keer. Dan maar liever de hel. Die kan nooit zo erg zijn als deze klim.

Jimmy

In The Asgard (Westport) ontmoetten we Jimmy.We speelden samen, hij zong voor ons, wij voor hem. We hielpen hem zo zijn pijn even te vergeten. Een goede vriendin van hem was net overleden.

Samen met Cairan (op spoons) bracht hij " Rare old mountain dew" op een wel heel aparte wijze.

 

 

The Touch Of The Master's Hand

In Westport (co. Mayo, Ierland)
speelden we een sessie in Hoban's.
Een van de sessiemuzikanten
droeg dit gedicht voor

(fragment)

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The Touch Of The Master's Hand

'Twas battered and scarred and the auctioneer
Thought it scarcely worth his while
To waste much time on the old violin,
But he held it up with a smile.

"What am I bid, good folk?" he cried.
"Who'll start the bidding for me?
A dollar, a dollar ... now two ... only two ...
Two dollars, and who'll make it three?

"Three dollars once, three dollars twice,
Going for three" ... but no!
From the room far back a gray-haired man
Came forward and picked up the bow.

Then wiping the dust from the old violin
And tightening up the strings,
He played a melody pure and sweet,
As sweet as an angel sings.

The music ceased, and the auctioneer,
With a voice that was quiet and low,
Said, "What am I bid for the old violin?"
As he held it up with the bow.

"A thousand dollars ... and who'll make it two?
Two...two thousand, and who'll make it three?
Three thousand once and three thousand twice ...
Three thousand and gone!" said he.

The people cheered, but some exclaimed
"We do not quite understand ...
What changed it's worth?" and the answer came:
" 'Twas the touch of the master's hand."

And many a man with soul out of tune
And battered and scarred by sin
Is auctioned cheap by the thoughtless crowd
Just like the old violin.

But the Master comes, and the foolish crowd
Never can quite understand
The worth of a soul, and the change that is wrought
By the touch of the master's hand

~ Myra Brooks Welch ~

This song is also sung by
TOM McCONVILLE on his cd "Tune for Michael"
I didn't ask him if I had the right to post this beautifull song here, but Tom, I hope you'll find it ok.
I had the pleasure to listen and talk to you in Koudekerk, in the folkclub Touble tree, where you played together with lovely Claire Mann and Aaron Jones.

The Fields of Athenry - 03-11-07
~Doggy Dike ~

"The Fields of Athenry" is a folk song about
the Great Irish Famine, 1845-1849.
It tells the story of the famine through first-person narrative.
The song, which was first recorded
by Irish ballad singer Danny Doyle,
recounts the tale of a prisoner who has been
sentenced to being transported
to Botany Bay, Australia, for stealing food
to feed his starving family.


The Mountains of Mourne
~Jimmy~

Ride on
~
Doggy Dike feat. Eileen McNamara~

"Ride on" comes from the pen of one of the
greatest Irish songwriters,
Cork man Jimmy McCarthy.
It is a mysterious song that many people
have given their own interpretation --
and maybe that is the sign of its power.

Wild Mountain Thyme
~ Doggy Dike feat. Eileen McNamara~



The lyrics are derived from a poem "Braes of Balquidder"
written by Scottish poet Robert Tannahill circ 1770