Posts Tagged ‘Edinburgh’

Sunday Spotlight: Don’t Fall Again

November 15th, 2009 No comments

This week I point my spotlight on a rather private song I wrote in 1987. It was born out of the shock of hearing that my flatmate George had suffered quite a serious fall, smashing his elbow in the process.

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In my second and third years as a student in Edinburgh, I shared a flat with the same 3 friends. Two years is like an eternity when you’re 19 and 20, so we became a really close-knit bunch. We shared our flats in Tollcross and Marchmont with a couple of canine flatmates: Acorn and Ember. So regular dog-walking trips to the Meadows, the Hermitage of Braid and Blackford Hill.

Blackford Hill, Edinburgh

Blackford Hill, Edinburgh, scene of the falling incident 22 years previously

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Sunday Spotlight: Blind Spot of Denial

November 1st, 2009 No comments

In the spotlight this week is a song I wrote just over a year ago when I travelled to Edinburgh for a weekend with a group from my East Clare football club, Mixed Bag United. The football was over and I was enjoying the last evening of the weekend, touring a few of my favourite pubs with one of the other Mixed Bag players.

Lyrics | No studio recording for this one, but I’ve got this video shot in November 2008 as part of the “Hats Challenge”, which was just a bit of fun on YouTube involving hats and songs.
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Blind Spot of Denial

January 12th, 2009 No comments

I went to a pub that I used to frequent
With songs for the singing, no sins to repent
When my eyes opened you flashed me a smile
You flushed me right out and exposed my denial

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Over the water

December 10th, 2008 No comments

Recorded at Shay’s Studio, April 2005

My brothers and sisters when they reached eighteen years
They caused my mammy to shed many tears.
Yes, my mammy cried when they had to decide
To go over the water.

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Hello Crusade

December 10th, 2008 No comments

Recorded at Shay’s Studio, April 2005

Walking through the Meadows on a rainy day
I am a perfect stranger.
I see somebody coming my way.
He is a perfect stranger.

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Footsteps of James Connolly

December 10th, 2008 2 comments

Recorded at Shay’s Studio, April 2005

Also recorded by Patsy Mack, c1995

A hundred years before I saw the light of morn,
In Edinburgh’s Cowgate James Connolly was born.
The streets of Little Ireland were his home for many years,
From the West Port to Saint Mary’s Street, you feel him very near.

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