I like Nancy Griffith, but prefer version of this song by Kate & Anna McGarrigle, Rufus Wainwright (son of Kate), Emmylou Harris and Mary Black.

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They remind me a bit of the Sawdoctors or the Pogues


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man, that's a good song!

ta frank.

it's interesting how the island away from it all is still such a well-loved myth, considering said island is a. probably due for some severe changes through oceans rising, and b. would be deadly dull for an average educated european, once the glow had worn off.

tho' i guess if a. takes place, you wouldn't have to worry much about b.

dull as balance for over-complexity is great medicine, but after you're well again...

the world is mired in complex issues, and just making love on the sidelines, while great palliative therapy, leaves all the work (and fun) of changing things to those who choose to be more engaged, to whom such poetic escapism can never be more than a nice holiday.

lots more thoughtful, from-the-heart folk music, please!

"Two wrongs don't make a right, but three lefts do." Jim Hightower

Back in the 70's I had a favorite cassette of Irish music. Don't remember the name of the band, but man it had a ton of great tunes. My favorite by far was a little ditty called "The Town I Loved So Well." It was a sad, lovely song which would bring tears to my eyes, and its lyrics went something like this:
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In my memory I will always see
The town that I have loved so well
Where our school played ball by the gasyard wall
And we laughed through the smoke and smell
Going home in the rain running up the dark lane
Past the jail and down beside the fountain
Those were happy days in so many many ways
In the town I loved so well

In the early morn the shirt factory horn
Called women from Creggan, the Moor and the Bog
While the men on the dole played a mothers role
Fed the children and then walked the dog
And when times got rough, there was just about enough
But they saw it through without complaining
For deep inside was a burning pride
for the town I loved so well

There was music there in the Derry air
Like a language that we could all understand
I remember the day when I earned my first pay
as I played in a small pickup band
There I spent my youth and to tell you the truth
I was sad to leave it all behind me
For I'd learned about life and I'd found a wife
In the town I loved so well

But when I returned how my eyes were burned
To see how a town could be brought to it's knees
By the armoured cars and the bombed out bars
And the gas that hangs on to every breeze
Now the army's installed by that old gasyard wall
And the damned barbed wire gets higher and higher
With their tanks and guns
Oh my God, what have they done
To the town I loved so well

Now the music's gone but they carry on
For their spirit's been bruised, never broken
Oh, they'll not forget still their hearts are set
On tomorrow and peace once again
Now what's done is done and what's won is won
And what's lost is lost and gone forever
I can only pray for a bright brand new day
In the town I loved so well