Yesterday marked the death of balladeer Liam Clancy, the last of the Clancy Brothers to grace the planet with his presence. How tragic, how ironic that a man with such a voice should die of a respiratory disease.
A personal favorite:
Just watching these old videos gives me goosebumps. Songs such as Roddy McCorley and The Rising of the Moon are freighted with history, and the balladeers that interpret these songs are the heirs of poetic traditions that stretch back to the haze of proto-history.
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I'm a quarter Irish meself.
Which was plenty enough for admittance to the Shamrock Club of Columbus.
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