Cead Mile Failte, A Hundred Thousand Welcomes
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Friday, April 11, 2008
Burma Container 54 Cheap Lives
Saturday, March 1, 2008
William B. Yeats: "Those Dancing Days Are Gone" Carla Bruni
Come, let me sing into your ear;
Those dancing days are gone,
All that silk and satin gear;
Crouch upon a stone,
Wrapping that foul body up
In as foul a rag:
I carry the sun in a golden cup.
The moon in a silver bag.
Curse as you may I sing it through;
What matter if the knave
That the most could pleasure you,
The children that he gave,
Are somewhere sleeping like a top
Under a marble flag?
I carry the sun in a golden cup.
The moon in a silver bag.
I thought it out this very day.
Noon upon the clock,
A man may put pretence away
Who leans upon a stick,
May sing, and sing until he drop,
Whether to maid or hag:
I carry the sun in a golden cup,
The moon in a silver bag
Friday, February 29, 2008
MEP EXPOSING THE EU RATIFIED TREATY The Lisbon Treaty
We Are Change Ireland attended the Training Day on the Lisbon Treaty on Jan 2008 in Dublin. This was organized by Irish MEP Kathy Sinnott. Danish MEP Jens-Peter Bonde exposes the lies and manipulations by the EU elites to hide the significance of the treaty by making it unreadable.
SEE WEARECHANGEIRELAND utuber for more information
Cead Mile Failte, A Hundred Thousand Welcomes
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Waiting for Godot - Samuel Beckett
Waiting for Godot in a Jail
Spanish summary of our version of Waiting for Godot by Samuel Beckett.
Last few minutes of the film are shot in a Jail, which should be the real place to do Waiting for Godot
In the twilight - Waiting for Godot
Waiting for Godot in Connemara
Gianfrancesco Guarnieri Raul Cortez Esperando Godot
Cead Mile Failte, A Hundred Thousand Welcomes
Saturday, February 23, 2008
John Whelan on Button Accordion
John Whelan, the 1983 All-Ireland Senior button accordion champion playing three reels: "The Killavil", "The High Reel" and "The Fermoy Lasses". Now living in Milford, Connecticut, USA, John comes was raised in Luton, England. This music was recorded at the Comhaltas North American Convention in Boston in 2003.
Cead Mile Failte, A Hundred Thousand Welcomes
Monday, February 18, 2008
Connolly Was There - Ray McAreavey - The Wolfhound
James Connolly born Cowgate, Edinburgh - murdered by the Saxon Crown, Easter 1916. Brave Hibernian hero. NEVER forgotten. We know what you wanted James Connolly.
Marchin' down O'Connell Street with the Starry Plough on high
There goes the Citizen Army with their fists raised in the sky
Leading them is a mighty man with a mad rage in his eye
"My name is James Connolly - I didn't come here to die
But to fight for the rights of the working man
And the small farmer too
Protect the proletariat from the bosses and their screws
So hold on to your rifles, boys, and don't give up your dream
Of a Republic for the workin' class, economic liberty"
Then Jem yelled out "Oh Citizens, this system is a curse
An English boss is a monster, an Irish one even worse
They'll never lock us out again and here's the reason why
My name is James Connolly, I didn't come here to die....."
And now we're in the GPO with the bullets whizzin' by
With Pearse and Sean McDermott biddin' each other goodbye
Up steps our citizen leader and roars out to the sky
"My name is James Connolly, I didn't come here to die...
Oh Lily, I don't want to die, we've got so much to live for
And I know we're all goin' out to get slaughtered, but I just can't take any more
Just the sight of one more child screamin' from hunger in a Dublin slum
Or his mother slavin' 14 hours a day for the scum
Who exploit her and take her youth and throw it on a factory floor
Oh Lily, I just can't take any more
They've locked us out, they've banned our unions, they even treat their animals better than us
No! It's far better to die like a man on your feet than to live forever like some slave on your knees, Lilly
But don't let them wrap any green flag around me
And for God's sake, don't let them bury me in some field full of harps and shamrocks
And whatever you do, don't let them make a martyr out of me
No! Rather raise the Starry Plough on high, sing a song of freedom
Here's to you, Lily, the rights of man and international revolution"
We fought them to a standstill while the flames lit up the sky
'Til a bullet pierced our leader and we gave up the fight
They shot him in Kilmainham jail but they'll never stop his cry
My name is James Connolly, I didn't come here to die...."
This is a reading of the last statement of James Connolly at his "Court Martial" for "Treason" before he was sentence to death by firing squad by the brits
Cead Mile Failte, A Hundred Thousand Welcomes
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Bold Fenian Men (Down by the Glenside )
Down by the Glenside (The Bold Fenian Men) is an Irish rebel song written by Peadar Kearney, an Irish Republican and composer of numerous rebel songs, including The Soldier's Song (Amhrán na bhFiann), now the Irish National Anthem.
Kearney was a member of the Irish Republican Brotherhood, popularly known as the Fenians. He wrote the song about the time of the 1916 Rising. It evokes the memory of the freedom-fighters of the previous generation (strong, manly forms...eyes with hope gleaming) as recalled by Ireland personified as an old woman down by the glenside. It is effectively a call to arms for a generation of Irishmen accustomed to political nationalism.
Good comment
The song made me cry.
Cead Mile Failte, A Hundred Thousand Welcomes
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Dervish - An t-Úll (Cathy Jordan )
Tá scéilín nua 'gam le h-insint dóibhse
*** I have a new story to tell you
Cúrsaí spóirt agus comhrá dí
*** It's good crack and chat over drink
Úll breá gleoite do chuireas i mo phóca
*** A fine lovely apple I put in my pocket
'S ni bhfuaras romham ach prátín síl
*** And all I found was a seed potato
Curfá: *** Chorus:
Ó mo thuírse mar shileann mo shúile
*** Oh sadly my eyes cry
I ndiaidh an úll ud a bhí breá buí
*** After that fine yellow apple
An óig-bhean uasal bhí t'reis é thabhairt domh
*** And the lovely young woman who gave it to me
'S do thabhairfinn púnt ar é bhlaiseadh arís
*** And I'd give a pound to taste it again
Do shiúlais Cléire agus Carraig Aonair
*** I walked Clare Island and Carrig Aonor
Cuanta Béara bhí romham sa tslí
*** The bays of Béara Island were before me on the way
Puinte na nGréige & na nDorsaí Maola
An fhiach 's an lao taobh amuigh de Bhaoi
*** The raven and the calf outside of Baoi
Do shiúlais Cualach mar a bhíos buartha
*** I walked through Cualach because I was sad
An pharoiste Thuaidh a 's na hAdhraí
*** The northern parish and Eyeries
San oileán Muarseadh d'inis dom buachaill
*** On the Island of Muarseadh a young man told me
Nach bhfáilghinn a tuairise go dtéinn thar snaidhm
*** That I wouldn't get word of her until I'd tie the knot
(Curfá) (Chorus)
Do shíulíos Coíbh agus Baíle na Móna
*** I walked through Cobh and Baile na Mona
Cathair Tún Tóime & Inis Seircín
Síor ar a chósta sea d'inis dhom stróinse
*** On the east coast someone told me
Go rabh sé 'na sheo acu ar Sráid Néidín
*** That it was the laughing stock of Néidín
I'd guess this was shot in 1999 for the Midsummer's Night albu, and that was recorded in Spiddal and Calry (Sligo). More details on song's origins, etc. welcome.
Cathy Jordan (vocals, bodhrán, bones), Tom Morrow (fiddle, viola, vocals), Shane Mitchell (accordion), Liam Kelly (flute, whistle), Séamus O'Dowd (guitar, fiddle, harmonica, vocals), Michael Holmes (bouzouki), Brian McDonagh (mandola, mandolin, vocals).
Cead Mile Failte, A Hundred Thousand Welcomes
Davy Spillane Caoineadh Cu Chulainn Uilleann pipes
Cead Mile Failte, A Hundred Thousand Welcomes
From Riverdance The Show at the Point Theatre in Dublin 1995. Caoineadh Cu Chulainn (Lament)
Davy Spillane with a lament on the uilleann pipes for Cuchulain, the great Irish hero ~
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