There’s no fool like an old fool, they say, so what happens when a bunch of oul’ coots gather together to make music? The next 20 posts may enlighten you as to the question just posed and may also, perhaps, enrage or entertain. Anything’s better than a yawn, I guess. These songs were the result of a few sessions around a table laden with alcoholic beverages of various kinds. Plonked in the centre of the table was a laptop with built-in mic that somehow survived the knocks and spillages that were part and parcel of the sessions.
Song 16: The Three Sea Captains– As I mentioned before, chimney sweeps are in my DNA but so, too, are sea captains. My father, grandfather and great-grandfather were all
captains at one time or another in their lives. This graceful Irish set dance reminds me of this part of my heritage.
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