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February 2008

News

The Midwinter Scottish-Irish Festival, in Words and Pictures

Frazer Stone of the Old Blind Dogs.

Frazer Stone of the Old Blind Dogs.

I’m a drummer. (Yes, we all know that, Jeff. And subtle like a drummer, too.) So naturally I planted myself down in front of Old Blind Dogs drummer Frazer Stone as the band took the stage at the Mid-Winter Scottish & Irish Music Festival. Hey, if I could have Krazy-Glued my right ear to his bass drum, I would have done it. But I guess that’s why they hire security guards.

I’ve been going to Bill and Karen Reid’s festival for years out at the Valley Forge Convention Center. Every year I say to myself, hey, what will you see or hear that you haven’t seen and heard before? The claddagh jewelry and all the other Celtic tchochkes on sale at the vendor tables, the meat pies and assorted evil brews, the tattooed Caledonians wearing camo kilts, Doc Martens and safety pins in their noses. Still, every year I go, and every year I think … wow, what I would have missed if I hadn’t gone.

For me, this year’s highlight was the Dogs, whose amazing CD Four on the Floor made my socks roll up and down when it was released last year. Piper Rory Campbell (a Scottish dude, yes … what was your first clue?) couldn’t make the tour, so we were treated to Ali Hutton who, if anything, seemed to be having even more fun than we were. It wasn’t long before a whole bunch of audience members were up and dancing.

I was never a died-in-the-wool traditionalist. I’m always going to be a much bigger fan of lunatic experimentation. Not surprisingly, then, the Dogs—who find weird and wondrous ways in which to combine Scottish pipes and djembe—are my cup of tea exactly.

Which brings me back to Frazer Stone’s kit, a strange collection of hand drums, cymbals and a thumping great bass drum. (Yes, I have kit envy.) Stone has referred to that setup as “a fantastic array of pots and pans.”  And you can kind of picture him as a kid, playing away on the kitchen floor, bouncing flams off the Farberware. He plays with that kind of childlike joy and reckless abandon.

The band plowed through many of the tunes on the most recent release, and we in the audience were happy to accompany them on more than a few. (The tune “Braw Sailin'” is great fun with a few hundred well-lubricated voices.)

Did I do or see anything else? Well, sure. I made the rounds of the vendors, just like always, and picked up a few buttery bricks of shortbread (just like always). I took in Scocha, another great Scottish band, and communed for a while with my buds from the Washington Memorial Pipe Band, who provided the ‘chunes between acts. I couldn’t pass up the chance to catch John Grimaldi’s act. He’s known as “The Kilted Juggler,” and he does strange but cool things with breakable plates and bubbles.

And now, it’s over for another whole year.

No problem, though. Bill and Karen Reid and their East of the Hebrides Entertainments always have something going. If you can’t wait ’til next February for your Celtic major event fix, check out their Web site.

And check out our Festival photos.

People

Bucks County Names Parade Grand Marshal

Edward “Teddy” Ryan

Edward “Teddy” Ryan

Edward “Teddy” Ryan, known for his philanthropic activities in Bucks County and the surrounding region, has been named Grand Marshal of the 20th annual Bucks County St. Patrick’s Day Parade, scheduled for March 15.

Ryan is a lifetime member of the VFW John Billington Post 6495 and the American Legion Post 960, where he is also past commander and chaplain. He is a fourth Degree Knight in the Knights of Columbus, a county officer for the Ancient Order of Hibernians, a member of the Men of Malvern and the Four Chaplains.

In 1997, Ryan was honored by the Bucks County Board of Commissioners for his service to the community, which includes countless visits to local hospitals, nursing homes, and invalids, as well as conducting food drives and holiday parties for the needy. He runs Operation Warmup, which provides home heating oil and food to those in need, and is past president of the Irish American Cultural Society.

And Irish Ball to honor Ryan will be held on March 7 at King’s Caterers, 4010 New Falls Road, Bristol, PA.

For more information on the parade and other Bucks County St. Patrick’s Day events, see our calendar.

Music

Review: Celtic Fiddle Festival’s “Equinoxe”

We’re not even two months into the new year, but I think we already have a serious contender for best Celtic music CD of 2008.

It’s “Equinoxe,” the latest incarnation of Celtic Fiddle Festival—featuring the phenomenal Kevin Burke, Christian Lemaitre and André Brunet. Guitarist Ged Foley, Burke’s Patrick Street partner, accompanies the fiddlers throughout. (He also gets a chance to shine on the solo “Sydney Smith’s March,” which has a lush Baroque feel to it.)

Released on Burke’s Loftus label—on February 19, technically, though it’s already up on Amazon—“Equinoxe” is 11 solid tracks highlighting the various Celtic musical contributions of Ireland, Brittany and Quebec. So you’ll hear tunes as diverse as “Jig de Valcartier” and House of Hammill,” by Philly’s own master tune plumber Ed Reavy. At times, as on the opening track—“Twilight in Portroe,” “Austin Tierney’s” and the aforementioned “Hammill”— the boys play together. At still other times, a single fiddler is accompanied only by Foley.

It’s all masterfully presented, but for my money, the tracks that just cry out to be jacked up to 10 on your car stereo (and you’ll probably hit “RPT,” too) are those in which the three fiddlers and Foley play together. My personal favorite is the seventh track, a set consisting of “Reel de Napoleon,” ”Reel en Sol” and “Guy Thomas.”

(And I want to take this opportunity to apologize to the poor lady in the car next to mine at a red light on Route 1 in Plainsboro, N.J. I didn’t mean to “whoop” that loud. I’ll pay for the Depends, I promise.)

And lucky us—we get to hear Celtic Fiddle Festival Sunday, February 24, at 7:30 p.m., at the Sellersville Theater. It will be the band’s only area appearance.

Arts

Former Ardmore Artist Brings His One-Man Show Home

This pastel drawing is called "Wild Irish Rose."

This pastel drawing is called "Wild Irish Rose."

Pat Gallagher is just this much closer to getting his “license to be a little weird.” The former Main Liner who now lives in Kentucky is parlaying his penchant for doodling into a fulltime art career. In the past year, he’s achieved notable success:

He did a one-man show at the home of former Philadelphia 76ers’ coach Larry Brown.

He’s currently on a cross-country tour (called “From the Outside Looking In”), bringing his paintings not only to art galleries but to the livingrooms of high-rolling art lovers in Atlanta, Miami, Indiana, Pennsylvania, and Boston.

On Derby day in Louisville, that will be Gallagher, the Ardmore-born son of Irish immigrants, drawing his heart out in “Millionaires’ Row” (“where the Queen was last year,” he points out).

Starting February 1, he’s having a month-long one-man show at the gallery at Advanced Medical Solutions, 52 Oakland Avenue in Doylestown, where you can see a little art, get a little acupuncture.

In March, one of his canvases (he works in pastels, pen and ink, and Sharpie) will be part of the WMGK Classic Rock Art Show to benefit Bon Jovi’s Soul Moving Experience charity, which sends needy kids to Soul games.

And he’s gotten the ultimate compliment. “I was going to a frou-frou event and I asked the person running it what I should wear. She said, ‘You’re the artist. You can wear whatever you want.’ And I’m like , that is so cool. I have a license to be a little weird. I like that! People always considered me a little quirky and now that’s okay because I’m an artist.”

Gallagher, who is self-taught, needed a push from the unseen powers of the universe to discover the artist inside. It first came from a New York art dealer who saw Gallagher in his usual artist mode, sitting in a bar with a glass of Woodford Reserve bourbon in front of him, doodling on an art pad. “He told me my style was like Henri Matisse and I said, ‘Who’s that?’ I had one art class in high school and I got a D. But he convinced me that I had talent worth exploring.”

Since then, he’s had a painting on loan to a Louisville art museum, invitations for exhibits and art shows, and at least one appreciative nod from an art world legend. Gallagher recalls meeting noted sports painter Leroy Neiman at an event in Kentucky and, of course, the conversation turned to art. “He happened to see a picture of mine called ‘Sisters’ on my phone and he interrupted me. He said, ‘Sorry, but whose work is that?’ I said it was mine. He said, ‘Really?’ And he asked me, ‘Is this your main form of expression?’ I said it was my only form of expression besides talking and I’m really good at that. He reached out and shook my hand and said, ‘It’s really a pleasure to meet you.”

Unlike many neophyte artists, Gallagher’s talent isn’t just for creating art that spawns an emotional connection between himself and the viewer (he’s actually had one prospective buyer burst into tears looking at one of his canvases). He’s a funny, friendly guy who knows how to market himself. He’s convinced the makers of Woodford Reserve bourbon to provide the alcohol for his home showcases and sent complimentary art work to prospective patrons (like Larry Brown’s wife) to encourage them to sponsor an event. Ultimately, it’s the artwork that clinches the deal, but it’s Gallagher’s Irish charm that first opens the door.

But it’s not about the money. Well, it is, but not so Gallagher and his wife Trisha can live in a McMansion and own a Saab apiece. The man who has spent his life in the business arena has finally found his calling and he’d like to spend his life heeding it.

“Before I found the art, I always felt like an outsider,” he confesses. “Back when I was hanging around Villanova, even at family get-togethers, I always had these crazy insecurities. But with the artwork, I feel like this is what I’m supposed to be doing. Weird things keep happening that encourage me to keep at it. And I’ve never been as remotely as happy as I am. When I’m pissed off, I paint. When I’m happy, I paint. When I’m bored, I paint.”

In fact, the only time he doesn’t paint is when his wife is worried. “Trisha has always been supportive, but she’s a military brat and she’s all about structure and plans,” he says. “I’ve learned this: If my wife is nervous or concerned about our stability, I can’t paint. If she’s feeling good, I’m painting like crazy. I hate that she has this over me, but she has. If momma ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy. My paintings are true love stories, because between her and I, that’s what this is.”

He admits that what he’s looking for now are his own Medicis, the Florence family who supported leading Renaissance artists such as Botticelli, Michaelangelo, and DaVinci. “If I had a backer I could storm the world!” he laughs.

But, like a true artist, Gallagher knows it’s ultimately not about the money. “If I never sell another painting, it’s what I’m going to do every day,” he says. “I recently told my mother, God forbid I was to croak, I would die a happy man. Of course, we’re morbid family, obsessed with death. What can I say?” He laughs again. “We’re Irish.”

To see more of Pat Gallagher’s work, visit his website.

“From the Outside Looking In,” a one-man show, will be at the gallery at Advanced Medical Solutions, 52 Oakland Avenue, Doylestown, PA (215-348-4002) the entire month of February. On Friday, February 1, meet the artist at a reception that starts at 6:30 PM.