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December 2009

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At Christmas, He’s Helping Spread the Warmth

Two years ago, Mike Sheridan of Drexel Hill was in Boston on a job, painting the outside of a Holiday Inn, when the unthinkable happened. It was the end of the day, he was cleaning up and took a step backwards and found himself hurtling through the air into an empty swimming pool.

Sheridan remembers the fall. He clearly remembers trying to move his body so he wouldn’t land on his head. “I wanted to land on my feet,” he says. Instead, he landed on his back, sustaining the descriptively named burst fracture of his L3 vertebrae. His back bone literally exploded, shooting shards of bone into his spinal column.

After the impact, he lay motionless, his mind probing the sensations—or lack of them—in his legs. “I couldn’t move,” he says. “I couldn’t feel my legs.” His brother jumped into the pool after him. “ I asked him to move my legs for me and he said he was already moving them. But I couldn’t feel it.”

Doctors at Massachusetts General Hospital operated several days later—making no promises that Sheridan would ever walk again. But the operation was successful. The removed the bone fragments from his spinal column, shored up his back with titanium rods and sent him home, after a stint in rehab. He still has no feeling in his left leg and, except for that leg, he’s in constant pain.

But Mike Sheridan isn’t telling his story for sympathy. He doesn’t think he needs any. “I consider myself lucky,” he says. “People have been really good to me over these past two years.”

He’s recounting it to explain why, this year, he has the time to travel all over Delaware County collecting coats for the needy. “I have all the time in the world now,” he says. “I haven’t been able to work since I was injured. I just wanted to spend my time doing something good.”

So he launched “Mike Sheridan’s Winter Warm Up,” a campaign to collect new and gently used coats for the homeless and the people who have fallen down on their luck in what seem like luckless times. “I’ve thought about doing this before, but his year with way the economy is, I know people don’t have a whole lot of money and one thing that really hurts is the cold,” he says.

It was a seed sown many years ago when Sheridan was a child. A sixth grader like himself, a kid named Trevor Ferrell, came to his school to talk about how he went out one “code blue” night in Philadelphia to give a blanket to a homeless person and began a campaign that eventually became a multimillion dollar nonprofit. Along with food and warm clothing, Trevor’s Campaign provides transitional housing for the homeless in the city and through 19 affiliate chapters across the country.

If you’re from Philadelphia, you may remember Trevor’s Campaign and Trevor’s Place. Mike Sheridan never forgot it.

And he’s discovered, as Trevor Ferrell did, that some seeds that are sown, spread. Mike Sheridan’s Winter Warm Up has quickly gone “viral.”

“I posted it on Facebook and it started to spread by word of mouth,” he explains. “Some people said they’d put bins in their offices. We started out with bins at Brian McCollum’s Insurance Agency, Maggie O’Neill’s pub and Main Line Sound and Video. Friends are calling their friends. Everyone’s getting involved. One friend decided to put up a bin and sign at the Marple Recreation Center. Another put a bin in the Aston police station. The owner of Kid to Kid consignment shop donated five trash bags of kids jackets alone. I’m afraid I’m going to get overloaded, but that’s a good thing.”

Right now, he has about 75 coats, some stored in his garage, some at friends’ houses. He’s planning to distribute them by January 12, some to teacher friends who told him about the many kids who come to school coatless because their parents are too poor to afford them, others to an agency like Philadelphia Cares, a clearinghouse for volunteers all over the region. “We haven’t contacted them yet because we wanted to see how it went and I’m really glad to see how it’s taken off,” he says.

Mike Sheridan’s future is uncertain. He’s had two careers. A graduate of the Restaurant School, he’s worked as a pastry chef. He’s been a painter. But his injuries make it impossible for him to stand for long periods and he can’t lift anything over 30 pounds.

But if there’s one thing he does know, it’s what he’s going to be doing next year at this time. Collecting coats. “It’s a way to help,” he says. “You can’t put oil in everyone’s house, but you can give them a jacket. It’s a small thing, but it’s the small things that help out.”

Help Mike spread the warmth. Donate new and used coats for men, women, and children at any of these locations:

McCollum Insurance Agency in Manayunk
4109 Main Street
Philadelphia PA 19127

Maggie O’Neills Pub
1062 Pontiac Road
Drexel Hill, PA 19026

Main Line Sound and Video
503 West Lancaster Avenue
Wayne, PA 19087

Marple Newtown Recreation Center
20 Media Line Road
Newtown Square, PA 19073

Aston Township Police Department
5021 Pennell Road
Aston, PA 19014

If you need a pick-up, email Mike at sheridanswinterwarmup@yahoo.com.

Music, News, People

RIP Liam Clancy: “We Won’t See the Likes of Him Again”

Liam Clancy at the Milwaukee Irish Fest. Photo courtesy of Sean Laffey, Irish Music Magazine

Liam Clancy at the Milwaukee Irish Fest. Photo courtesy of Sean Laffey, Irish Music Magazine

Liam Clancy, the last surviving member of The Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem—possibly the best known of all the Irish folk groups—died on December 4 at the age of 74 in Cork, Ireland, of pulmonary fibrosis, a lung disease.

A celebrated balladeer—friend Bob Dylan called him the best he’d ever heard—Liam and older brothers, Paddy and Tom, a friend Tommy Makem appeared on the Ed Sullivan Show in March 1961, wearing their matching Aran sweaters (reportedly sent to them by the Clancys’ mother, Johanna), a performance that catapulted them to fame. By the following year, they had played Carnegie Hall and for President John F. Kennedy at the White House. The Clancys and Makem are widely credited with making traditional Irish music popular during the ‘60s folk revival both in the United States and in Ireland, and with influencing more than a generation of Irish musicians.

Liam Clancy was born on September 2, 1935, the youngest of 11 children in a musical family, in Carrick-on-Suir in County Tipperary. Along with music, the Clancy brothers loved acting. They immigated to the United States where they staged plays at the Cherry Lane Theatre in Greenwich Village, New York, raising money by holding midnight folk concerts after their productions. Liam even shared the stage with Walter Matthau and the young Robert Redford. Even though music called, Clancy always enjoyed reciting poetry as much as singing ballads.

We asked a number of Irish musicians and music lovers—some of whom knew Liam Clancy—to share their memories and their tributes with us. Here’s what they had to say:

Gerry Timlin, musician, Tyrone native, and co-owner of The Shanachie Irish Pub & Restaurant in Ambler

Liam Clancy, like his brothers and Tommy Makem, were my musical heroes, and like many a young folk music lover of the late 50’s and the early 60’s it was so refreshing to hear these new voices and songs coming from the wireless and records. The Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem Live at Carnegie Hall is my favorite Irish album of all time. Liam Clancy’s versions of “The Patriot Game” and “The Parting Glass” will live on for ever, for me at least, as the best renditions of these two songs I’ve ever heard. Liam had a quality to his voice that was second to none and what struck me most was his diction and his unbelievable phrasing. The clarity of his voice was such that whether on not you’d heard the song before you could understand every word; his interpretation of songs and poems was impeccable. I know of no other singer, and I’ve worked with many, who could put a song across as well as Liam.

I had the pleasure of working with Liam on many occasions and I never knew him to be anything but the real deal when he stood under the lights. He was the consummate performer, the poet, the storyteller, the actor and the singer. He brought it all to the stage like no other performer I’d ever seen before in any genre. He knew his craft better than anyone and he loved his audience with a passion. He had that look in his eye and sincerity when singing a ballad that held you captivated and on the edge of your seat while he bought you to that place as only he could.

We have lost the last of a long line of great singers and entertainers. Tom, Paddy, Bobby, Tommy Makem and now Liam. The trailblazers who made the stage for all the rest of us. Now all gone. Who will carry the torch now? I’m not sure, but one thing is for sure—we’ll never see the likes of them again.

Onward and upward, Liam.

Paul Keating, director of the Catskills Irish Arts Week and a columnist for the Irish Voice newspaper

Liam Clancy described himself the last man standing among the Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem, so amidst all the tributes to him are the declarations that it is the end of an era with them all gone now. I don’t share that view because what they did was release the great power of Irish music to the world and that can never be restrained now. They literally opened the doors for thousands of Irish musical artists including the Chieftains and inspired many careers and gave the Irish a confidence boost that predated the Celtic Tiger by thirty years. Liam Clancy continued to do that and encourage groups like Cherish the Ladies and Danu in the traditional realm for which he had great respect and appreciation for their talent.

A half century ago the Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem were in the vanguard of the Greenwich Village Folk Music Boom that vied for attention with rock and roll and held their own. Even as he turned 70 some years ago, I was reminded when watching him at the Milwaukee Irish Fest that Liam Clancy still had magnetism and stage command. Celtic rock is the rage at most festivals these days and ironically its stage adjoined that of the Roots Stage where Liam’s solo act was slotted. With humor, poetry, prose and one of the greatest voices ever, Liam Clancy once again held his own that day, with a multigenerational crowd totally mesmerized by his charm and talent. His performance and many like it will never be forgotten by those who were fortunate to see him over the years and I am quite certain that I couldn’t say that about the other stage guests.

Sean Laffey, musician and editor of Irish Music Magazine

Liam was just the business, nobody ever like him, now then or in future, he just had it.

There is great sadness in the Laffey house today, but joy too that we got to know him personally and we had some time over our Saturday breakfast recalling the great times we had back in ’96 when we worked on his “Wild and Wasteful Ocean” album with him.

We had such fun in Helvic, singing into the rainy morning under an umbrella in front of Mooney’s pub, the table littered with pint bottles of stout and Liam egging me on to sing another verse and another verse of “Essequibo River,” which he really loved. Such generosity of spirit, the mark of a true gentleman.

Then there was a night in Dublin, at the Tall ships, when he and [nephew] Robbie O’Connell brought a dockside pub to life, the afternoon gig we had all done was by any standards mediocre, but that night’s music was beyond doubt special, and no one got it on tape or poked a camera phone in his face. It was singing for pleasure and right now it’s the best way I can think of
remembering him.

There will be much more written about Liam in the coming weeks, but for now we send our deepest condolences to his wife Kim and all his children. And thank God for the blessing that was Liam Clancy.

Judy Walsh, active on the Irish music scene in DC, now living in Milltown Malbay, County Clare

Years ago in Washington, DC, I was asked by a friend to chauffeur Liam and Tommy Makem to a concert he was putting on. I took them to The Dubliner Pub for an early supper. While we were eating, a man walked by, stopped suddenly and said to Liam, “I know who you are! Christy Moore! Can I have your autograph?” He grabbed a paper napkin from a nearby table and Liam signed it “Christy Moore”. Years later when I met Christy’s sister Anne here in Miltown Malbay she got a big kick out of the story, as did her brother when she told him.

Gabriel Donohue, Irish singer, musician, producer from Anthenry, County Galway, now of New Jersey

The first time I met Liam was in New York at Tramps Club in the village. I was playing with Eileen Ivers and Joanie Madden.We opened for him and when he walked in there was a very small crowd. He didn’t go on stage at all that night but got the small crowd to encircle him as he reigned over a world class session. Danny Quinn was there and Pat Kilbride (Battlefield band) also Martin Murray (Chieftains sound man and fiddler).

Liam was a very open individual who didn’t mind sharing his philosophy and his poetry to whomever would listen. He taught me more about Yeats, Shakespeare, Baudelaire and Tennyson than I ever learned in school. I went out and bought the poetry afterwards to get a little deeper, but he was the catalyst for me getting into those poets.

I was spellbound by his reading of Mary Hynes and suggested it to Joanie Madden for the CD I was then producing for her. I played piano on that track and he teased me about using a diminished chord on that which he thought was jarring and of course he was right. Those chords are rarely heard in traditional music or folk. Still he chose it for his collection Liam Clancy favorites. Needless to say I was delighted.

He and Paddy would often come to visit in New York city when I played at the South Street Seaport or Rosie O’Grady’s. Liam would sing a few songs and bring an otherwise indifferent audience to their senses. Afterwards we’d retreat to the Glocca Morrah on 23rd Street and more stories of Leadbelly or their tenure at the Playboy Club in Chicago would ensue.

They never took for granted the richness of their lives and the characters they met along their journey as evidenced by the stories they told over and over. I remember most of them. About passing a guitar around a circle in New York and singing songs but passing over this one young man all night. Finally Liam says “Do you sing at all? ” The young man says “a little” and sings a song he just wrote, “Mister Bojangles.” Jerry Jeff Walker was willing to sit silent and soak all the magic up in silent awe at the culture these Clancys carried with them.

Just this January I spent a week in Mexico with Liam and the Makem Brothers and a fine entourage of musicians. Liam was no longer willing to sit and recite poetry or sing songs until the dawn. Nevertheless, one night he called me over to a quiet corner in one of the lounges and began philosophizing on a few different topics. Words were the most precious thing to him. He said he loved them even more than music. He spoke of the closing scene of the movie, “The Night of the Iguana,” about a man at the end of his rope. I was saddened to hear him talk this way as he was as powerful performer as ever. Still I knew he was tired.
Thousands of performances had taken their toll as had the hardship of a less than ideal childhood in Carrick on Suir in Tipperary. His lungs were not able to power that godlike voice of his, though his shows were still brilliant. He was ready for a good long rest it seemed.

He was my hero, probably the greatest hero I ever had. A nice man too, who welcomed people into his circle with that great big Clancy heart that they all had. Their voices thundered out of our small record player we had back in Athenry with few discs except theirs to play on it. We learned of heroes like Roddy McCorley and the street songs like “Tell Me Ma” and “Finnegans Wake.”
Can we imagine a childhood without the sweater men? Inconceivable as a playground without the laughter of children.

Slán Liam and thanks for all you did for the music and us the purveyors of the ancient art of balladry.

Fil Campbell, Irish folk singer, of Rostrevor, County Down

I had the pleasure of meeting him on a couple of occasions at parties here in Rostrevor but sadly only as a passing acquaintance.

Liam had a huge influence on Irish music and on me personally—one of the first concerts I ever went to see was Liam Clancy and Tommy Makem as a duo in the Astoria Ballroom in Bundoran. I had been more into pop and rock music up until that time but they changed my focus—they sang so may songs that I knew and loved, songs that have stayed in my repertoire over the years. Ironically the guitarist who played with them that night was Brendan Emmett who now plays with Tom [McFarland, her husband and partner] and myself.

The Clancy brothers and Liam in particular had the flamboyance of superstars and an energy that made Irish music a force to be reckoned with on the world stage. They were fiercely proud of their heritage and the legacy of their recordings will be with us for a very long time to come. You’ll be sadly missed Liam—RIP.

Matt Keane, Irish singer, County Galway

I didnt know Liam, but without knowing it, he was the cause of me trying to learn to play guitar and sing. Sometime in the ‘60s, himself and Tommy came to play in my local town, Tuam, Co. Galway. He played and sang, “The Band Played Waltzing Matilda” to a spellbound audience in the Odeon Cinema. My sister Dolores [Keane] and brother Sean would have met Liam at various venues all over the place. I played Galway last night and sang ” Matilda” and “Will You Go Lassie Go.” All the audience joined in, which is an indication of the appreciation and respect in which he was held.

Carmel Gunning, composer and musician from County Sligo

I didn’t know Liam personally but I had great respect for his talent as a ballad singer and the way he put a song across to his audiences. He had a lovely sweet velvet voice, so easy on the ear and very tuneful. It’s the end of an era really. The group sang and jelled very well together simply because they knew each other so well and they were all equally as good as each other, be it on their instrument or voice. Rest in Peace.

Columns, How to Be Irish in Philly

How to Be Irish in Philly This Week

Oisin Mac Diarmada of Teada at last year's "Irish Christmas in America" show at the Irish Center.

Oisin Mac Diarmada of Teada at last year's "Irish Christmas in America" show at the Irish Center.

Snow or no snow, we’re knee deep in Christmas season. This is how we know:

Teada, Matt and Shannon Heaton, and tenor Michael Londra are bringing their Christmas shows to the area in the next few days.

Teada’s “Irish Christmas in America” with Seamus Begley and dancer Brian Cunningham (and local musician Sean Earnest on guitar!) will be at Penn on Friday night. We hear through the grapevine that they might be on the prowl for a session afterwards so if someone wants to direct them to the appropriate pub. . . .

Two wonderful singer-musicians from the Boston area, Shannon and Matt Heaton, will perform at Godfrey Daniels in Bethlehem on Friday night and at Trinity Church in Swarthmore on Saturday.

Michael Londra, who makes the angels sound like a neighborhood choir, will be at Sellersville Theatre on Tuesday, surrounded by Irish musicians and dancers.

On Sunday evening, St. Thomas Church in Whitemarsh will hold a Celtic worship service.

On Sunday afternoon, the Mayo and Donegal Associations are holding their Christmas parties at the Irish Center with arts and crafts and face painting and a visit from Santa for the kids and some vendors for the grownups. A special holiday mass will be said at 4 PM, prepared by Sister James Ann and celebrated by Father Ed Brady of Quakertown. Dinner will be available for purchase. The Mayo Association is collecting donations for Project Rainbow, for homeless and abused women and their families.

Also on Sunday, The Irish Club of Delaware County has its monthly meeting scheduled. Good Deed Doer alert: This club is conducting a gift drive this holiday season to benefit an Irish family in need. They’re accepting any unwrapped gifts, gift cards, toys, or clothing gift cards. They’ve roped Santa into helping them deliver the gifts—after all, he has the experience.

You can drop off your donations at two places:

The Irish Immigration Center
7 South Cedar Lane
Upper Darby, Pa

Knights of Columbus
18 Baltimore Pike
Springfield, PA

Looking for a good Christmas gift for a first-year Irish language student? On Sunday, Penn Professor Rosalyn Blyn-LaDrew will be autographing her new text, “Colloquial Irish,” at Catherine Rooney’s in Wilmington, DE.

Don’t forget to patronize your local Irish gift shop, pub, restaurant, and event. Shop Irish!

Music

Michael Londra: Late Bloomer, Rising Star

Michael Londra

Michael Londra

Michael Londra never really had a chance. He grew up in Wexford, home of the Wexford Opera Festival and the Wexford Opera House. Singing was going to be his life whether he liked it or not.

“I kind of grew up singing,” says the tenor, who is bringing his Christmas show, “Celtic Yuletide,” along with his new holiday CD, “Beyond the Star,” to the Sellersville Theatre on December 15. “Wexford is such a big opera town that there’s now a culture of singing and I come from one of the singing families. I always sang, whether I wanted to or not. It was forced upon me.”

But he didn’t become a professional singer until he was 31, “after my friends staged an intervention,” he jokes, as we chat on the phone. “I never believed I could earn a living as a singer. Irish people tend not to believe in themselves so I needed the encouragement.”

His first career: a behavioral therapist, working with teens in trouble. He concedes that it might have been good training for show business. “Though you’re dealing with different types of behavior, equally socially unacceptable.”

Once you’ve heard him sing, you’ll wonder, as his friends likely did, why he was hiding that particular light; it shines so bright. One reviewer called him “one of the top Irish singers of our time.” Another, referring to counter-tenor Londra’s ability to hit notes so high he’d leave some mezzo-sopranos in the dust, wrote: “When he hits the high notes on ‘The Wexford Carol,’ make sure your good holiday champagne glasses don’t shatter, as he puts castrati to further shame.”

When “Riverdance” composer Bill Whelan heard Londra in a musical about John F. Kennedy (he played RFK and claims to do a more than passing “full-on posh” Boston accent), he offered him the lead role in the Broadway production of the “Riverdance,” the high-profile play that turned Irish music and dance into a modern-day phenomenon.

In 2005, Londra recorded his first CD, “Celt,” a five-star favorite on www.amazon.com. The first track—“Danny Boy”—was another of those things he had to be talked into. “I really didn’t want to record it,” he says. “It’s been done to death, murdered by bad cabaret singers all over the world. But it came out very nice.”

So nice that the Irish Emigrant newspaper called it “one of the best recordings of Danny Boy in history,” and two million people have listened to it on YouTube.

Like “Celt,” Londra’s Christmas recording combines old and traditional tunes with more contemporary and some original songs, like the eponymous “Beyond the Star.” It wasn’t something that had to be forced on him. “I love singing the old Christmas songs, though I recorded it in New York over the summer. You can’t imaging what it’s like singing Christmas carols in 100 degree weather in July,” he says laughing.

His producer is Steve Skinner, who co-produced the Grammy-nominated soundtrack for “Rent,” and works with Celine Dion and Bette Midler. “I’ve been very blessed to be able to work with him,” Londra says. “In 2001, I knocked on his door and said, ‘I’d like to work with you,’ and he laughed at me and told me to get in line. But I was persistent. He heard me sing and finally said, ‘OK.’ I sang at his wedding so I’m a part of the family whether he likes it or not.”

When you get Michael Londra you also get what he calls “the core of my being,” the Irish charity “Concern Worldwide.” Part of the proceeds from his Christmas album will go to helping the people of La Gonave, a small island off the coast of Haiti and an hour and a half away from Miami, where there is little vegetation, no electricity or clean water, and 100,000 people living in abject poverty. He’s been there five times and with the Christmas CD, there’s a DVD of one of his visits.

“I’m not Bono. I’m not going to raise millions,” he says. “But I have to do something. This is our next door neighbor, and it makes me so angry.”

When he says “our,” he’s referring to the US, where he now lives (in Chicago “which I absolutely love—when I’m there.”) It’s rare, he says, for Wexford people to emigrate. “I’m the only one of my family and school friends who has,” he notes. “I was talking to Larry Kirwan of Black 47 [a New York-based Irish hard rock band] who is also from Wexford and we decided we were the only two people from Wexford living in the States.”

Though they’re friendly, don’t expect Londra to be performing with Black 47 any time soon. You can imagine his blue eyes twinkling as he observes that it would be like “AC/DC and Clay Aiken singing together.”

You’d be better off catching Londra with the group of Irish musicians and dancers he’s bringing to the state in Sellersville on Tuesday, December 15. The show starts at 8 PM and tickets are $35 which you can order by calling 215-257-5808 or on the theater website.

And if you sign up for our weekly newsletter, Mick Mail, or pass your latest issue on to someone else, you’ll be entered in a contest to win two free tickets to Michael’s show.

You next chance to hear him is on Christmas Day on Fox 29–he’s heading down there on Monday to appear on a show called “Christmas Glee.”

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A Worship Service With Celtic Atmosphere

Cynthia DeDakis, minister of music at St. Thomas.

Cynthia DeDakis, minister of music at St. Thomas.

Scratch the surface of any one of us Celts, and underneath you might find a pagan.

Many of those who are card-carrying Christians now are descended from an ancient people who looked for the sacred in the natural world. They plumbed the depths of mysticism. Fire was their friend.

Of course, we’ve come a long way since then. Our beliefs have matured. But for those of us whose people came from Ireland, Scotland, Wales and Brittany, the old beliefs—or more likely, the trappings of the old beliefs—still hold some appeal.

If Celtic spirituality speaks to your inner Celt, you might find a comfortable home at St. Thomas’s Church in Whitemarsh, where Celtic worship services are held monthly through March.

Cynthia DeDakis, minister of music at the elegant old Episcopal church at Bethlehem Pike and Church Road, isn’t surprised that Celtic spirituality continues to appeal to many of us.

“The earliest flowering of Christianity in the Celtic countries was very much adapted,” she notes. “The Christians who came in to evangelize where there had been pagan religions before used a lot of the forms and sensibilities of the pagan religions. There’s a close connection with nature and seeing all nature as sacred. I think it appeals to people for a number of reasons, and that’s one. I think Celtic culture is attuned to feeling more connected to the earth. We do try to emphasize that to a certain amount.”

In all the liturgically important respects, the service is Christian. There’s an opening prayer, a reading from Scripture, a homily and a Eucharist. Where does the “Celtic” come in? Many of the prayers come from Celtic sources, some of them ancient, but it’s really more in the atmosphere.

First, there’s the music—near and dear to this classically trained musician, who also plays hammer dulcimer. “Last year, and the first two services this year, we’ve been using harp,” DeDakis says. “I try the best I can to use legitimate Celtic music in the services. People really appreciate and enjoy that style of music. I’ve been working on adapting it somewhat and trying to make it more truly Celtic. It’s a work in progress.”

There’s candlelight. And there are long stretches of silence and reflection. It’s an earthier, less structured occasion of prayer. That’s what the folks at St. Thomas are going for. They’ve been at it since 2005.

“There’s a kind of spirituality that moves into the mystic when you bring in the candles, silence and simple, quiet music,” DeDakis says. “It’s not as demanding in terms of participation. People tend to spread out. We are hoping to build the service and draw people who don’t come to St. Thomas on a regular basis but who are looking to find something like this that feeds them spiritually.”

There’s a Celtic worship service at St. Thomas this Sunday at 5:30—look for it to have a special Christmas theme—and once each month through March. (Consult our calendar.) And if you’d like to go beyond merely attending, DeDakis is on the lookout for traditional musicians who might want to help set the tone. Contact DeDakis by e-mail at cdedakis@stthomaswhitemarsh.org.

Music

Musical Forecast: A Wintry Mix to Start the Holiday Season

Marian Makins, singing at the monthly Singer's Circle at the Irish Center.

Marian Makins, singing at the monthly Singer's Circle at the Irish Center.

The first time I heard Marian Makins sing was at singer’s night at the Philadelphia Ceili Group’s annual Irish music festival. This slim young woman with a cap of close-cropped dark hair came up from the audience, took the stage, and launched into one of those great, deedle-sum Celtic songs that make you tap your feet and deedle-dum a little yourself about midway through the tune.

She has a voice that seems to have been predestined to sing Gaelic songs. (One listener described it as “a voice that could melt packed ice.”) But Makins, who will be performing with guitarist Gabriel Donohue and Caitlin Warbelow on Sunday at the Irish Center in a show called “Once Upon a Winter’s Night,” didn’t come by it naturally.

She’s only tangentially Irish: Her Scottish ancestors spent several generations in County Donegal and she’s English and Welsh as well. She didn’t grow up hearing Gaelic—either the Scottish or Irish variety—and her background is in the classics, not jigs and reels.

But she’s always been a singer. The DC-born Makins, currently a grad student in classical studies at Penn, sang in the chorus in high school ( hello, “Glee”!) and as part of a small concert chorale group whose director had perfect pitch. “Imagine singing for him. Anyone is even slightly off and he’s in pain. But he was so good and so demanding that I learned so much,” she says. She was also a member of the Columbia University Glee Club and did a little recording while in college (background vocals for a fake group with a real album called Kill Lizzy, a Christian hip-hop album that was never released, and a demo for an Applebee’s commercial).

“That all happened because I was dating a music producer,” she confesses with a laugh. “but he is really talented and is now working with Dionne Warwick.”

The Celtic music happened because a friend dragged her to three sessions in New York—all in one night—culminating in the Tony DeMarco jam at the 11th Street Bar. DeMarco’s fractional Irishness (both sides of his family are Irish-Italian) translates into stylish and authentic Sligo fiddle playing and he’s considered one of the finest folk fiddlers in the country.

“That’s where I met Gabriel Donohue,” says Makins. “We walked into the 11th Street Bar and Tony introduced me to this guitar player and he said, ‘I hear you’re a great singer, what do you sing?’”

She named one of the handful of tunes she sings in Gaelic (she does songs in both Irish and Scot’s Gaelic, though she doesn’t speak “this beautiful, strange language”). “And he says, ‘Oh, this one, and starts playing and I had to start singing. I didn’t even have my coat off. When the song was over, Tony said, ‘Gabe, let her get her coat off and get her a drink.’ We became friends and decided to work together.”

Donohue, who is Irish-born but now lives in North Jersey, has played both guitar and piano for the likes of Eileen Ivers, Cherish the Ladies, and the Chieftans, including six gigs at Carnegie Hall and one at the Clinton White House, celebrating the Good Friday Peace Accord. He introduced Makins to his friend, Caitlin Warbelow, who comes from Fairbanks, Alaska, and is a champion blue grass fiddler who is a regular at all the New York sessions.

“They invited me to sit in with them in some gigs during Irish Weekend in Wildwood this year,” Makins says, and the trio was born.

“I love how musically omnivorous they are,” she says. “They can both play in so many different styles. They’re very dynamic. They can both turn on a dime and it’s fun to see where they take things.”

Their concert this Sunday at the Irish Center will be, she promises, “a wintry mix,” a combination of winter-themed Irish traditional tunes, Christmas carols, Irish Christmas carols (get ready all you “Miss Fogarty’s Christmas Cake” fans) and then just some tunes they feel like singing. There’s a session afterwards, so musicians should bring their instruments and sit in.

Since the weather forecasters are also predicting a little “wintry mix” this weekend—possibly the first seasonal weather we’ve had for months—it sounds like a romantic and traditional way to start off the Celtic Christmas season.

Doors open at 4 PM and the concert starts at 5 PM. Tickets are $15 for adults, $5 for children.

Columns, How to Be Irish in Philly

How to Be Irish in Philly this Week

I’m about to get all Scrooge on you. This is the kind of week I hate. There are so many fabulous events and many of them are scheduled at the same time so you’re going to have to make some tough choices. Let’s coordinate, people!

Not a tough choice: Saturday, the third annual Peter J. Hanlon Memorial Jingle Bell Run in Philadelphia—it’s an Ancient Order of Hibernians fundraiser. As a rule, I don’t find road races all that exciting. And if you stand too close as the runners pass, you can sometimes get drenched in sweat yourself—and it’s not your own. But in this race, many of the competitors dress up as their favorite Christmas character, which means that occasionally someone dressed like Rudolph really wins by a nose.

But Sunday is a different story. Here’s what’s up:

Noon to 8 PM: The Mid-Winter Irish Festival thrown annually by Finnigan’s Wake in Philly, featuring Paddy’s Well, the Broken Shillelaghs (they’re getting so much work, you’d think they’d have themselves fixed) the Bare Knuckle Boxers (they play rather than fight), Irish dancers, food, and vendors, all for only $10 admission. Though technically this is the Late Autumn Irish Festival (winter doesn’t even start for a couple of weeks), we quibble. It’s important to remember that your attendance will indirectly support the Philly St. Patrick’s Day Parade, for which Finnigans and owner Mike Driscoll are major sponsors.

2 PM. The Philadelphia Rose of Tralee Santa’s Workshop and Christmas Celebration takes place at the lovely Willows Mansion in Villanova. This kid-centric event features music, refreshments, arts and crafts, face painting and a visit from the bearded guy himself (no, not ZZ Top, you fool!). Bring nonperishable food items to share with the needy. And, like Finnigan’s Wake, the organizers of the Philadelphia Rose of Tralee Pageant (Sarah Conaghan and Karen Conaghan Race) are tireless supporters of various causes in the Irish community, so while this event is fun, it’s a fundraiser too and counts as a good deed for those of you counting.

2 PM. See? Over in Cherry Hill, the wonderful and melodious Andy Cooney will be bringing his “Classic Irish Christmas” to the stage at St. Mary’s Parish Hall. Fundraiser? You bet. And Cooney is a treat.

4 PM. “Once Upon a Winter’s Night,” will usher the Celtic Christmas season in with traditional Irish and American Christmas songs and a session at the Irish Center.

Okay now, days pass, you do some Christmas shopping, trim the tree, start baking cookies, fill out the Irish Community Survey, and suddenly it’s Friday and you have some choosin’ to do.

If you’re heading north to Bethlehem (which would be appropriate, as it is the Christmas City and no one does it better), you can enjoy a “Fine Winter’s Night” at the Godfrey Daniels Coffee Shop with husband-and-wife duo Matt and Shannon Heaton. They’re wonderful. If you have to miss them, though, they’re playing in Swarthmore the next night.

If you’re staying closer to home, Teada along with Seamus Begley and the amazing sean nos dancer Brian Cunningham are returning with their “Irish Christmas in America” show which will play for one night (Friday) at The Annenberg Center for the Performing Arts in Philadelphia. They brought the show to the Irish Center last year and it still makes me smile.

Remember to shop Irish this year and don’t forget those in need. Share with your favorite charity, or just toss a buck into the Salvation Army bucket. This year, it’s the rare person who doesn’t know someone who is struggling.

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Donegal Association Chooses Its Mary from Dungloe for 2010

Kiera McDonagh

Kiera McDonagh

The newest Mary from Dungloe is a LaSalle University graduate working in the real estate field who loves sports and adventure travel.

On Sunday, November 28, Keira McDonagh of Philadelphia, an Archbishop Wood alum, was chosen from a field of 13 young women and crowned at the 121st Donegal Ball, which was held at the the Irish Center in Mt. Airy. Although the story of young woman for whom the pageant is named, celebrated in a 1936 song by stonemason Pádraig Mac Cumhaill, is one of tragic love, the pageant is sweet and tends to promote new friendships among the young women who participate. Witness: The following day, the former competitors were all friending each other on Facebook.

McDonagh will represent the Philadelphia Donegal Association at all major events over the coming year, including the St. Patrick’s Day Parade. This summer she’ll travel to Dungoe, County Donegal, to compete in the International Mary from Dungloe pageant. The reigning Mary is from County Derry and Philadelphia’s retiring Mary–a spitfire who is anything but retiring–is Emily Weideman.

When you’ve been throwing a ball for more than a century, you tend to do it right, and this one was no exception. Almost 500 people attended the more than six-hour event. There were dancers on the floor for hours, twirling to the tunes of the Sean Wilson Band and DJ John McDaid. Grand Marshal was Eileen McAleer and Ball Chairman, John Gallagher. There were even distinguished visitors from the Dublin Donegal Association.

But don’t just take our word for it.

Check out the photos.