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Hot Fun in the Summertime

Not all the dancers belong to a dance school.

Not all the dancers belong to a dance school.

Memorial Day is seen as the official start of summer. But for those of us following a slightly different calendar, summer doesn’t truly begin until the annual Penn’s Landing Irish Festival.

This year’s festival kicks off Sunday at 12 noon, going all the way to 8 p.m., at the Great Plaza at Penn’s landing, Columbus Boulevard at Market Street.

If you’ve never been, here’s why you should go…

Music (and lots of it, all day long), with Blackthorn, Jamison and the Hooligans headlining on the main stage.

Dance, with so many of the Philadelphia area’s schools of Irish dance prancing all over the place that we can’t list them all.

Food and drink, including traditional Irish noshies like shepherd’s pie, along with water ice, ice cream, and appropriately seasonal liquid refreshment.

Vendors galore, so you can pick up all of the T-shirts, hats, mugs, home decor, jewelry and other goods necessary to confirm in the eyes of all the world that you are, yes indeed, Irish.

Kiddie stuff, including face-painting, of course.

Atmosphere. Yes, Penn’s Landing lacks shade and technically, kids aren’t supposed to wade in the fountains (but they do anyway), and it can get a little hot out there along the river. But, hey, you’re along the river, which you can bet will be dotted with pleasure boats, some of which stop dead in the water to take in the music emanating from the main stage.

OK, so we’ve told you. But if you still need convincing, let us show you. Check out our photos from past years.

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Heading to the All-Irelands

Keegan Loesel, left, and Alexander Weir: Headed to the Fleadh

The table in front of the musicians is crowded with pint glasses in various shades of beer and tenses of the word, “drink.” But the youngest musicians at the Sunday session at Philadelphia’s The Plough and the Stars pub aren’t imbibing. After all, fiddler Alex Weir is only 12, tin whistle player and piper, Keegan Loesel is 11, and little Emily Safko, barely bigger than her Irish harp, is 9.

Still, they spend so much time playing in bars, Emily’s mother Amy says that when her third grader assembled a poster for her “spotlight” day at Cranberry Pines Elementary School in Medford, NJ, “it was full of pictures of her in pubs.”

Of course, they’re Irish pubs which are usually family friendly and the weekly sessions–well, think of them as free music lessons. Sessions (seisiuns, in Irish) have long been a traditional way for Irish traditional players to jam informally and maybe learn a new technique or a tune or two, often in the dark corner of a pub or a cottage kitchen.

There’s little tolerance for the novice player at most sessions, and although one adult musician at the Sunday session refers to the three as “the leprechauns,” he says it respectfully. These “leprechauns” are solid trad musicians who are all going to Ireland in August—one for the second time—to compete in the All-Ireland Fleadh Cheoil na hÉireann in Cavan Town.

Alex Weir, of West Chester, is a  fleadh veteran. He got his start on the violin as many American children do—with Suzuki, a method developed in Japan that puts tiny violins in the hands of children as young as three and nurtures them in a positive environment where they’re expected to pick up music as naturally as they acquire language. Pretty soon, the violin became a fiddle–Alex wanted to learn some Irish tunes to play accompaniment  for his dance school friends at Do Cairde School of Irish Dance in West Chester.   “Once he started learning the fiddle there was no turning back,” says Alex’s father, Carl.

For several years, Alex has been part of Next Generation, a group of young players organized by veteran Irish musicians Dennis Gormley, Kathy DeAngelo, and Chris Brennan-Hagy. They meet the second Sunday of every month for a session at the Philadelphia Irish Center and have performed at the Garden State Discovery Museum, the Philadelphia Ceili Group Traditional Irish Music and Dance Festival, and the Celtic River Festival in Gloucester, NJ, among other venues. The group has produced another veteran fleadh competitor—9-year-old Haley Richardson from Pittsgrove, NJ, who has been playing fiddle since she was three.

Alex, who  continues to study classical violin, is an Irish music sophisticate: He doesn’t just play Irish tunes on the fiddle, he plays “Sligo-style,” like his teacher, Brian Conway of New York. Sligo style is brisk and elaborate—featuring what’s called ornamentation (trills, slides, and extra notes) with both left and right hands. It’s the lively, toe-tapping, uplifting style that most Americans associate with Irish music. “It picks you up,” says Alex, during a lull in the Sunday session. “I feel happy all the time when I play it.” Competing in this year’s Comhaltas Ceoltori Eireann Mid-Atlantic Fleadh, he came in first in fiddle slow airs under 12, first in duets with Emily Safko, and second in fiddle under 12 (Haley Richardson took first in that category).

Keegan Loesel was only three when a CD his mom had popped into the car changed his life. “I picked out this noise I heard on the CD. I found out later it was a uilleann pipe [pronounced ill-in, a small, Irish bagpipe],” explains Keegan, a fifth grader at Hillendale Elementary School in Chadds Ford, PA. At three, he was barely bigger than a set of pipes, but he told his mom, “I want to do that.”

“I thought that would go away, but it didn’t,” says Keegan’s mother, Lynette. “Two years later, I emailed a pipe maker to find out how to get him started and they told me to get him a whistle.”

It wasn’t long before Keegan was taking lessons on both the pipes and the tin whistle. He got his first set of pipes in January. This is his first year qualifying for the All-Irelands on whistle—not bad for a kid who was so shy about performing in public that his sister offered him money to play a tune at a session. “He did it and as we were going out the door he turned to us and said, ‘When are we coming back?’” says Lynette. That’s when she knew he was hooked.

Like Keegan, Emily Safko got off to an early start—and with an instrument that really was bigger than she was. She comes from a musical household—her father, Greg, is a classically trained pianist—that isn’t very Irish, “I think I’m Irish, but we don’t really know,” says Amy, her mom. “I don’t know exactly where it came from, but she started asking for a harp when she was four. I think she’d seen a harpist at Longwood Gardens.”

Emily begs to differ. She says she was bitten by the harp bug at 3. She got her first Irish harp at the age of 6 and at 9, travelled to the Mid-Atlantic Fleadh in Parsnippany, NJ, and came in first in harp slow air under 12, first in duets (with Alex) and second place in harp under 12. Kathy DeAngelo is her teacher. Emily says she takes every opportunity to play. “I got to play the harp at my school in first grade, second grade, and third grade,” she says, her child’s harp leaning against her shoulder. She’s even becoming a regular at the Irish session at the Treehouse Café in Audubon, NJ. “It’s like practice for the fleadh,” she says.

Like getting to Carnegie Hall, as the old joke has it, making it to the fleadh takes practice, practice, practice. But it also takes fundraising, fundraising, fundraising.

Keegan and Alex have taken to the streets of West Chester where they employed that age-old Irish musician money-making technique—busking–a couple of weeks ago to the accompaniment of passing cars. They also have some more official events coming up:

On Sunday, June 5, starting at 5 PM, Alex and Keegan will be playing with teacher/performer Mary Kay Mann at the BBC Tavern and Grill at 4019 Kennett Pike, Greenville, DE. If you write IRELAND on your bill, the BBC Tavern will donate 10 percent of those purchases to the boys’ travel fund.

On Friday, June 3 and Friday, July 1, you can see the boys outside the Longwood Art Gallery, 200 East State Street, Kennett Square, during the First Friday Kennett Square Art Strolls.

On Saturday, July 23, they’ll be performing at the West Chester Growers Market from 9:30 to 11:30 AM at the corner of North Church and West Chestnut streets in downtown West Chester.

If you’d like to hold a benefit for any of these talented young musicians, email lymabusi@yahoo.com.

See our photos of all of the children here.

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To Dingle and Back

Marching through the streets of Dingle.

Marching through the streets of Dingle.

The Swedesburg Ancient Order of Hibernians pipe band Irish Thunder recently returned from a trip to Ireland’s southwest Dingle Peninsula, where they took part in the annual Pan Celtic Festival.

As the photos and video show … it looks like band members had a good time.Pete Hand, Irish Thunder’s drum major, passed along the group’s many visual memories of the journey, and we happily share them here with you. 

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The Heavenly Voices of Cappella Caeciliana

Last night some of the most heavenly voices on earth dropped by St. Malachy’s Church in Philadelphia.

The parish, located in the middle of North Philadelphia, was established in 1850 by Irish immigrants. Today, the church is also home to St. Malachy’s School, an independent Catholic school that educates over 200 minority children.

For Cappella Caeciliana, the Belfast choir founded in 1995, the church was a must stop on its first American tour. The choir’s music director, Donal McCrisken, is the Head of Music for St. Malachy’s College, Belfast, Northern Ireland’s first specialist music school.

Cappella Caeciliana performed selections from their vast choral repertoire for a blissfully enraptured audience. Filling the church was a crowd that braved the dreary weather and was richly rewarded for its effort. As a tribute to Michaela Harte McAreavy, the daughter of Tyrone’s senior football manager Mickey Harte, who was murdered on her honeymoon this past January, the choir sang “She Moved Through the Fair.” It was a favorite song of the young woman who had many friends in Philadelphia’s Irish Community where her loss is still mourned.

McCrisken spoke afterwards. “Music is probably the most powerful medium there is. It has a way of going from heart to heart. Music transcends boundaries, transcends difficulties; somehow music cuts through and none of those divisions mean anything.

“But at the same time…when you walk into this parish, when you walk into this church, you know they’re very special people here. There’s something intangible, something special in the air here.”

And he would know something about that; Cappella Caeciliana is a Northern Ireland choir made up of both Catholic and Protestant singers.

For the choir who spent the day at St. Malachy’s school, talking to and performing with the children there, the warmth and genuineness that floods the church and the school made an impression.

“We hope our music in a small way is a return for that,” McCrisken said. “And we’re delighted the music has spoken to your audience so powerfully.”

See our photo essay from the concert.

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NicGaviskey in Concert

An Irish kick line: Keiran Jordan and Siobhan Butler, joining Bernadette and Caitlín Nic Gabhann.

An Irish kick line: Keiran Jordan and Siobhan Butler, joining Bernadette and Caitlín Nic Gabhann.

Fans of traditional Irish music got a super treat Saturday night at the Philadelphia Irish Center.

The band is called NicGaviskey—a kind of mooshing together of the band members’ names: Sean Gavin, flute; Bernadette Nic Gabhann, fiddle; Caitlín Nic Gabhann, concertina; Sean McComiskey on accordion (he’s the son of celebrated box player Billy McComiskey).

Gavin is from Detroit and McComiskey is from Baltimore; the ladies are from County Meath. They met at Catskills Irish Arts week in upstate New York in 2009, and sparks flew. In time, they collaborated on a CD, “Home away from Home,” recorded both in Miltown Malbay, West Clare, and Baltimore.

The band brought many of those tunes to the Irish Center, playing to a packed house.

And as an added treat … there was dancing. First, the Nic Gabhanns; and then the Nic Gabhanns, joined by acclaimed sean nos dancer Keiran Jordan, a Philly-area native now in Boston, with Siobhan Butler, also of Boston.

We’ve put together a photo essay of the night’s doings right here.

And, as you can see above, we offer four very cool videos to give you a sampling of the band’s superb playing.

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Randal Bays’ Musical Journey

Randall Bays

Randall Bays

OK, granted, Randal Bays already was a serious musician before he took up Irish fiddle. He started on trumpet when he was 8, and went on to make his mark as a classical guitarist.

All the same, Randal Bays’ subsequent accomplishments as a fiddler, universally hailed as one of the most expressive and creative of his generation, is all the more remarkable in light of these facts: a.) He stumbled into the Irish musical tradition completely by accident, and b.) He is self-taught.

Among Irish musicians, the story of Bays’ introduction to traditional music has passed into legend. The story goes like this: One night in 1978, while accompanying a couple of friends to the Medieval Inn in his Portland, Oregon, stomping grounds, Bays witnessed the glorious spontaneity of a traditional Irish music session for the very first time.

He recalls that fateful evening.

“It was raining hard,” he says. “I had some friends who were involved in Irish music. I didn’t know anything about it, really. I’d heard some Chieftain albums. These friends, I thought they were really pretentious, going around wearing their caps and drinking Guinness. But they took me to hear this music, and that’s what did it. This was the first time I’d heard really great traditional music played in a session atmosphere and it really got to me.”

Bays remembers being impressed by both the music itself and the camaraderie of the musicians. In short, the same things most Irish musicians love about a session.

“There’s this combination of the potency of the music coupled with the intensity of good feeling that goes on in a good session,” Bays says. “If not unique to Irish music, it’s something that I love. Another thing that really thrilled me was the discovery of a whole room full of people focused on melody. We are all melody, all the time.”

That he gravitated to fiddle of all instruments, he says, is not surprising, given the makeup of sessions in Portland in the 1970s. Sessions back then were 80 percent fiddle, if not more, he says.

Too, Portland had no shortage of truly fine fiddlers to learn from and emulate, such as the virtuoso Kevin Burke.

As an already gifted musician, Bays wasn’t all that daunted by the prospect of self-instruction, and he set about learning by listening. Only later did he realize that, in teaching himself, he picked up many good techniques—but also a few that did not serve him as well.

“There were people around who were very good players,” he says. “I spent a lot of time with Kevin. With the fiddle, I learned, it’s all in the bowing. Someone at some point has to show you how the bow might work. It’s not intuitive. But basically for me, I was into it several years, and I realized I wasn’t going to progress unless I took it apart and started all over again.”

Did he ever. Not only has he become one of most the creative and expressive Irish fiddlers in America, reknowned for the delicacy and precision of his bow work, but he has also become a much sought-after teacher, sharing what he knows at the prestigious Willie Clancy Summer School and Festival, Catskills Irish Arts Week in New York, the Swannanoa Gathering, among many others. Of course, Bays would also include the Friday Harbor Irish Music Camp in Roche Harbor, Washington, which he co-founded with with Dan Paulson. Bays is equally well-known as a fingerstyle guitarist who has accompanied many of the finest Irish musicians in the world.

He long ago moved up to a fiddle worthy of his mettle, as well. The fiddle he now plays was custom crafted for him by Andranik Gaybaryan, now living and plying his trade in Amherst, Massachusetts. The award-winning Morgan Andersen of Rosalia, Washington, made the bow.

“I love this fiddle. Gaybaryan trained in Russia and he is also a great player. He is one of a handful in people in North America who understand the sound production of these instruments,” Bays says. “The trouble with the fiddle and the bow now is, I can never blame my equipment. If there’s anything wrong, it’s all my fault.”

See if you can catch him in a mistake (good luck) when he appears in concert with guitarist Davey Mathias at the Coatesville Traditional Irish Music Series, 143 East Lincoln Highway, on Saturday, April 30 at 8 p.m. For details, visit: http://www.ctims.info/

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Belfast Choir Coming to Philadelphia

Cappella Caeciliana

I have heard the Heavenly Host and it is 20 people from Belfast.

In their real lives, they’re bankers, priests, music teachers, insurance brokers and telecommunications workers. But when they sing, Cappella Caeciliana, Northern Ireland’s premier liturgical choir, will literally make you feel like you died and went to heaven.

They’re coming to the Philadelphia area the last week in April for two concerts, one at Villanova and the other at St. Malachy’s Church in Philadelphia, bringing 18 singers, a playlist of religious and Irish music, and a brand new composition by Neil Martin, who, as a musician, has played alongside Sinead O’Connor, Phil Coulter, Altan, and the Dubliners and records on Universal with his own West Ocean String Quartet.

Founded in Belfast in 1995 on the feast of St. Cecilia, the patron saint of musicians, Cappella Caeciliana specializes in liturgical music that’s largely gone from weekly worship. When was the last time you heard your church choir sing “Tantum Ergo?” Or “Ave Maria” in Latin? Or “Jesu Joy of Man’s Desiring?” Many younger Catholics will have to say, “Never.”

Choir member Phillip O’Rawe, who works for British Telecom, says the choir was started to “prevent that tradition from dying out.

“A lot of what we sing would rarely be heard at Mass because it’s a lot of Latin stuff from the 16th century and requires a reasonable advanced choir to sing it,” he says. “Although we do a wide range of music, including Irish music, from the 16th century till today. We just don’t sing secular music, except for the Irish stuff which we do for tours and concerts.”

When the choir was formed it was largely all Catholic. “It was started by three priests and a couple of other guys who roped in their friends,” O’Rawe says.

And those three priests? They’re “The Priests,” the break-out group made up of Fathers Eugene O’Hagan, Martin O’Hagan (they’re brothers), and David Delargy who have three CDs on Sony (one spent 13 weeks on the UK classical album charts) and can fill a concert hall the way many priests these days wish they could fill their pews.

Cappella Caeciliana is no slouch in the CD department either. They also have three, including Cantate Domino (2001), Sing for the Morning’s Joy (2005) and O Quam Gloriosum (2008), all available at CDBaby.com, where you can listen to excerpts of their music. The priests are on the CDs, but as  part of the choir. “If we had known [The Priests] were going to be famous we would have had them do some things as a trio and we could make a lot of money,” jokes O’Rawe, laughing. (The poverty, chastity, and obedience vows are still in place: the priests are hardly rock stars since they continue their parish work and fit their musical careers around daily Mass, baptisms, weddings and funerals.)

The choir members are not all Catholics anymore. “Over time we changed and spread the net wider to keep bringing new blood in,” says O’Rawe. “But everyone in the choir has a feeling for the music. A lot of the members have have grown up with the music and have sung in other choirs. It’s very much their own ethos and the underlying religious significance is important to them. I think if people believe what they’re singing, they’ll give a better expression of it.

“Not that we’re a bunch of holy Joes going around all day in prayer,” he adds quickly, laughing. “Still, we try not to have our pictures taken in pubs because it might get used in the wrong way!”

Having Protestants in the choir will likely be helpful when the choir sings choral evensong at the National Cathedral in Washington, DC, on April 29. “It’s Anglican and we’re used to Anglicans and the way they do psalms,” says O’Rawe. “They’re very much into chanting, which is more English style, while ours is a much more Italian style of singing.”

And being from Northern Ireland has had its perks. The concerts are free because the choir was able to get funding from both the Arts Council of Northern Ireland (via the UK National Lottery) and Culture Ireland, the Irish republic’s international arts program. The National Lottery made it possible for the choir to commission a new work from Neil Martin, “Exsultet,” a traditional Easter song of praise, to be premiered in Northern Ireland and on the US tour.

The only thing required to join Cappella Caecilia is the voice of an angel. When O’Rawe joined the choir at its inception, there were no auditions as there are now. Having an exceptional voice is vital: Except for the occasional organ accomaniement, the choir, as it name suggests, sing a cappella. “And there’s no hiding place in a choir of 20,” he points out.

Cappella Caecilia will perform at 7:30 PM on April 27 at Villanova University’s St. Thomas Church on the Villanova Church and at 7 PM on April 28 at St. Malachy’s Church, 1429 North 11th Street in Philadelphia. Both concerts are free.

 

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Review: “800 Voices,” by Danny Ellis

Danny Ellis in concert.

Danny Ellis in concert.

I apologize in advance for just now getting this. Danny Ellis’s “800 Voices” arrived in my mailbox a couple of months ago, and then St. Patrick’s Day and all the mayhem surrounding that day landed on me, and I just put it off.

In any case, I don’t want to let my slowness off the mark signify in any way my feelings about “800 Voices.” It’s a brilliant, if haunting piece of work.

Danny Ellis is a survivor of the notorious Artane Industrial School, in Dublin’s Northside, operated with wanton cruelty and unrestrained brutality by the equally notorious Christian Brothers. Clearly, their mission—to care for young children, many of them orphans, some of them categorized as delinquents—was wholly uninspired by Jesus Christ.

Ellis was committed to the school by his ailing mother, who was unable to care for her five children. Two of his brothers went to a school in Rathdrum, and two sisters wound up in an institution for girls in Booterstown. Young Danny Ellis entered Artane in 1955. He remained there for eight years, released when he turned 16. Artane, opened in 1870, was the largest of Ireland’s industrial scholols. According to the Commission to Inquire into Child Abuse, which investigated such schools, the Christian Brothers’ use of corporal punishment was “systemic and pervasive.” Allegations of sexual abuse and neglect also surfaced.

In light of that ugly history, you might suspect that Ellis’s cathartic musical recollection of his sad days at Artane could be a bit hard to take. And make no mistake, Ellis is unflinching in his depiction of his struggle at Artane—the fear, hunger, brutality, anger and lingering resentments.

Take, for example, these searing lyrics from Ellis’s “Innocence Back”:

They shattered our bodies
and they scattered our minds,
they broke us and beat us
’til we were twisted in time.
Then they cut us all loose
like rats in a sack,
now there’s no amount of money
gonna give us our innocence back.

And yet, for all the harrowing memories, “800 Voices” ultimately lands in a very hopeful place. The trauma of life in Artane clearly continued to color Ellis’s worldview for many of his adult years, but ultimately “800 Voices” makes you believe in redemption.

One reason Ellis is able to give voice to the poignant and painful memories that many others have kept submerged is that, after years of suffering what he refers to a “vague discontent,” he was able to connect with his feelings and find peace through meditation.

But way before that, when he was still a child navigating life at Artane, Ellis’s soul remained open to even the faintest possibility of joy. He found comfort in small things—the singing at Mass of another student, Tommy Bonner, and the arrival of summer signified by the Brothers’ issuance of soft red leather sandals to replace the usual stiff hobnail boots. And speaking of that rugged footwear, there’s a cute little song, “Who Trew Da Boot,” about the loud bang produced by an ancient loaf of bread on the dormitory floor after lights out. McCarthy, the ridiculous nightwatchman investigated, and assumed that the loud noise (the bread now safely hidden) was the result of a student tossing one of those heavy boots. “When 150 kids share a joke that the adult is not privy to,” Ellis writes in his liner notes, “suppressed laughter doesn’t remain suppressed for very long.”

But ultimately, Ellis found a sanctuary within Artane’s walls—a “friend,” as he puts it in another song—in music. Early on, he was recruited for the Artane Boys Band. He played trombone, blowing his lungs out. As he sums up his feelings in “The Artane Boys Band:”

There was nothing in this wide world as glorious or grand as the blast of freedom’s yearning from the Artane Boys band.

When he left Artane, Ellis carved out a musical career for himself, playing trombone in a string of Irish show bands, writing tunes for a time, and working as a session singer at London’s Abbey Road studios. (You’ll hear his trombone on the jazzy “Innocence Back.” He hasn’t lost his touch.)

For most of the CD, of course, Ellis accompanies himself on guitar and piano, but he also surrounds himself with some outstanding musicians: Duncan Wickel on fiddle, whistle and and uilleann pipes; River Guerguerian on hand and frame drums; and the mighty John Doyle on guitar bouzouki, mandolin and banjo.

It’s going to be some time before Ireland recovers from the bleak legacy of the industrial schools. Still, Danny Ellis offers ample evidence of the strength and power of the human spirit to overcome even the most tortured past.