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Eight Kids, a Job, and She’s Also a Singer-Songwriter

Linda Welby

Linda Welby

Linda Welby is raising eight children, manages holiday cottages, and runs bus tours in her native Connemara (she’s a licensed bus driver!). But don’t hate her because she’s beautiful and makes the Energizer Bunny look like a shirker.

In fact, if you listen to her much-acclaimed debut CD, “A Story to Tell” – yes, she’s a singer-songwriter too—you’re probably going to love her. Just read the lyrics to “The Galway Fiddler,” the first release off the CD, a spirited tribute to buskers.

“He said he had learnt from the birds in the sky
Their songs each morn he’d play till he die
He learnt to listen to the breeze
through the heather
And play to it’s whistling
in all types of weather.”

“I love to stop and listen to them entertain people and it’s many times they have brightened my day,” Linda told me recently. Though she admits she “never expected for a split second that it would take off or that it would even get airplay,” its infectious country sound has even inspired new dance steps In Ireland.

The CD is infused with personal meaning. Her songs are the consummation of a lifetime of writing poems that Linda discovered she had the gift for turning into music “The lyrics come to me first, and my feelings for the words would follow with music,” she says. “When I was working on my album, only then did I discover that I could compose reels, jigs, and hornpipes.”

Music has been a part of Linda’s life since she was born and her dad, Paddy Doorhy, “brought me out to his gigs and showed me to the world. I would sit on his knee while he played the drums and he would use my two hands to drum for him.”

The eldest of five children, and the only one who has taken up music full-time, Linda grew up surrounded by the heritage of rich musical tradition: her grandfather, also Paddy Doorhy, was in the Ballinakill ceili band, the Leitrim ceili band and many others. He was “an amazing fiddle player who could make it talk to you. Very strict when it came to how a tune was played and wouldn’t at all go with the trad ways of playing today. His style of playing would be slower, more relaxed and savored better. He taught me the fiddle–nails had to be short and no nail varnish. I did query the nail varnish…he said he just didn’t like the look of it.”

Linda has performed with the band Cois Tine for 14 years, initially playing the drums, but along the way learning the banjo, tin whistle, accordion, mandolin and the keyboards. In 2003, the group released a CD called “Memories.” Over the years, their musical style changed from the trad sound they started with—as Linda’s vision for the music she wanted to make expanded: “I’m a great lover of the Glen Miller ballroom era and to touch on what I really loved I had to leave the drums behind. We are still Cois Tine, we play three to four nights every week all year round, we do the social dances to the very small pubs…I do the odd concert and guest appearance apart from the band and to see a few hundred people wanting your autograph and queueing to talk to you is a so, so different scene. I have a fight with myself from time to time over where I should be.”

Family continues to be at the core of Linda’s music. “What keeps me passionate is my Dad to make proud which I know he is already,” she says. “My dad is my hero and a huge inspiration to me and I get emotional even saying that. When I wrote the song ‘Dear Dad’ he was so proud of his song, he never stopped playing it and telling everyone ‘that’s my daughter and she wrote that for me.’ My mum was proud of it too, so I felt she had to have a song too and I penned ‘We Love You Mum.’ The jig ‘Port Cait Dan’ is named after my mother Kathleen, Cait being the Irish of Kathleen; Dan is her father. People who’ve grown up in the native Irish-speaking areas were called by their dad’s name after their own to identify the family, ‘port’ is the Irish word for ‘jig’ (‘purt’).”

And she’d never be able to do everything she does without a supportive family. Her husband, she says, always tells her, “you’re better than you think you are.” Her kids, who range from 7-20, are equally helpful. “I have come home on many occasions from a gig to get into a bus and pick up people for tours and be home in time for breakfast and school runs. It can be difficult at the best of times to keep a balance but I’m lucky in the sense that my work is so flexible and it’s all about compromise. I have never had to turn down a gig yet because of my family.”

After listening to Linda’s CD, which can be sampled and purchased at her website, it’s difficult to believe that it wasn’t that long ago, she confesses, that she “couldn’t listen to myself singing at all and I never classed myself as a singer.” She recalls when one recording engineer at the music studio “started to panic when I wouldn’t sing because he was looking at me.”

On the brink of fame, she and her music are still focused on what’s important in life. “I love life,” she says, “and it’s the simplest things I get happiness from like giving or holding the door open for someone that’s strugglin’ with it, and to sit down at dawn and listen to the quietness. I’d give up every material thing I have to hold onto those little things.”

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A Chat With The Chieftains’ Kevin Conneff

“In 1976 I got a phone call from Paddy Moloney. I was working in a print shop, doing layout design and lithographic plates. The phone rang in the darkroom and he asked me if I’d consider doing bodhrán on a couple of tracks.”

So began Kevin Conneff’s long career recording and touring with the Chieftains. Conneff took a week off from the job, traveled from Dublin to London, laid down those “couple of tracks” on what would become the Chieftains’ sixth album, “Bonaparte’s Retreat.” And he figured, well, that’s that.

But Moloney had other plans. Conneff didn’t know it, but Peadar Mercier, the Chieftains’ second bodhrán player, was retiring. “Toward the end of the week, he (Moloney) asked me if I’d consider making it full time,” said Conneff in a call from Birmingham, Ala., halfway through the Chieftains’ latest tour—a tour that will bring them back to Philadelphia’s Kimmel Center Sunday, March 15, for a show in Verizon Hall at 3 p.m.

Conneff, secure and happy in his print shop job, had to think about it. “I remember thinking I’d do it a couple of years and I’d go back to the print shop, maybe start up my own” Conneff said with a laugh.

With each new Chieftains success—and there were many—it seemed less and less likely that Kevin Conneff would ever again lay hands on a lithographic plate. What followed instead was a remarkable career as the Chieftains’ singer and drummer.

For most of the Chieftains, some kind of lifelong involvement with traditional music was preordained. Not so for Conneff, who first became enamored of it when he was in his teens.

“I’m not really like Sean (Keane) and Matt (Molloy) and Paddy,” Conneff said. “They heard the music from the womb. My parents had a mild interest in Irish music and dance, but I just barely happened on it. Some of the lads I was working with were into Irish music.”

Conneff, a Dublin kid whose musical interests up to that point ran more to jazz and popular music, suddenly found himself criss-crossing the countryside in search of fleadhs and sessions on weekends.

“The first place I really encountered the music was in Mullingar in the midlands of Ireland when I heard these people playing, farmers really. I was absolutely knocked out,” he said. “I remember thinking; these guys are as good as the (jazz) musicians like Charlie Parker I’d been listening to on records.”

Getting to work on Monday morning in anything like decent shape was sometimes a challenge. “I went back the job very often still smelling of hay barn and Guinness,” he said.

As much as Conneff appreciated the instrumentalists, it was the singers who stole his heart. He started picking up the words to the old ballads and gradually, tentatively tried them out in sessions.
“I was always interested in singing,” he said. “I used to sing pop songs and whatever. I was into Ella Fitzgerald singing ‘How High the Moon,’ which bowled me over … and still does. The very fact that it (singing traditional songs) was just an interest, a hobby made it easy. I was just doing it for my own sake and to be a part of these sessions and not be peripheral to it.”

“If it became known that you sang a couple of ballads you had to sing them really well to be accepted in a session. It was quite a thing when one of the older players would say, ‘Let’s have a song.’”

Much later, Conneff learned to play the bodhrán, the traditional goatskin frame drum. And he also learned to practice restraint, to patiently wait to be invited to play.

“if you’ve respect for the musicians and the music, you hold your fire,” he said. “In those days, particularly a lot of the older players would frown at a bodhrán coming into a session. The last thing they wanted was some obnoxious, thundering, banging bodhrán to cover up all their talent. You just have to learn to be humble.

“Unfortunately, the bodhrán attracts a type that comes in, and very often they’re flamboyant in their dress or have bits of fur hanging off the drum and they just hammer away. They just have no sensitivity to the music.”

Conneff’s respect for the music led to his involvement in a pioneering venture called the Tradition Club, a gathering place for local Irish musicians at Slattery’s at 129 Capel Street in Dublin. It was while helping to run that club that Conneff rubbed shoulders with Moloney and other local stars of the traditional scene.

Conneff and the other organizers saw the Tradition Club as an alternative to the guitar-and-ballad style that was popular in folk music in the late ‘60s. The club was also a warm and welcoming venue for many of the country musicians—the ones who so impressed Conneff in his earlier days—who would be brought in to share their gifts.

“The guitar and ballad thing was more prominent in Dublin than the real thing, so to speak,” said Conneff, “so myself and some friends started the Tradition Club where the emphasis was on the traditional player and singer. We’d bring in people from rural areas to play for a night. That was a great education for those of us running the club. We hosted people like Willie Clancy and Seamus Ennis—the greats of the Irish music scene in those days.”

Conneff was still helping run the Tradition Club when he joined the Chieftains. The club continued on for a number of years.

Some would say the Chieftains have taken a few detours away from the tradition over the years. Probably a different way of looking at it is that they’ve helped to popularize the music by showing what it has in common with other forms of music. For example, the Chieftains are currently at work on a recording drawing on the story of the San Patricios Battalion, a group of largely Irish ex-pats who fought against the United States on the side of Mexico. “A lot of them were executed on the outskirts of Mexico City,” said Conneff. “To this day there is a pipe band called the San Patricios. Every Sunday they march out to this memorial at a convent where the soldiers were executed. Paddy has been working with this connection. He’s put together some wonderful music with a Mexican Irish theme. We’ll be doing some of that in the concert. We’re doing an album of the music. It should be completed by September.”

Conneff has also been pursuing a non-Chieftains project with three other phenomenal musicians. Fittingly, it’s called The Tradition Club. Along with Conneff, the band features Gerry O Connor of Dundalk on fiddle, Dubliner Paul McGrattan on flute and the Breton Giles Le Bigot on guitar.

With luck, you’ll get a chance to hear the results of the quartet’s handiwork. “We put down a few tracks and will try to put together an album toward the end of this year,” said Conneff. With one member of the band on the Continent, recording and playing concerts can be challenging, Conneff said. “The logistics of it are a bit difficult. Any time we do gigs he (Le Bigot) has to come over to Ireland. Very often the fees go to pay his expenses. It’s very enjoyable to be doing something like that.”

While you’re waiting for that musical experiment, you’ll just have to content yourself with Conneff’s other band, which arrives in Philadelphia for a concert (unfortunately) the same day as the Philadelphia St. Patrick’s Day parade. The Chieftains’ annual visit to Verizon Hall usually coincides with that event. After so many concerts and so many years on the road, many venues tend to blur together. Not so, Verizon Hall. For the Chieftains, it’s one of the best places to play.

“That’s a fantastic venue,” Conneff said. “Any time we’ve played there, it’s been an afternoon show. A lot of the times, we’ve had to detour going to the theatre because of the parade. Sometimes the older venues are the best from an acoustic point of view. But of the newer venues the Kimmel Center sound is wonderful.”

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irishphiladelphia.com Hosts GiveWay in Concert

GiveWay is a group of four Scottish sisters named Johnson who have been playing together professionally since 1998, when the oldest were barely in their teens. They include Fiona, an accomplished fiddle player, vocalist, guitarist, pianist and whistle player; Kirsty, a skilled pianist, accordion player and singer; Amy, a talented drummer and accordion player; and Mairi, an accomplished piano and keyboard player, vocalist and bass player.

The band plays a mixture of Scottish traditional music, and haunting airs, to lively jigs and energetic reels, with the occasional original song as well. After playing in competitions and clubs all over the UK, the girls got their real break when they won a prestigious “Danny Award” at Celtic Connections in 2001. Later the same year the band placed first in the BBC Radio “Young Folk Awards.” Appearances at Celtic Connections, Cambridge Folk Festival, Tonder Festival, Denmark, and Celtic Colours (Cape Breton), followed.

The band was also invited to take part in the BBC 1 “Hogmanay Live” television show, sharing the stage with a host of major UK artists, including Phil Cunningham and Aly Bain. In 2003 the band signed to Greentrax Recordings and their debut album “Full Steam Ahead” was released to stunning reviews. The second, “Inspired,” produced by Phil Cunningham, was released in 2005 and covered traditional Irish and Scottish tunes, as well as foot-tapping and jazzy folk songs.

In 2008, the band recorded a single, “The Water is Wide,” produced by Brian Hurren of Runrig. A new album is scheduled for release in Spring 2009.
For more information, visit; http://www.myspace.com/givewaymusic

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Martin Hayes and Dennis Cahill In Concert

Martin Hayes and guitarist Dennis Cahill

Martin Hayes and guitarist Dennis Cahill

Even though what they play is Irish music, fiddler Martin Hayes and guitarist Dennis Cahill coax the sound of gypsy tunes, classical violins, and a little bit of quiet jazz from their instruments while producing luscious slow airs and raucous reels and jigs.

Don’t believe me? Watch these videos from their February 17 performance at the World Café Live in Philadelphia.

Their latest album, the first in 10 years, is “Welcome Here Again.”

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5 Questions for Fiddler Martin Hayes

Martin Hayes, left, and Dennis Cahill. Photo by Derek Speirs.

Martin Hayes, left, and Dennis Cahill. Photo by Derek Speirs.

“Welcome Here Again” is the name of the latest CD from fiddler Martin Hayes and guitarist Dennis Cahill, widely recognized as perhaps the greatest combination since chocolate and peanut butter.

Not only is it the title of one of the tunes in this collection of silky, melancholic, syncopated East Clare music, it’s an acknowledgment that these two have been away far too long. “It suggests that it’s been a long hiatus since our last recording and here we are, we’re back, we know it took forever, but there it is,” explains Hayes, of whom one Los Angeles Times critic wrote, “[he] has one of the most ravishing violin styles in all of Celtic music.”

But the title was hard to come by. “It’s really hard to think of titles for albums,” confesses Cahill, who grew up in County Clare but now lives in Connecticut. “They seem obvious when you hear them, but I’m really not too good at them. I can’t come up with anything smart to sign when I have to sign a birthday card with 20 other people, so I settle for ‘best wishes,’ and titles are not my strongest suit.”

But playing the fiddle is, and you can hear Hayes performing with his longtime musical partner, the Chicago-born Cahill, on Tuesday, February 17, at the World Café Live in Philadelphia, starting at 7:30 PM.

Born near Feakle—famous for its music festival–Martin Hayes grew up surrounded by some of the greatest musicians Clare has ever produced, including Paddy Canny, Martin Rochford, Francie Donellen and Martin Woods. His father, P.J. Hayes, was leader of the legendary Tulla Ceili Band, and Martin, who started playing at 7, was touring with them by the time he was 13. Before the age of 19, he’d won six all-Ireland fiddle championships and today is considered one of the most influential musicians to come out of Ireland in 50 years.

We caught up with Martin Hayes recently and, truth be told, asked him more than five questions.

When you came to the US in the 1980s after college, you played with a rock band rather than playing traditional music. Why was that?

I continued to play traditional music, but I didn’t do it professionally. I played in the sessions with people like Liz Carroll. I was getting by by playing for money in bars and I wasn’t doing much else. I got pretty tired of that eventually and ended up in an experimental electric band with Dennis. That was my real transition to America, hanging out with these musicians, experimenting with what we’d got and what we each would bring to the table. Obviously, I was going to bring Irish music to the table. But it was an electric band, and there’s something about hearing that all the time that makes you crave subtlety. I had come to the conclusion that it really wasn’t who I was and it was never where I was going to find my soul in music. I knew I definitely needed to come back and play traditional music like I knew it as a teenager. But that experience had its effect. Because of having played in that band, I saw music in different context, and when I was playing particular tunes from my locality, I came to appreciate it even more.

It was from that experience that you also found Dennis Cahill. Critics have described you two as “having a rare musical kinship.” It’s almost as if you were born to play together. To what do you owe that?

I would say it’s got to do with the fact that we know each other really well. We’ve talked about the music and tried to get on the same page with it. In all music-making, jazz, rock or whatever, when it happens well, when you have the proper space for making music, then you have that instant rapport where everything is obvious and everybody understand everybody else. It doesn’t happen all the time, but when it doesn’t we’re pretty close anyway.

The East Clare style is very distinctive—slow, emotional, and genteel, even the reels and jigs which were composed for dancing. Why do you think it developed that way?

It’s very difficult to come up with any reason for a particular style. What’s often discussed is landscape: When you have gentle landscape, you have gentle music. There’s the possibility of that. It’s a bit beyond our knowing. But every region and locality is influenced by particular individuals who’ve shaped people’s ideas about music. The important factors in the music of East Clare, and there are two standards: They were always looking for music with feeling, which often meant a little taint of sadness and melancholy–the same element you have in the Blues–and rhythmic pulse and dance. It wasn’t about playing super fast, it was about playing real swing. Count Basie played swing but he didn’t go that fast. The tempo allowed dancers to dance in a more ornamented kind of way.

To me, the East Clare style sounds a lot like the old-timey music of the U.S. Appalachian region. Is there some connection?

Yes, I think it’s comparable to old-timey music. It’s the effect of a simple melody repeated over and over till you’ve created a kind of mantra, almost its own form of hypnosis, that similarly is going on in old-time music. I think if you go farther back you’ll find a convergence. And there are different versions. Some of it will take you to Scandanavia, some to Scotland, and some directly to Ireland. When I was a teenager, I went on a local “safari” to the houses of the old guys, the old musicians, where I would hang out, talk to them, tape them, and get all these old tunes. Over the course of the 20th century, a lot of recordings came to Ireland and people began to copy these styles of these fiddle players till the only variances you found where when people failed to copy them precisely. But these were the fiddlers I admired who kept the unique sound of the locality, like Junior Crehan, people who played a whole repetoire before all those recordings were available and didn’t change. They had an incredible rustic simplicity, like old-timey music, so simple that you might not bother learning it, some people thought. Yet it’s incredibly hard to achieve from a compositional point of view, oozing with earthiness and common sense. There’s nothing pretentious about it. You can’t be pretentious and be an old-time player.

There are some who say they can hear a little bit of the jazz or even rock in yours and Dennis’s style. Is that deliberate, or just incidental to your background?

I listen to loads of things—jazz, baroque, world music—but I don’t take it and put it into my music, though it influences how I look at music overall. There are universal things that you learn from different forms of music. Stepping into other worlds helps you see your own.

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How to Be Irish in Philly This Week

When Beoga plays, the joint is jumpin'.

When Beoga plays, the joint is jumpin'.

Beoga is endowed with massive musical talent. Much of “The Incident” is simply thrilling, an auditory high-wire act without a net. Button accordionist Damian McKee, in particular, is consistently acrobatic in his play, and bodhran player Eamon Murray is one high-flying goat whacker. I’m convinced that pianist Liam Bradley hasn’t encountered a sound or style he can’t play brilliantly. Let’s not forget the world-class Seán Óg Graham, who plays button accordion, guitar, bouzouki, banjo and low whistle on the recording. Finally, we have Niamh Dunne, the classically trained fiddler who also is blessed with a lush, luxurious voice.

With so many gifts, a band like Beoga simply has to push the boundaries. They can do anything—and they do. At times, the result is dazzling. At other times, it’s distracting. You find yourself scratching your head and asking yourself, “Why did they do that?”

Case in point: “Mister Molly’s,” a delicate set consisting of a slip jig and a jig, both masterfully executed. I very much liked some of the band’s artsy touches, including a few bell-like dings and even the cute whistling and hand claps on the exit. But in the midst of the set, right at the transition from the slip jig to the jig, we’re treated to a low whooshing sound effect that sounds like either a sink draining or a toilet flushing. Or maybe a jet taking off—it’s hard to be sure.

On the opening number, a rollicking set entitled “Lamped”—a set that gets progressively more rollicking as it goes on—the transition from a tune called “The Pandoolin Dumpling” into the reel “Silly Batteries” is marked (or marred) by a fire siren. We know the set is getting hot; we don’t need the clues.

There are more examples of gratuitous little excesses—musical nervous tics—but not worth dwelling on. Beoga is a fusion band, perhaps the purist and fullest expression of Celtic fusion I’ve heard. And if it seems like the lads (and one lass) of Beoga didn’t quite know how, when and where to curb their creative impulses, that’s both the blessing and curse of fusion. A pioneering band like Beoga takes risks, and there are far worse faults.

To adopt too purist a pose would be to miss out, for example, on the performance of Niamh Dunne on a Paul Kennerly tune, “Mary Danced with Soldiers.” The liner notes say Beoga became familiar with the tune from the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band and Emmylou Harris. Dunne’s voice is perfectly lovely on this heartbreak song. Her spare singing style also well suits the closing tune, “The Best is Yet to Come” and the soulful “Strange Things.”

Nor would you want to miss Murray’s creative bodhran pyrotechnics, which reminds me of John Joe Kelly.

Several sets, grounded in tradition but taking some creative liberties, are memorable. My favorite is called “The Flying Golf Club,” which starts out with something quirky that sounds like a horah, and moves into a seriously stellar set of reels, including “The Gooseberry Bush.”

“The Bellevue Waltz” is also particularly lovely.

So bring on the Hammond organ sounds and the kitschy Klezmer clarinet, and park your traditionalist expectations at the door. Here’s a band that will challenge those expectations and take you on quite a ride. It’s a bumpy ride at times, but a kick nonetheless.

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Got a Song in Your Heart?

A cozy crowd gathers in a circle to pass around tunes.

A cozy crowd gathers in a circle to pass around tunes.

There was still snow on the ground at the Irish Center and it was wicked cold, but winter weather wasn’t enough to deter the 10 hardy souls who huddled inside the place for one reason: to celebrate their heritage in song.

Apparently, a song can keep you warm—with a little help from whiskey and beer, along with mini-éclairs and Trader Joe’s seedy little currant cookies.

The singers’ session—which takes place on the first Wednesday night of each month at the Mount Airy epicenter of all things Irish—is one of the newest additions to the traditional music scene in the Delaware Valley. Most sessions focus primarily on instrumental music, often with no vocalizing at all.

Sponsored by the Philadelphia Ceili Group, the session had an informal start in local homes some time ago, including that of local performer Courtney Malley’s. In October, the session became more formalized. “Now they give us a home at the Irish Center,” says singer Terry Kane, who leads the session.

The session typically attracts about 10 local singers, at all talent levels. “Last month,” Terry says, “we had a 10-year-old sit in. Tonight, we had a lot of very talented people. In the beginning, we go around the circle, and everyone gets a chance to sing. After that, it’s whatever people think of.”

Such a diverse group results in a lot of variety. On this night, the singers start out with traditional Irish, in the native tongue, but as they go around the room, practically every appropriate folk genre seems to find a place, from English country airs to old-timey tunes. (And for some reason, many of the songs, like “Three Jolly Fishermen,” revolved around the theme of fish—herring, in particular.)

Kathleen Warren, who often sings with Terry, says she has been singing her whole life. “I’ve been singing in Irish for probably 15 years,” she says. “I sing with Terry when she plays gigs, and I play Friday nights in Bethlehem. That’s where I’m from. I’m just getting back to doing my own stuff.” For her, the session is an indispensable outlet. “I don’t think I’ve missed a session yet.”

For Jerry Sweeney (who started going to the session after he discovered it on our events calendar), the session is an opportunity that less experienced singers highly value. “The singers who come are different every time,” he says. “There are some who come as regulars. It’s not any specific level, but it tends to be the good singers who draw the weak ones out.”

If you’d like to give your vocal chords a workout—or even if you’d like to just sit and listen—Terry invites who to attend. The session starts at 7:30. And don’t be shy. “We want to be sure everyone gets a chance,” Terry says. “You can bring music, if you want to sing with it. Most singers are unaccompanied, but sometimes people bring instruments.”

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They Do Make Beautiful Music Together

Mary McPartlan gives Aidan Brennan a hug.

Mary McPartlan gives Aidan Brennan a hug.

When they met last year during the Willie Clancy Summer School in Miltown Malbay, County Clare, singers Susan McKeown and Mary McPartlan vowed they would one day perform together. Lucky for us, they kept their promise.

The two, accompanied by remarkable Irish guitarist Aidan Brennan, sang separately and together on the stage at the Irish Center in Philadelphia on January 10. McKeown, who won a Grammy for her work with the New York-based klezmer group, The Klezmatics, performed an eclectic mix of Yiddish and Irish tunes along with her own inspired songs. McPartlan, whose voice has been compared to that of Dolores Keane, did several sean nos or unaccompanied traditional tunes, and even did a little rocking out. The two women and Brennan sang one song together in tight, gorgeous harmony.

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