Thursday, March 28, 2013

March is almost over and although we had quite a bit of snow over the month we are looking forward to April showers and flowers and budding trees and plants. Also looking forward to the start of the festival saeson which for me starts in May in West Virginia then Fairhill, Maryland. Check my schedule for the rest of the year. I will be back in Enunclaw this July after Grandfather Mountain but I'm trying to keep close to home for the most part, avoiding long distance travel. I am once again limiting my performances to a certain number so I can enjoy free time playing golf, hiking, kayaking among other thing. I am also working on volume 3 & 4 of the sea/ pirate/shanties CDs as volume 1&2 double CD is selling so well. My book, "A Touch of the Fae" is slowly but surely coming along but I will not predict a release date as I realise just how long writng a book takes, at least for me. It's all about Scottish children discovering their gift of the Fae and their subsiquent adventures with different faeries. My first book, "Now's The Day And Now's The Hour" all about the Scotch-Irish influences in early Texas and The Alamo is available on different versions on ebooks for just $0.99 in case anyone is interested, check it out on Amazon or Barnes and Nobles. The double CD music version is a good companion to the book. You can of course buy both from my website. Hey that's it for now, back at you soon when more news pops up. Cheers, Carl

Saturday, March 16, 2013

Happy St Patrick's Day!

I've been a wild rover for many a year
And I spent all my money on whiskey and beer,
And now I'm returning with gold in great store
And I never will play the wild rover no more.

And it's no, nay, never,
No nay never no more,
Will I play the wild rover
No never no more.

I went to an ale-house I used to frequent
And I told the landlady my money was spent.
I asked her for credit, she answered me "nay
Such a custom as yours I could have any day."


I took from my pocket ten sovereigns bright
And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight.
She said "I have whiskey and wines of the best
And the words that I spoke sure were only in jest."


I'll go home to my parents, confess what I've done
And I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son.
And if they caress me as ofttimes before
Sure I never will play the wild rover no more.


 (Thanks to The Dubliners)