Episode 2 Celtic Connections

Welcome to Celtic Connections 2016

and some more highlights from our coverage

of this diverse musical feast.

Coming up tonight, Julie Fowlis.

American singer-songwriter Rhiannon Giddens.

Kris Drever.

Teddy Thompson and Kelly Jones.

Breton Blend.

And Senegalese superstar Baaba Maal.

But first, a great Scottish band, Daimh.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Our starting point for writing the songs

was probably the Everly Brothers.

Just as a reference point, because we wanted a sort of girl and boy

Everly Brothers, if you will.

But as far as the song writing,

we were going for that style of, you know,

what was considered a pop song,

you know, really short and to the point and clever and concise.

# No lying, no fighting No me versus you

# The make-ups, the break-ups

# We know how to do

# We swore up and down that this time we were through

# I thought that we said goodbye

# The leaving, the grieving

# The new paramours

# The constant comparing

# And soon we'd get bored

# The certain nostalgia for the Hundred Years' War

# I thought that we said goodbye

# Goodbye is nothing but a run-of-the-mill

# Goodbye, a temporary end

# Goodbye, I know it won't be long until

# We're saying hello again

# Goodbye, it's nothing but a run-of-the-mill

# Goodbye, a temporary end

# Goodbye, I know it won't be long until

# We're saying hello again

# The force of a habit that's hard to resist

# The fatal mistake of the one little kiss

# It's back on the tightrope across the abyss

# I thought that we said goodbye

# Didn't we say goodbye? #

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

# Oladh neo na oladh cach i

# Biodh i lan aig ceann a' bhuird

# Biodh an deoch seo 'n laimh mo ruin

# Deoch slainte le fear an tuir

# Biodh an deoch seo 'n laimh mo ruin

# Chunnacas bat' air an fhairge

# 'S an laimh dhearg air an stiuir

# Biodh an deoch seo 'n laimh mo ruin

# Deoch slainte le fear an tuir

# Biodh an deoch seo 'n laimh mo ruin

# Chunnaic mi dol seach' an caol i

# 'S badan fraoich 's an t-slait shiuil

# Biodh an deoch seo 'n laimh mo ruin

# Deoch slainte le fear an tuir

# Biodh an deoch seo 'n laimh mo ruin

# Fhir a chunnaic air an t-sail i

# Beannaich an long bhan 's a criudh'

# Biodh an deoch seo 'n laimh mo ruin

# Deoch slainte le fear an tuir

# Biodh an deoch seo 'n laimh mo ruin

# Beannaich a cruinn ard 's a h-acfhuinn

# A cuid acraichean 's a siuil

# Biodh an deoch seo 'n laimh mo ruin

# Deoch slainte le fear an tuir

# Biodh an deoch seo 'n laimh mo ruin

# Ged a tha mi 'n seo an Colla

# B' e mo thoil a dhol a Rum

# Biodh an deoch seo 'n laimh mo ruin

# Deoch slainte le fear an tuir

# Biodh an deoch seo 'n laimh mo ruin

# Agus as a sin a dh' Uibhist

# Nan d' fhuair mi mo ghuidhe leam

# Biodh an deoch seo 'n laimh mo ruin

# Deoch slainte le fear an tuir

# Biodh an deoch seo 'n laimh mo ruin

# Deoch slainte le fear an tuir

# Biodh an deoch seo 'n laimh mo ruin

# Whoa-ooh. #

APPLAUSE

Come Love Come is a song that I wrote

based on reading a lot of slave narratives.

Um, that is a time period that's really interested me

because I play music from that time period and of course it interests me

because of my ancestors and, you know, where I come from,

but also because it's such a hidden subject in the States.

You know, the realities, the everyday realities

of what slavery was like,

and so reading these personal histories of people

kind of blew me away and then the only thing I could do, really,

was to write a song about it.

# Come, love, come The road lies low

# The way is long and hard, I know

# Come, love, come The road lies free

# I wait for you in Tennessee

# When I was four, my loving mam was cornered by the boss's man

# She turned her head and got struck down

# They buried her in the cold, cold ground

# Come, love, come The road lies low

# The way is long and hard, I know

# Come, love, come The road lies free

# I wait for you in Tennessee

# When I was 12, my father dear

# Was strong of arm and free of fear

# Until the day he raised his hand

# Then he was sold to Alabam'

# Come, love, come The road lies low

# The way is long and hard, I know

# Come, love, come The road lies free

# I wait for you in Tennessee

# When I was 16, found my bloom

# Found my man, we jumped the broom

# We pledged each other the rest of our lives

# And on Saturday nights We were man and wife

# Come, love, come The road lies low

# The way is long and hard, I know

# Come, love, come The road lies free

# I wait for you in Tennessee

# When I was 18, bugles called

# And boys in bloom came o'er the wall

# I took my chance and followed free

# They led the way to Tennessee

# Come, love, come The road lies low

# The way is long and hard, I know

# Come, love, come The road lies free

# I wait for you in Tennessee

# Now here I sit in a tiny shack

# With 13 others at my back

# I've sent you word so all I can do

# Is wait and wait and wait and wait

# And wa-a-a-ait

# And wait for you

# Come, love, come The road lies low

# The way is long and hard, I know

# Come, love, come The road lies free

# I wait for you in Tennessee

# Come, love, come The road lies low

# The way is long and hard, I know

# Come, love, come The road lies free

# I wait for you in Tennessee

# Oh, oh-whoa-whoa-oh

# Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-ohhh

# Oh-oh-whoa-whoa-oh

# Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-oh-ohh-ohhh

# Oh-oh-ohh-oh-oh

# I'll wait for you

# I'll wait for you

# I'll wait for you

# I'll wait for you. #

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Some people give me the cassette of Celtic music, from Ireland,

from...Scotland, and I was listening, I say,

"Wow, this is so bizarre because if I take out the voices,

"I can put my voice on the top of these melodies."

And the instruments, I discovered later on that these instruments

were very connected to African instruments.

For example, we have the kora and the harp.

When I hear the people in Ireland playing the bodhran

and I hear the talking drum, it's all...

The connection is there,

so maybe we did live here or maybe you guys lived in Africa.

HE SINGS IN OWN LANGUAGE

MUSIC ENDS

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Thank you.

# If a' the blood shed at thy Tron

# Edinburgh, Edinburgh

# If a' the blood shed at thy Tron were shed into a river

# It would ca' the mills of Bonnington

# Edinburgh, Edinburgh

# It would ca' the mills of Bonnington

# Forever and forever

# If a' the tears that thou hast grat

# Edinburgh, Edinburgh

# If a' the tears that thou hast grat

# Were shed into the sea

# Where would you find an Ararat?

# Edinburgh, Edinburgh

# Where would you find an Ararat?

# From that fell flood to flee

# If all the psalms sung in thy kirks

# Edinburgh, Edinburgh

# If all the psalms sung in thy kirks

# Were gathered in a wynd

# They'd shaw the tops of Roslin's birks

# Edinburgh, Edinburgh

# They'd shaw the tops of Roslin's birks

# Till time, out of mind

# If a' the broken hearts o' thee

# Edinburgh, Edinburgh

# If a' the broken hearts o' thee

# Were heaped in a howe

# There would be neither land nor sea

# Edinburgh, Edinburgh

# There would be neither land nor sea

# But yon rede brae and thou

# There would be neither land nor sea

# Edinburgh, Edinburgh

# There would be neither land nor sea, but yon rede brae and thou

# Oh-oh-oh... #

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Thank you.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

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