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Newsletter Number Two.

 

Lyrics and album notes for those who have recently purchased this album.

 

 

Willie Drennan Band. Wired Up Again.

 

 

Unique Fusion of Folk and Rockin' Blues.

 

 

 I/   Folkybilly RocknRoll

 2/  Boom Boom Baby

 3/  Oh Dearie Me

 4/  Over The Hills and Far Away

 5/  Road TO Freedom

 6/  No Whiskey In The Jar

 7/  My Heart

 8/  Lambeg Boogie

 9/  Til The Cows Come Home

10/  Different Road

11/  Rockin Roarin Bagpipes/Black Bear

12/  Sourhill Rock'n Roll

 

 

A collaboration between Willie Drennan and rock guitarist, David McClean.

All arrangements: Drennan/McClean.

All copyright: Drennan/McClean

 

 

Other musicians on this album are: Davy Angus, John Trotter, Derek Montgomery, Ian Burrows,  Ali McKenzie, Jim Cuthbertson, James Christie, Cherith Knipe, Judith Knipe, Caroline Drennan, Diane Wilson.

 

1/ Folkbilly RocknRoll

 

You can dance all night when the moon is shining bright

Folkybilly Rock n Roll

You can dance all night when the moon is shining bright

So good for your soul

 

Folkybilly RocknRoll, so good for your soul

Folkybilly RocknRoll, so good for your soul

They say this song is just a curse

They saythe tune is ten times worse

They say the beat would drive you mad

Makes us all oh so glad

 

Folkybilly RocknRoll, so good for your soul

Folkybilly RocknRoll, so good for your soul

Their music they would make you hear

They blast it in your ear

They would tell you how to dance

You like different? - here's your chance.

 

Lyrics and music: Drennan

 

2/ Boom Boom Baby

 

Chorus

We're the boys that make the noise

We're the boys that you'll enjoy

Come on down and see the show

Boom boom baby and away we go

Boom boom baby and away we go.

 

Gonna play this guitar all day long

Gonna bang my drum until the sun is done

Gonna slap my bass all over the place

Gonna beat my drum into outer space.

 

Blatter it high and blatter it low

I'm gonna blatter it quick and blatter it slow

Slide it up and slide it down

We're the loudest noise in town.

 

Hear that rhythm and hear that sound

Feel that beat go round and round

From the soles of your feet to the top of your head

It's loud enough to wake the dead.

 

Lyrics and music: McClean

 

3/ Oh Dearie Me

 

Yin step forrit an twa steps back

Lord hae mercy on me for heaven's sake

A'll en up sax fit unner the grun

Shud A iver hae ony mair nor a wee bit o fun.

Turned on the wireless tae hear sum guid news

The weatherman was singin the Blues

He went rain hale sleet an mair rain

An we micht niver ever see sunshine again.

 

Went tae the bank lukin cash oot

The bank man yelled an lashed aboot

Man dear yer sae far in arrear

Hoo dare ye even cum in here.

A towl the doctor hoo bad A feel

He says richt eneuch hi yer naw weel

A niver seen onythin like yer state

Ther's naethin A can dae it is too late.

 

Scunnert tae the teeth half-hungert an cowl

Went tae the kirk tried save m'sowl

But the meenister cudnae show me the wye

He'd signed the broo the ither day.

Tae thon Pearly Gates A'm feart tae be gan

A'm feart tae be stannin fornenst yer man

Ye hae spent yer time jist gypin aroon

Ther's yin road noo an that is doon

 

Lyrics: Drennan. Music Drennan/McClean

 

4/ Over the Hills And Far Away

 

Chorus

Hey ho away we go over the hills and far away

Hey ho away we go over the hills and far away

 

Hear about a land that's far away

Take you more than a year and a day

Heard about a place where the wild wind blows

What will we do there nobody knows

 

Hear about a place where spirits run free

Sounds like a land for you and me

Up to the mountains down to the glen

When will we get there we don't know when

 

Sing us a song that's old and clear

Sung by a man for a thousand year

Heard by the rocks and the wind and the rain

Far far away and back again

 

Come to the land of the brave and the true

Loved by the many but seen by the few

Come to the place that's pure and free

Sounds like the land for you and me.

 

Chorus

Hey ho away we go over the hills and far away

Hey ho away we go over the hills and far away

 

Hear about a land that's far away

Take you more than a year and a day

Heard about a place where the wild wind blows

What will we do there nobody knows

 

Hear about a place where spirits run free

Sounds like a land for you and me

Up to the mountains down to the glen

When will we get there we don't know when

 

Sing us a song that's old and clear

Sung by a man for a thousand year

Heard by the rocks and the wind and the rain

Far far away and back again

 

Come to the land of the brave and the true

Loved by the many but seen by the few

Come to the place that's pure and free

Sounds like the land for you and me.

 

Lyrics and music:McClean

 

5/ On The Road To Freedom Now

 

We’re on the road to freedom now

On the road to freedom now

So shed your heavy load and join us on the road

On the road to freedom now.

 

To find the road to freedom you take the trail

Where some folks weep and some folks wail

Then take the long winding lane

To feel the wrath and feel the pain.

All roads to freedom are not the same

You might cross Sorrow you might catch Blame

But once you make it round the final bend

It’s all the same freedom in the end.

 

Just like the fox who roams at night

Across the fields in pale moonlight

She loves to follow freedom’s way

Down her own freedom road

She love’s to stray.

And she knows that road with danger is fraught

She knows by dawn she might get shot

And if she never makes it round the final bend

It’s still the same freedom in the end.

 

That road it goes up the highest hill

To view the world and feel the thrill

Then out across the seven seas

To feel the world in the breeze.

But first it’s down the darkest glen

When you’re out of there you don’t know when

But once you make it round the final bend

You will feel freedom in the end.

 

Lyrics and music: Drennan

 

6/ No Whiskey In The Jar

 

As I was going over life's great big scary mountain

I met the fat-cat bankers, all their money they were countin'

With their friends the commissioners and their corporate advisors

I said stand and deliver for youse are the boul deceivers.

 

With me ring dum dey do dum de dah

Whack for my daddy-o,

Whack for my daddy-o

No whiskey in the jar.

 

Well with my trusty laptop I just took their money

And stuck in in my pocket for it looked a pretty penny

But I knew it was all wrong as soon as I got to thinkin'

For their money it was boggin' their money it was stinkin'.

 

I went home to my chamber for to take my slumber

I dreamt a crazy dream for sure it was no wonder.

But my friends they did betray me, they rung their politician

And toul them that my dreams could start some revolution.

 

It was early in the mornin' before I riz to journey

Up comes the parliament with their own wee private army

They looks in my computer and sez I was not clever

They'd evidence enough to lock me up for ever.

 

If anyone can save me, it's my sisters and my brothers

If we'd all get together we could stand by one an other

We could tell them where to stuff it, where they would not think it funny

We could tell them where to go with all their stinkin' money.

 

Lyrics: Drennan. Music:trad

 

7/ My Heart.

 

Every time I see that girl to walking down the street my heart goes,

Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding, Diddely Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding

Every time I think of her my heart it skips a beat and it goes,

Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding, Diddely Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding

 

My heart is beating like a Lambeg Drum A Num A Num A Diddely Dum Dum.

My heart is beating like a Lambeg Drum A Num A Num A Diddely Dum Dum.

My heart is beating like a Lambeg Drum A Num A Num A Diddely Dum Diddely Dum.

Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding, Diddely Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding

Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding, Diddely Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding.

 

If only I could talk to her and tell her how I feel but I go

Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding, Diddely Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding.

Maybe then she'd fall for me and happy we would be but I go

Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding, Diddely Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding

 

My heart is beating like a Lambeg Drum A Num A Num A Diddely Dum Dum.

My heart is beating like a Lambeg Drum A Num A Num A Diddely Dum Dum.

My heart is beating like a Lambeg Drum A Num A Num A Diddely Dum Diddely Dum.

Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding, Diddely Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding

Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding, Diddely Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding.

 

Now that we're together with our children one , two, three my heart goes

Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding, Diddely Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding

Little boys who want to learn to beat the drum like me, my heart goes

Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding, Diddely Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding

 

My heart is beating like a Lambeg Drum A Num A Num A Diddely Dum Dum.

My heart is beating like a Lambeg Drum A Num A Num A Diddely Dum Dum.

My heart is beating like a Lambeg Drum A Num A Num A Diddely Dum Diddely Dum.

Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding, Diddely Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding

Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Ding, Diddely Dinga Dinga Dinga Diddely Ding Diddely Ding Ding.

 

[Translations available].

 

Words and Music by Derek Montgomery. Main vocals by Derek. Inspired by a family tradition of lilting out drum rhythms to facilitate the learning of tunes.

Translation available on request.

 

8/ Lambeg Boogie

 

Hey Mr DJ how do you do

Got a brand new song that was written for you

I hope you'll try and give it a spin

It will blast those Blues you've got within

 

It's called the Lambeg Boogie

Lambeg Boogie, the Lambeg Boogie, the Lambeg Boogie

Everybody shout and shake it all about

The Lambeg Boogie makes you feel alright

Everybody shout and shake it all about

The Lambeg Boogie makes you feel alright

 

Well this ain't country and this ain't pop

And we don't care if you like it or not

It's got a great big beat to a great big drum

It will blast your brain till the kingdom come.

 

Lyrics and music: McLean

 

Words written by David following an impromptu jam in Willie's backyard where electric guitar met Lambeg drum in natural fusion. It was like the two instruments were meant for each other. The music flowed organic and lyrics seemed the obvious follow up.

 

 

9/ Til The Cows Come Home

 

Who drives me crazy near every night

You do you do you do

Who says she'll love for the rest of my life

You do you do you do.

You got me howlin at the moon

Dancin like a lune

like a little red rooster

crowing out his favourite tune.

 

My heart's racing in the danger zone

Gonna love you til the cows come home

My heart's racing in the danger zone

Gonna love you til the cows come home.

 

Who'll be beside you down the long long road

I will I will I will

Who 's gonna love you when we both get old

I will I will I will

You got me cooing like a dove

From his tree high above

Pouring joy from his soul

For his own true love.

 

My heart's racing in the danger zone

Gonna love you til the cows come home

My heart's racing in the danger zone

Gonna love you til the cows come home.

 

Who drives me crazy near every night

You do you do you do

Who says she'll love for the rest of my life

You do you do you do.

You got me howlin at the moon

Dancin like a lune

Like a little red rooster

Crowing out his favourite tune

My heart's racing in the danger zone

Gonna love you til the cows come home.

 

Lyrics and music:  McClean

 

 

10/ Different Road

 

Down Different Road you should always go

It goes to and fro and you never know

No, you never know where it might end

It goes up and down and round the bend.

 

Down Different Road they beat a big drum

They play loud guitar till the Kingdom Come

They do the Lambeg Boogie to Rock n' Roll Blues

So bring along your dancing shoes.

 

Never take the road they tell you take

Never take their road for Heaven's sake

They say their road is straight and it is clean

It's safe and sure like it's always been

 

Down their road, they say, there are no fears

But it just might drive you to your tears

It's save they say if you do what your told

It's not for the b rave, not for the bold.

 

Never heed what they tell you on TV

Never heed what you see on BBC

If they tell you it's right it's probably wrong

So just you sing your different song.

 

Sing out loud like the rooster crowed

As you dance along your Different Road

When you turn down right on Different Street

All the Different people you will meet.

 

Lyrics: Drennan. Music Drennan/McClean

 

11/ Rockin Roarin Bagpipes/ Black Bear

 

The title of this piece speaks for itself. Features Ian Burrows on Highland bagpipes. The Black Bear is a traditional Scottish pipe band march that is also popular among folk musicians in Northern Ireland. The format of this tune offers opportunity for dynamics and build up into a climax on Willie's Lambeg drum.  Then David's guitar takes it over the edge to places the tune has never been before.

 

12/Sour Hill Rock 'n Roll

 

 

Up on Sour Hill the fiddles did play

Fiddle by night and fiddle by day

Wullie, Joe and the boys o Sour Hill

They fiddle no more, but I hear them still.

The Boys o Sour Hill may fiddle no more

But one fine day on heaven's shore

One fine day if I live till I die

I'll fiddle wae the boys up in the sky.

 

              Just like they do in rock'n roll

              Just like they do in rock'n roll

              Signin oot for the good o their soul

              Just like they do in rock'n roll.

 

Fifers fifed where e're they strode

They fifed for the girls along the road

At the end of the road there was romance

When along with the girls they'd sing and dance

They fifed alang tae the beetle mill's clang

Fifed alang tae the big drum's bang

Fifed alang for the good o their soul

Just like they do in rock'n roll.

 

As you danner doon the road by Slaght

You'll surely know where you're at

An before you go you'll surely know

The Campbells are comin o ho, o ho.

The Campbells are comin o ho, o ho

Doon O'Hara's Toon Loanen the Cambells are comin

The Campbells are comin o ho, o ho

Signin oot for the good o their soul

Just like they do in rock'n roll.

 

 

 

This song addresses the common crossovers and musical fusions.

 

It was written by Willie at a time when he, David McClean and Johnny Murphy were involved in a musical heritage project entitled 'The Fiddle and the Fife' for Mid and East Antrim Museum.

 

The Boys of the Sour Hill who regularly met at the home of Joe Mills in the latter part of the 20th Cent were of course traditional musicians. But the spirit of their fiddle music could be easily compared and transferred to musicians of other genres across the world.

 

The second verse relates to the traditional fifers who often walked the country roads playing their high-pitched flutes in the days before television.

 

The last verse addresses the spirit of singing. In this case it refers to the story told by Willie's mother about when she attended Slaght Primary School. The pupils were taught the Scottish song 'The Campbells Are Coming Oh Ho' and coincidentally a family who lived down a long lane across from the rural school house were also called Campbell. In the playground a suitably adapted version of the song was belted out by the pupils whenever they thought the Campbells were within earshot.

“Signing out for the good of their soul, just like they do in rock 'n roll”.

 

Also coincidentally, the fifers of Mid-Antrim adapted a version of the Scottish tune to accompany the Lambeg drums and this timing seems to work just spot on for rock 'n roll.

The tune is also similar to 'Miss McLeod's Reel' which has very popular versions in Scottish, Irish, and Appalachian fiddle traditions

 

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Review:

The album begins with,’Folkybilly Rocknroll’ which is akin to supercharged folk music as in harpist meets punk bluegrass with an overlay of Slade for good measure.

Much of the music here is a melange of rock and folk but interestingly the rock input veers towards 1970’s Britpop.

So I hear echoes of the influences on people of a certain age, of which I am one and I suspect so also is Willie, bands such as T-Rex to give just one example .

An exception to that homegrown fusion however is,’Boom Boom Baby’ which has echoes of Mississippi delta blues and the energy of Elvis when he was still known as ,‘ The Hillbilly Cat’.

 

Overall the result is a successful fusion of sound that is personal and regional and ultimately universal.

 

Alister J McReynolds

August 2020.

February 6th 2021.

 

Hello Folks

 

Welcome to my first newsletter in a long time. The purpose is to inform those of you who have expressed interest in the live music of myself and band about upcoming events and projects.  Social media works fine for now but I might not always be on there.  With the Lockdowns still in place, there are no upcoming concerts, of course, that I can confirm for now. But I can let you all know on here as soon as the situation changes.

 

Virtual concerts are the thing right now with more virtual concerts in the pipeline. It is also the plan to produce more of our videos with band members once the authorities “allow” us.

 

The big development for me is getting the BBC (Braid Brodcasting Cooperation) off the ground.  Here is some insight into that.

 

The Braid Brodcasting Cooperation offers a combination of broadcast, video, film, and blogs.  It's neither really radio nor really TV.  It's not real radio but perhaps, a bit like the old wireless used to be.  It's definitely not real TV or reality TV - but then television was a 20th-century thing anyway. Wasn't it?

 

It aims to promote cooperation and collaboration between alternatively-minded, free-thinking freelance creative artists and grassroots entrepreneurs who cooperate, collaborate and share with each other whenever they have a reason to do so – whenever the notion is upon them.

 

Each BBC brodcast will have a strong musical component - live music as well as recorded music – and this is one way in which these brodcasts will differ from your average podcasts.

 

Another significant difference from normal podcasts is that these brodcasts will just be hosted directly here on the website and not by the global corporations who usually do the hosting.

 

So, these brodcasts will only be available to a select chosen few. If you are reading this or have been listening to the first two brodcasts, consider yourself one of the chosen few.

 

This BBC is not to be confused with any other outfits whose initials happen to be also, BBC  - such as the Ballymena Borough Council.  Fortunately, Ballymena has amalgamated with Carrickfergus and Larne to form the Mid and East Antrim Borough Council  -  so at least that BBC will not be trying to sue us for stealing their initials.

 

There will be various themes and lots of guest musicians and very interesting characters with interesting perspectives on life that you will not easily come across on normal mainstream TV or normal mainstream radio.

 

 The first two brodcasts have been on the theme of Rabbie Burns.  Brodcast one was a personal tribute to Burns and a celebration of some of his most popular works, including his love songs. Brodcast Two was a more in-depth insight into the character, the beliefs, and values of the man of independent mind.

 

Brodcast Three has been recorded and is on the theme of the Lockdowns. This is a bit more of a rant than the first two, but it provides a detailed opinion which I feel strongly the I must get out there.

 

The script for BrodcastThree, or something close to the spoken word on the broadcast, has also been posted on www.theulsterfolk.com.

And here is the direct link below.

http://www.theulsterfolk.com/2021/02/script-for-broadcast.html

 

Broadcast Four will be posted next week and will also be a bit of a rant. I will focus on freedom, liberty and democracy in these crazy times.  It will be heavy enough but there will still be lots of music.

 

After that, I hope to get back on track with just delivering music and stories that celebrate our shared cultural heritage, celebrate life and celebrate the freedoms we once enjoyed – in hopes that the future generations will get to enjoy the same freedoms.

 

For those of you who are not from Northern Ireland, the name Braid comes from the Braid River Valley and the Braid District of County Antrim -  where folk traditionally spoke braid Scots or braid Ulster-Scots. Braid is the Scots and Ulster-Scots word for broad.

 

I do know how to spell broadcast but as these brodcasts will be different, I thought I might as well have a different spelling – in the belief that I can spell it any way I want. But I could be wrong on that.

 

The first three brodcasts were produced in my home and I was learning the technology as I went along. So, needless to say, there are some wee imperfections here and there. But I needed to get the ball rolling.

 

The next broadcast will be professionally produced by David McClean however: so you will notice the difference.

 

I also must thank Ian Burrows who has offered much-needed technical advice and is helping with the promotion and the development of my website etc.

 

CD's, books, DVD's and digital downloads are available here on my website.

 

The next newsletter will have extensive sleeve notes and lyrics for the recently released Wired Up Again Album.

 

Best wishes,

 

Willie Drennan.

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