I recently, well, if you can call the last few months “recently” re-discovered my love of Celtic music. Not that I ever fell out of love with it, I just didn’t listen to it as much as I used to. See, back in Yakima, there was the show that played on the local NPR station on Saturday mornings. I’ve not a clue what it was called but I really didn’t care because they played new and classic Irish music from The Dubliners to The Corrs. I listened to it every Saturday that I could.
Meanwhile, I fear Irish music got a little over-saturated in my life and the lives of others with Riverdance and all of its derivatives. Don’t get me wrong, I like Riverdance, but then there was Lord of the Dance and Feet of Flames and so on. Then, more recently than that we’ve had the Celtic Woman series that seems almost desperate in their attempts to emulate Enya and Loreena McKennitt. The Celtic Woman shows gave rise to what might be the first Irish folk boy-band, The High Kings. Now, I don’t mind The High Kings at all, but they’re… I don’t know, they almost seem too clean and sober for me. Look, I came into Celtic music by way of the pub singers. Luke Kelly, Ronnie Drew, the Chieftains, the Dubliners, Paddy Reilly, and Patsy Watchorn — All of these groups sang in pubs and still do. Even The Pogues are well known for their pub sets. They’re the hard working men and women of Irish folk, not some sopranos and good lookin’ guys thrown together for a show that they’ll charge you $75 for the shitty seats.
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