2 Weeks Out & Still 70%

29 November 2010

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It started with a sinus infection last week and now I have a chest cold.  I am hoping to be back sometime this week and catch up on some emails.

‘Til then, keep on playing.

Kelly

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Folk Songs from Katelynn

21 November 2010

You really need to check out these songs from Katelynn. I met her on Facebook through Dr. Scott and she has some great talent!

(Dr. Scott and Joel Simpson seem to know how to find cool people that love to share music)

Check out Katelynn’s music!

November Chicagoland Acoustic Jam

Saturday was our monthly Chicagoland Acoustic Jam. This time was an absolute blast! Bill, Dr. Scott, Marcel, Colonel,

Rene decended on Eric’s house and proceded to have a great time. We played songs from all genres and even jammed to some jazz from Marcel and blues for Bill.

The jam sessions are open to everyone and if you are an experienced musician or even if you don’t currently play and want to learn, just drop me a line and we will welcome you with into the family.

Folk Song Of The Week – Hide Your Love Away – Accompaniment for Frailing Banjo

Joel Simpson and The Colonel join me one more time, Live on Tape from iBAM! This time around it’s Hide Your Love Away for Accompaniment for Frailing Banjo.

Remember the only thing you need to remember is to have fun!

Hide Your Love Away MP3

Hide Your Love Away (PDF)

YOU’VE GOT TO HIDE YOUR LOVE AWAY

[G]Here I [D]stand [F]head in [G]hand, [C]turn my face to the [F]wa[C]ll

[G]If she’s [D]gone I [F]can’t go [G]on, [C]feeling two foot [F]sm[C]a[D]ll

[G]Every[D]where [F]people [G]stare [C]each and every [F]wa[C]y

[G]I can [D]see them [F]laugh at [G]me [C]and I hear them [F]say [C]ay [D]ay

[G]Hey you got to [C]hide your love [D]away
[G]Hey you got to [C]hide your love [D]away

How can I even try, I can never win

Hearing them seeing them in the state I’m in

How could she say to me love will find away

Gather round all you clowns, let me hear you say ay ay

Hey you got to hide your love away
Hey you got to hide your love away

Irish Pub Song Of The Day – Finnegan’s Wake – Accompaniment for Frailing Banjo

We are Live (on tape) from iBAM! once again. This time for the Irish Pub Song Of The Day, Colonel O’Connor gives us a lively version of Finnegan’s Wake.

Remember to play along and have fun!

Finnegan’s Wake MP3

Finnegan’s Wake(PDF)

FINNEGAN’S WAKE

Ah, [C]Tim Finnegan lived in [Am]Walkin’ Street, A [F]gentleman Irish mighty [G]odd,

He [C]had a brogue both [Am]rich and sweet, An’ to [F]rise in the world he [C]carried

[G]a [C]hod.

[C]But Tim had a bit of a [Am]tipplin’ way, with the [C]love of the liquor [Am]he was

born,

And to [C]send him on his [Am]way each day, he’d a [F]drop of the craythur [G]ev’ry

[C]morn.

[C]Whack fol the dah will ya [Am]dance to yer partner, [F]Around the floor with yer

[G]trotters shake,

[C]Isn’t it the [Am]truth I tell ya? [F]Lots of fun at [G]Finnegan’s [C]Wake.

One morning Tim was rather full, His ould head felt heavy which made him shake,
He fell off the ladder and he broke his skull, And they carried him home his corpse to wake.
Oh they rapped him up in a nice clean sheet, And they laid him out upon the bed,
With a bottle of whiskey at his feet, And a barrel of porter at his head.

Well his friends assembled at the wake, and Mrs. Finnegan called for lunch,
Well first she brought them tay and cake, then pipes, tobacco and brandy punch.
Then the Widow Malone began to cry, ah such a lovely corpse, did yis ever see,
Arrah, Tim avourneen, why did you die? Will ye hould your gob? said Molly McGee.

Well Mary Murphy took up the job, Ah Biddy, says she, you’re wrong I’m sure,
Well Biddy fetched her a belt in the gob, and left her sprawling on the floor.
A civil war did then engage, ‘Twas woman to woman and man to man,
Shillelagh law was all the rage, and a row and a ruction soon began.

Well Mick Maloney ducked his head,when a bottle of whiskey flew at him,
He ducked, and landing on the bed, the whiskey scatters over Tim.
Oh bedad he revives and see how he rises, Tim Finnegan rising in the bed,
Saying, twiddle your whiskey around like blazes,
Be the t’underin’ Jaysus, did ye think I was dead?

Folk Song Of The Week – Hide Your Love Away on Frailing Banjo

It only took 12 hours to upload this video to YouTube, but it got there in the end!!!

This time around it’s Hide Your Love Away for the Folk Song Of The Week! Don’t let the 3/4 time signature get you down. This is about as easy as it gets. All of the melody notes are within the chords.

Have fun and don’t give up!!

Hide Your Love Away MP3

Hide Your Love Away (PDF)

YOU’VE GOT TO HIDE YOUR LOVE AWAY

[G]Here I [D]stand [F]head in [G]hand, [C]turn my face to the [F]wa[C]ll

[G]If she’s [D]gone I [F]can’t go [G]on, [C]feeling two foot [F]sm[C]a[D]ll

[G]Every[D]where [F]people [G]stare [C]each and every [F]wa[C]y

[G]I can [D]see them [F]laugh at [G]me [C]and I hear them [F]say [C]ay [D]ay

[G]Hey you got to [C]hide your love [D]away
[G]Hey you got to [C]hide your love [D]away

How can I even try, I can never win

Hearing them seeing them in the state I’m in

How could she say to me love will find away

Gather round all you clowns, let me hear you say ay ay

Hey you got to hide your love away
Hey you got to hide your love away

Irish Pub Song Of The Day – Finnegan’s Wake on Frailing Banjo

The Irish Pub Song Of The Day this time around is Finnegan’s Wake. It’s a great song about Life, Love and Resurrection! In other words it’s a great street ballad that’s now sung around the world!

Have Fun!!!

Finnegan’s Wake MP3

Finnegan’s Wake(PDF)

FINNEGAN’S WAKE

Ah, [C]Tim Finnegan lived in [Am]Walkin’ Street, A [F]gentleman Irish mighty [G]odd,

He [C]had a brogue both [Am]rich and sweet, An’ to [F]rise in the world he [C]carried

[G]a [C]hod.

[C]But Tim had a bit of a [Am]tipplin’ way, with the [C]love of the liquor [Am]he was

born,

And to [C]send him on his [Am]way each day, he’d a [F]drop of the craythur [G]ev’ry

[C]morn.

[C]Whack fol the dah will ya [Am]dance to yer partner, [F]Around the floor with yer

[G]trotters shake,

[C]Isn’t it the [Am]truth I tell ya? [F]Lots of fun at [G]Finnegan’s [C]Wake.

One morning Tim was rather full, His ould head felt heavy which made him shake,
He fell off the ladder and he broke his skull, And they carried him home his corpse to wake.
Oh they rapped him up in a nice clean sheet, And they laid him out upon the bed,
With a bottle of whiskey at his feet, And a barrel of porter at his head.

Well his friends assembled at the wake, and Mrs. Finnegan called for lunch,
Well first she brought them tay and cake, then pipes, tobacco and brandy punch.
Then the Widow Malone began to cry, ah such a lovely corpse, did yis ever see,
Arrah, Tim avourneen, why did you die? Will ye hould your gob? said Molly McGee.

Well Mary Murphy took up the job, Ah Biddy, says she, you’re wrong I’m sure,
Well Biddy fetched her a belt in the gob, and left her sprawling on the floor.
A civil war did then engage, ‘Twas woman to woman and man to man,
Shillelagh law was all the rage, and a row and a ruction soon began.

Well Mick Maloney ducked his head,when a bottle of whiskey flew at him,
He ducked, and landing on the bed, the whiskey scatters over Tim.
Oh bedad he revives and see how he rises, Tim Finnegan rising in the bed,
Saying, twiddle your whiskey around like blazes,
Be the t’underin’ Jaysus, did ye think I was dead?

Folk Song Of The Week – Froggie Went A Courtin’ – Accompaniment for Frailing Banjo

It’s live on tape again from iBAM! with me, Colonel O’Connor and Joel Simpson. We had a really great time at iBAM! and I hope everyone enjoys playing along.

Remember it is all about having fun!

Froggie Went A Courtin’ MP3

Froggie Went a Courtin’ (PDF)

Froggie Went a Courtin’

[G]Froggie went a courtin and he did ride uh huh (uh huh)

Froggie went a courtin and he did ride [D7]uh huh (uh huh)

[G]Froggie went a courtin and he did ride, [C]sword and a pistol by his side

[G]uh huh, [D7]uh huh, uh [G]huh

Went on down Miss Mousie’s door uh huh (uh huh)
Went on down Miss Mousie’s door Where he’d been many times before

Put Miss Mousie on his knee uh huh (uh huh)
Put Miss Mousie on his knee, said, “Miss Mousie won’t you marry me?”

I’ll have to ask old Uncle Rat uh huh (uh huh)
I’ll have to ask old Uncle Rat see what he’s gonna say about that

First one there was a bumblebee uh huh (uh huh)
First one there was a bumblebee had a banjo on his knee

Next one in was a little bitty flea uh huh (uh huh)
Next one in was a little bitty flea danced a jig for the bumblebee

Next came mosquito up to the hall uh huh (uh huh)
Next came mosquito up to the hall Frog he smacked him against the wall

Next one in was a big old cow uh huh (uh huh)
Next one in was a big old cow wanted to dance but he didn’t know how

Last one in was the old Tom cat uh huh (uh huh)
Last one in was the old Tom cat Uncle Rat he knocked him flat

Well the froggie and mouse they got married uh huh (uh huh)
Well the froggie and mouse they got married and all them tadpoles they were hairy

Irish Pub Song Of The Day – Seven Old Ladies – Accompaniment for Failing Banjo

Colonel O’Connor and Joel Simpson join me this week, Live from iBAM! for the Irish Pub Song Of The Day.

We had a blast there all weekend. The Colonel and I jam for about 6 hours straight Saturday and Sunday! It was a great time and we can’t wait until next year!

Just remember to have fun and keep it simple.

Seven Old Ladies MP3

Seven Old Ladies(PDF)

SEVEN OLD LADIES

And it’s [G]oh dear, what can the matter be?
[C]Seven old ladies got [D7]stuck in the lavatory
[G]They were there from Sunday to Saturday
[C]nobody [D7]knew they were [G]there

Well the first old lady was Jennifer Primm [C]she went in on a [D7]personal whim
She [G]got herself stuck between the bowl and the rim
[C]Nobody [D7]knew she was [G]there

The second old lady was old Mrs. Humphrey
When she went in, she made herself comfy
When she tried to get up, she couldn’t get her bum free
And nobody knew she was there.

The third old lady was Chit Chester’s daughter
She went in to get rid of some water
She very near drowned, for the rising tide caught her
And nobody knew she was there.

The fourth old lady was skinny Mrs. Boulder
She sat on the throne; there was no one to hold her
Quick as a flash she was up to her shoulder
And nobody knew she was there.

The fifth old lady was old Mrs. Craper
When she went in, she couldn’t find the paper
The only thing there was bricklayer’s scraper
And nobody knew she was there.

The sixth old lady was old Mrs. Mason
She had to be quick so she used the basin
And that was the water the Pope washed his face in
And nobody knew she was there.

The seventh old lady was old Mrs. Pender
She went in to adjust her suspenders
She got herself tangled with her feminine gender
And nobody knew she was there.

Folk Song Of The Week – Froggie Went A Courtin’ on Frailing Banjo

The Folk Song Of The Week this time around is Froggie Went A Courtin’.  I love singing and playing this song. It’s utter nonsense but oh, so much fun!

Try it out and remember to just have fun!

Froggie Went a Courtin’ MP3

Froggie Went a Courtin’ (PDF)

Froggie Went a Courtin’

[G]Froggie went a courtin and he did ride uh huh (uh huh)

Froggie went a courtin and he did ride [D7]uh huh (uh huh)

[G]Froggie went a courtin and he did ride, [C]sword and a pistol by his side

[G]uh huh, [D7]uh huh, uh [G]huh

Went on down Miss Mousie’s door uh huh (uh huh)
Went on down Miss Mousie’s door Where he’d been many times before

Put Miss Mousie on his knee uh huh (uh huh)
Put Miss Mousie on his knee, said, “Miss Mousie won’t you marry me?”

I’ll have to ask old Uncle Rat uh huh (uh huh)
I’ll have to ask old Uncle Rat see what he’s gonna say about that

First one there was a bumblebee uh huh (uh huh)
First one there was a bumblebee had a banjo on his knee

Next one in was a little bitty flea uh huh (uh huh)
Next one in was a little bitty flea danced a jig for the bumblebee

Next came mosquito up to the hall uh huh (uh huh)
Next came mosquito up to the hall Frog he smacked him against the wall

Next one in was a big old cow uh huh (uh huh)
Next one in was a big old cow wanted to dance but he didn’t know how

Last one in was the old Tom cat uh huh (uh huh)
Last one in was the old Tom cat Uncle Rat he knocked him flat

Well the froggie and mouse they got married uh huh (uh huh)
Well the froggie and mouse they got married and all them tadpoles they were hairy

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