An Ode To My Kinsmen

Imagined Island

I live on an island.
She wonders where I’m standing;
She follows where I’m going,
She dwells where I’ve been.
She calls to my tomorrow;
She sings to my today,
She whispers to my yesterday.

A Day At Loughshinny

A boat lies on the beach against an abstracted Loughshinny, Co Dublin.

O – to be there now,
Hand in hand with my fellow first-mates,
Bound for treasure; with shovels a’plough,
Through golden fields and salty lakes,
We would finger white crusty gems and dusty gold,
Before returning home, with tales to be told.

The Misty Morn

The Misty Morn

‘Twas a misty morn by candlelight,
Where porridge was warm on fire bright,
The table was set for the morning sun,
From which labour and farm work would be done.

The Music of Sliabh Luachra: A Legacy of Fiddle Tradition and Pádraig O’Keeffe

Pádraig O’Keeffe

Born in 1887 in Glountane, County Kerry, Pádraig O’Keeffe grew up with music in his blood. Classically trained, he could have taken a very different path, but the pull of traditional music – his music – was too strong to resist. What set O’Keeffe apart wasn’t just his skill with a bow; it was the way he taught and passed on the music of Sliabh Luachra.

The Donegal Fiddle Style: Bold, Driving, and Rhythmic

Donegal beach overlooking the sea.

Donegal fiddlers are known for their tight, rhythmically sharp playing. The bowing is often strong and deliberate, with a clear emphasis on rhythm to drive the tune forward. This makes Donegal music particularly suited for dance, where clarity and pulse are essential.