I suspect that we were both sitting in the same workshop together then!! I recall, if it IS the one I'm thinking of, that he was in tears at the end of one of the songs he was singing - as was I, and my sister next to me as well! I also remember him using a quote which I scribbled down in haste, and promptly lost shortly afterwards which summoned up for me what good singing is all about (ie singer as vehicle for song, and NOT the other way round!)...

"All the songs are living ghosts
and long for a living voice"

from a poem by Brendan Kennelly (thanks to Jerry O'Reilly for finally re-acquainting me with these two lines, and indeed the whole poem, after Whitby this year). There was something about the atmosphere in those two lines which sparked a response in me, and no doubt part of that was due to the use of the words in the context of the workshop (which I believe revolved around the Famine and emigration songs). That was the one and only time that I ever saw Frank Harte in action - if it had not been for the National, I doubt I ever would have, but now it is a memory I am glad of. (And of course I can think of many more like that). A very special festival, as far as I'm concerned......