The Mudcat Living Room

Subject: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Mbo
Date: 01 Jan 00 - 08:55 PM

Hello all! Welcome to the Mudcat Living Room, just off the Mudcat Tavern. Seeing how it is New Year's Day, I thought it would be nice to have a holiday get-together in a cozy place, like a family reunion. Come in, Come in! There are places to sit everywhere, even hammock swings for the old salts. There's snacks and food on the sideboard.

Ya know what? I FEEL LIKE SINGING! I hauled my old trusty guitar over here, and my hands are itchin' to play. Right now, I'm sitting here brushing up on some Hootie & The Blowfish songs, two in particular, "Tootie" and "Sad Caper." I'll play them when everyone gets here and settles down.

Oh yeah...HAPPY NEW YEAR! LA LA LA HEY! A new year I hope will be filled with loads o' fun! So let's party now! I've got to be back at ECU next Sunday! I want to pack as much fun into my last week off as possible!

"I wonder what he means--'They have begun to arrive'?"

--Mbo

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: MMario
Date: 01 Jan 00 - 09:53 PM

hey, Mbo! I particularly like the big picture window that shows the Mudcat Schooner sailing along. Is that a shore to ship rig in the corner? Hoppe you don't mnd if I just sits here in the corner and mumble over these lyrics...gotta learn 'em.....

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Allan C.
Date: 01 Jan 00 - 09:59 PM

Well thanks, Mbo. I could truly enjoy the use of a hammock about now. But I can also hear that couch calling my name and I guess I should answer - especially since it is closer to that enormous bowl of fresh roasted peanuts and that cooler in which I just found a Harp's.

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: bbelle
Date: 01 Jan 00 - 11:13 PM

I'm just off the living room in the kitchen surrounded by warm scents. The pork roast glazed with cranberry relish and Harvey's Bristol Cream is just about done. I'm dishing out a huge pot of turnip greens and tastin' the blackeye peas for seasoning. The corn bread and Jefferson Davis pies are done and I'm happily singing "50 Miles of Elbow Room." Y'll in the living room ... come fill up your plates ... it's time for dinner ... moonchild

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: JenEllen
Date: 01 Jan 00 - 11:26 PM

Moonchild, fabulous grub. Lovely to have greens again, and iced tea with the sugar already in, you thought of everything. Gonna grab me a spot by the window and wait for the sunrise. Even Allan's snoring couldn't disrupt such a pleasant place....Mbo, how's about that music?

Subject: Lyr Add: WINDS TO THE SILENT MORN
From: Dave (the ancient mariner)
Date: 01 Jan 00 - 11:27 PM

Greetings Mbo, wonderfull room this is, I'll just wander over and take a swing in that hammock. If anyone see's Elle, tell her there's a song about the hardest thing a sailor can do with a woman ( standing up in a hammock wearing roller skates)Actually I'm too old for demonstrations. Here's a song for you all, I don't know the cords, but Mbo's a clever chap I'm sure ye can "wing" em for me.

"Winds to the Silent Morn"

Winds to the silent morn:
Waves to the ocean;
Voice to the song unsung;
song to the emotion;
Light to the golden flower;
Bird to the tree;
Love to the heart of love;
And I to thee!

Dawn to the darkened world;
Hope to the tomorrow;
Music to passion; and
Weeping to sorrow;
Love to the heart that longs;
Moon to the sea;
Heaven to the earthborn soul,
And thou to me.

Line Breaks <br> added.
-Joe Offer-

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: JenEllen
Date: 01 Jan 00 - 11:38 PM

Here Dave! Speaking of bends and hitches, the last one nearly blew me stiches! LOL

I'm just going to sit here and enjoy you two wrangling your way through "Winds to the silent morn". There's time enough for hammock talk later. Elle

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Liz the Squeak
Date: 02 Jan 00 - 02:22 AM

Can you get your feet off the couch please, you're on my chocolate bar!

Ah, lovely to just stop for an hour, to just sit and do absolutely nothing but listen to someone else making the dinner...... bliss. Thanks for opening up the sitting room, but can you just move that hammock out of the way, I can't see 'Spaw from here, and I want to count his tatoos....

LTS

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Clifton53
Date: 02 Jan 00 - 08:45 AM

If you all are done eatin' and singin' and havin' such a nice time, could one or two of you walk across the street and help me with this dadgum Toyota alternator? I'm about to put this wrench right through the windshield.

Clifton

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Dave (the ancient mariner)
Date: 02 Jan 00 - 09:25 AM

LOUD THUMP, it's allright don't worry I landed on my head so no damage done. Damn these roller blades... Sorry for blocking the view Liz M'dear here's my spyglass take a good look at the Southern Hemisphere on Spaw; where the Elephants trunk disappears. Spaw that one must of hurt ye lad? Yours, Aye. Dave

Subject: ADD: Tootie
From: Mbo
Date: 02 Jan 00 - 10:01 AM

Thanks for the song, Dave! Mmmm...foood...let me just put my plate down and I'll do "Tootie" for ya. Here it goes:

TOOTIE

You put a rose in my hand
Put a dollar in my pocket
But you don't understand
How the days grow longer, the sky is black as night
I see the morning but you won't see the light

I thought about you for a long, long time
I wrote about you but my words don't seem to rhyme
And now you're lying here
But my heart still beats for you

Had a dream about you
You sat right down beside me
And you told me we were through
It was all so real and you told me reasons why
You brought me to the window
And you taught me how to fly

I thought about you for a long, long time
I said I love you but we just don't have the time
And now you're lying here
But my heart still beats for you

I thought to hold you for a long, long time
You said I love you but my heart won't seem to chime in
And now you're lying here
And my heart still beats for you...

Ohhh...I'm trying...
And my heart still beats for you

--Mbo

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: JenEllen
Date: 02 Jan 00 - 05:38 PM

You're right, dinner was delish. And the alternator was a snap Clifton. Many years of having crappy cars and hugging my Chilton's...Dave, you are far from a roller derby queen. Thank god for small favors, eh. Liz, are you planning on getting a tattoo yersailf? Just like playing with the spyglass, oh, I understand completely!

What's this? Banjo behind the couch? Mbo, yer holding out on us! Tie up the kids and put the dawgs to bed!

I tried to sail the sea of life/ I rode my boat alone/ Your love to me meant nothing dear/ My heart was made of stone/ In a harbor filled with lonliness/ My little ship was moored/ Til the day I first met you/ An fell right overboard/ Til the end of the world rolls round/ I'll keep on loving you/ As long as the sun goes up and comes down/ And the big blue sky comes down to the ground/ As long as the world goes round and round/ I'll keep on loving you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Dave (the ancient mariner)
Date: 02 Jan 00 - 07:35 PM

Looks like we need some more "Catters" in here for some fun, Liz is so preoccupied as official tattoo inspector; and Elle is giving free mechanics lessons. I'm no "spanner wanker" so lets have a little more music. Perhaps we can get a few away from BS threads and have a bit of fun around here? Where are you lads and lasses get in here theres leftovers and beer....Yours, Aye. Dave

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Mbo
Date: 02 Jan 00 - 07:50 PM

Oh...um...yeah...the banjo...actually, I think there might be a few more instruments stashed around here somewhere...hmmm I think you're right, O Dave of the albatross necklace, we need more folks in here playing music NOW!! Let's stop arguing over politics and have some bloody fun! Wheee! If anyone's up for something a bit avant-garde, I think I'll start my own song "The Pawky Duke." If you like confusing people with Scots Highland dialect, and banging out fast blues licks, and like grungy bass, I got the song for you! Here we go.......!

--Mbo

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Dave ( the ancient mariner )
Date: 02 Jan 00 - 08:10 PM

Good one Mbo-- sparks are flying of the old banjo tonight mate. If that don't bring some ladies running in, I'll be a Dutch uncle. If all else fails I'll get one of my kilted friends to play "Black Bear" on the warpipes and we'll soon have some neighbours in either complaining, or joining in the fun. Yours, (enjoying the company)Aye. Dave

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Caitrin
Date: 02 Jan 00 - 09:07 PM

Nice room, Mbo! I think I'll just plop m'self on the sofa by the lamp with my copy of Sense and Sensibility. Food smells great!

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: bseed(charleskratz)
Date: 02 Jan 00 - 09:22 PM

Dave, do ya think that Cleigh had Spaw tattooed that way as a bit of poetic justice: Pat's been blowin' up poor Cleigh's butt so Cleigh had to get one of his friends to really inflate the litter kicker. Soon's he gets 'im all blowed up, he's gonna toss him in the lake and let him float out to the middle so the golfers will have a new target for chip shots...aahh, what a picture!

--seed

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: JenEllen
Date: 02 Jan 00 - 09:22 PM

The mechanics lessons aren't free Dave, the best things never are. How's about some greening with "Paddy Doyle's Boots"? I'll promise to stop playing the banjo, and will curl up and read over Caitrins' shoulder until Dave takes the roller blades off. Mbo, what's this about "Pawky Duke"? I seem to be suffering from what we in the 'biz call anal/cranial inversion...help me out. Elle

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Mbo
Date: 02 Jan 00 - 09:45 PM

Hello, folks! Welcome back, Caitrin & Seed! Dave, I went and found the GIF for "The Black Bear." It rules! Piper, fill the bag! Incidentally, I brought my new pipe chanter (tire of hearing it yet?) and guess what I can play? Paddy Doyle's Boots! When the voices go "YA!" I let loose this wild squeal from the chanter. Great fun! Elle, "The Pawky Duke" is a song I wrote--actually a poem I set to music. The lyrics are about a pawky (crafty) duke, who (get this) EATS usqabae (whisky) and DRINKS haggis, gives shoddily-made kilts to "Sassenach loons" (in this case, dorky English tourists) and does other naughty things. It's written in heavy Scots Highland dialect, and it's great fun to sing all those fun dialectical phrases, and most people will have no idea what you're saying! My music is somewhat strange, like a blues-rock-funk folksong. Got that? And please, don't stop playing the banjo! :{>

--Mbo

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Mbo
Date: 02 Jan 00 - 11:03 PM

Here's a taste of what the lyrics are like:

There since was a very pawky duke,
Far kent for his joukery-pawkery,
Wha owned a hoose wi' a grand outlook,
A gairden and a rockery.
Hech mon! The pawky duke!
Hoot ay! An' a rockery!
For a bonnet-laird wi' a sma' kailyard
Is naethin' but a mockery!

He lived far up on Heelent glen,
Where the foamin' flood an' the crag is,
An' he dined each day on the usquebae
A' he washed it doon wi' haggis!
Hech mon! The pawky duke!
Hoot ay! An' a haggis!
For that's the way the Heelanters dae,
Where the foamin' flood an' the crag is.

--Mbo

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Dave (the ancient mariner)
Date: 02 Jan 00 - 11:26 PM

Mbo- do you know the difference between bagpipes and onions? nobody cries when you chop up bagpipes..... Black Bear is my favourite march, and I never get tired of the bagpipes. The roller blades were a bad idea, it's no use I looked like a Chinese Kung Foo expert on wheels. Hope I didn't crack the floor with my head Mbo, if I did sorry mate. Elle will fix it under contract,she's good at home repairs and engineering. Send the bill to Gargoyle he promised to pay yer mate honest. Elle how about a rousing rendition of Paddy West's for all assembled? Cleigh mate need a lifejacket? Spaw I don't know how you could sit still long enough for the artwork. We should tell Elle and Timbrel about the song about the Tattoo'd Lady that would be a good one for a laugh. Yours, Aye. Dave

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Susan A-R
Date: 02 Jan 00 - 11:38 PM

Hmmm, is that Lidia the Tatooed Lady? or is it Little Green Buttons? I'd sing along, just pass me that spyglass so I know whereof I sing, and I promise I won't pour any of this lovely stout into the spyglass, or down the couch. Mmm, the food is great Moonchild. I'm launching into some Hoppin' John tomorrow at the Kitchen, and almost had the great blackeyed pea disaster today. Was it a y2k glich? I had to go to three stores before finding the suckers.

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: JenEllen
Date: 03 Jan 00 - 12:26 AM

Sorry Caitrin. Not in the mood for Austen tonight. How CAN you read in here?

Mbo, thanks for the Paddy Doyles Boots. LMAO at yer Pawky Duke. Do you have it in Aine's songbook yet? God love ya Scot to the core. Forget the banjo, it's a local joke. Try as I might, it's no use, I can honestly play it better with my feet. Leaves open all sorts of avenues as far as musicianship is concerned. Mandolin, sure. Banjo, forget it.

Susan, Sorry about the blackeyed pea disaster. Were you wearing the penguin suit at the time? Sometimes the lil' buggers get spooked and run. They are hell on skates to chase down...

Speaking of hell on skates, loved the Kung Fu Dave. If there's a dent in the floor to match the one in your skull, I can fix either. Just don't send shite to Garg, he's got enough in his demented little claws already. By the way, Cleigh is okay. I lent him my water wings in case his arse deflates before he reaches shore.

Climbing out of my lazy hammock (sans banjo) at Dave's request...

"Take off yer dungaree jackets/ Laird, give yerselves a rest/ And we'll think on all the Nor'westers/ We had out at ol' Paddy West's" Elle

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From:
Date: 03 Jan 00 - 12:28 AM

easy to see who the yankees arse

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: JenEllen
Date: 03 Jan 00 - 03:18 AM

Yeah, da Yaknees iz da ones wif da white uneeforms and da bloo pinstripes. SHAME ON YOU. You rain on Mbo's parade, you can eat your leftovers on the porch. Elle

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Liz the Squeak
Date: 03 Jan 00 - 03:50 AM

Ah, so THAT is what was under that string vest, 'Spaw..... sorry, I don't know the US equivelant, but it isn't a waistcoat, it may be singlet - oh what the hell, get it off what ever it's called, 'Spaw, I could do with a good laugh!

Sorry I can't join in the singing, at best I can manage a sort of contralto whisper, punctuated by hawking coughs at the end of every other line..... I'll just sit here and play the spoons til my fingers get sore again.

Leave the alternator alone, it will only catch your fingers, I like hearing that squealing fan belt, it sounds just like mine.....

Lovely beans dear, but I swear that one of them winked at me!!

LTS

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Dave (the ancient mariner)
Date: 03 Jan 00 - 10:31 AM

Onward Christian sailors, scrub and wash your clothes.
Where the dirties come from, Lord almighty knows.
I've got fourteen pieces, and one hammock to scrub,
but I cannot do them, someones got the tub.

Onward Christian sailors, where's there's life, there's hope,
How the devils can I do my dhobeying, someones pinched my soap.

I Was Only Sixteen when first I went sea
I was shipwrecked off the coast of France
and just by chance a woman in a boat grabbed
me by the coat and pulled me on the shore to
dry Then much to my distress she started to undress
a map of bonny Scotland tattoo'd upon
her chest And further down to my surprise I saw
the spot where Nelson lost his eye There was a
map of the Portugese tattoo'd upon her knees
Japan and Singapore upon her thighs I was
looking for Hong Kong when her old man came along so I let
the rest of the world go by

SAD SONG MATES Love (unrequitted)Yours, Aye. Dave

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: JenEllen
Date: 03 Jan 00 - 12:22 PM

Sad song Dave. HA. Elle

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Dave (the ancient mariner)
Date: 03 Jan 00 - 02:54 PM

Sad because it's true, Elle. Where do you think I learned to navigate around the world in eighty minutes???? Now I don't need a chart.....Ha! Come on girl give us one of your songs then! Yours, (And Right Salty) Aye. Dave

Subject: ADD: Pawky Duke
From: Mbo
Date: 03 Jan 00 - 04:10 PM

"The Pawky Duke" is actually a poem by the Scottish poet David Rorie, written in the late 1800's. I have some reservations posting it on the Mudcat Songbook, since it is a lyrics-oriented site, and I just wrote the music. However, I could make a MIDI of it, though it would lose something in the midi version, but I'll try! More o' your songs, Elle! Where's my fiddle? If your song is slow, I can do some improvisation!

--Mbo

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: MMario
Date: 03 Jan 00 - 04:16 PM

Mbo- YES!!!

Subject: ADD: The Pawky Duke (poem by David Rorie)
From: Mbo
Date: 03 Jan 00 - 04:32 PM

Well! Since everyone liked it so much, here's the whole thing! I'm going to try to get that MIDI (or at least an ABC) up by tonight.

THE PAWKY DUKE by Davie Rorie

There since was a very pawky duke,
Far kent for his joukery-pawkery,
Wha owned a hoose wi' a grand outlook,
A gairden and a rockery.
Hech mon! The pawky duke!
Hoot ay! An' a rockery!
For a bonnet-laird wi' a sma' kailyard
Is naethin' but a mockery!

He lived far up on Heelent glen,
Where the foamin' flood an' the crag is,
An' he dined each day on the usquebae
A' he washed it doon wi' haggis!
Hech mon! The pawky duke!
Hoot ay! An' a haggis!
For that's the way the Heelanters dae,
Where the foamin' flood an' the crag is!

He wore a sporran and a dirk
An' a beard like besom bristles,
He was an elder o' the kirk
An' he hated kists o' whistles.
Hech mon! The pawky duke!
An' doon on kists o' whistles!
They're a reid-heidit fowk up North
Wi' beards like besom bristles!

Then ilka four hoors through the day
He took a muckle jorum,
An' when the gloamin' gathered grey
Got fou' wi' great decorum.
Hech mon! The pawky duke!
Blin' fou' wi' great decorum!
There ne'er were males among the Gaels
But loo'ed a muckle jorum!

His hair was reid as ony rose,
His legs were lang an' bony,
He keepit a hoast an' a rubbin'-post
An' a buskit cockernony.
Hech mon! The pawky duke!
Wi' a buskit cockernony!
Ye ne'er will ken true Heelant men
Who'll own they hadna ony!

An' if he met a Sassenach loon
Attour in Caledonia,
He gar'd him lilt in a cotton kilt
Till he had acute pneumonia.
Hech mon! The pawky duke!
An' a Sassenach wi' pneumonia!
He lat him feel that the land o' the leal
Is gey near Caledonia!

He never went awa' doon Sooth
To mell wi' legislation,
For weel he kent sic things to be
Unfitted for his station.
Hech mon! The pawky duke!
An' weel he kent his station,
For dustmen noo we a' alloo
Are best at legislation!

Then aye afore he socht his bed,
He danced the Ghillie-Callum,
An' wi's Kilmarnock owre his neb
What evil could befall 'im?
Hech mon! The pawky duke!
What evil could befall 'im,
When he casts his buits and soupled his cuits
With a gude-gaun Ghillie-Callum?

But they brocht ae day a muckle joke
For his ducal eedification,
An' they needit to trephine his heid,
An' he dee'd o' the operation!
Hech mon! The pawky duke!
Wae's me for the operation!
For weel I wot this typical Scot
Was a michty loss to the nation!


Well, maybe we should move on to a new song now, eh? Maybe when folks stop laughing...

--Mbo

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: MMario
Date: 03 Jan 00 - 04:45 PM

How can we possibly move on after that until we see the abc and/or midi?

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Dave (the ancient mariner)
Date: 03 Jan 00 - 04:51 PM

Don't forget the Black Bear Midi...Please?

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: JenEllen
Date: 03 Jan 00 - 05:00 PM

Two-n-one fellas. Slow song for Mbo, sad song for Salty "ah, but can he navigate on rollerblades" Dave. Spoon accompaniment would be lovely, Liz. It's a pleasure to get my nose out of the books for a second and toss you out a song.

The west wind came to Coshieville/ And with the winds came we/ Where the river hugs the wood/ And blackthorns bloom in May/ There stood a single Rowan tree/ So young and tender-so were you/ I loved you both as there you grew/ The day I took the road that leads/ By Rannoch to the sea

We carved our names in Coshieville/ The Rowan leaves were still/ But the darkening west was in your eyes/ Despite your kisses and my lies/ My thoughts were o'er the hill/ I broke you heart as the minutes passed/ For I shrugged and said that nothing lasts/ But many's the backwards glance I've cast/ As I went north to the drill

The big wheels rumble up and down/ The lorries know the way/ I waved my hand and hitched a ride/ We crossed the bridge at Rannochside/ Where the diesel motors play/ Then I set myself to a cliff of stone/ My ears the boring hammers drone/ And the ache inside I rued alone/ For you were far away

Then the money moved from Ericht's Loch/ And the Great Glen beckoned on/ At Norriston the hills grew pale/ We fought and drank through old Kintail/ Til our money soon was gone/ Then I cursed Loch Aweside's awesome rain/ And the winter whiskey in Dunblane/ Till the west winds rose in the spring again/ And my heart leapt at its song

I came back at night to Coshieville/ With a dozen hills aflame/ You had another hand to hold/ Beneath the names we carved of old/ There was another name/ You looked me through you made no sign/ I drank the cup of bitter wine/ For well we knew the fault was mine/ And I went the road I came

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Dave (the ancient mariner)
Date: 03 Jan 00 - 05:58 PM

Here's a soppy one for all ye women tonight.


Love is not bond to any man
Nor slave of woman howso fair
Love knows no architect nor plan
She is a lawless wanderer
She has no master over her
And loveth not her worshiper

But though she knoweth law nor plan
Though she is free as light and air
Love was a slave since time began
Lo now behold a wonderous thing
Though from stone walls she taketh wing
Love may be led by silken string.

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Mbo
Date: 03 Jan 00 - 07:23 PM

Wow! What great songs, Elle and Dave. I got the ABC for "The Pawky Duke." And I made a MIDI for it, which actually turned out pretty good. I want to post it to the Mudi site, but then you'll have to wait--so is there a way to embed a midi file in a post?

X:1
T:The Pawky Duke
C:Mbo
M:4/4
L:1/8
Q:1/4=150
K:E
"E"z6 B2|"A" c3 c c2 c2|"B"d2 e2 "E"e2 z2|"E"z6 b2|
"E"b3 b b2 b2 |"G"b2"F"a2"E"^g2 z2|"E"z6 g2|"A"e3 e e2e2|
"B"d2 c2"E"B2 z2|"E"z6 b2|"E"b3 b b2b2|"G"b2"F"a2"E"^g2 z2|
"E"z8|"A" e4 e3 e|"B"e2 f2 f4|"C#"g4 ^e3 e|"F#"^f2 ^f2 "B" dd-d2|
"A" e4 e3 e|"G#"d2 d2 "G" =d4|"G" z4 c3 c|"A"c2 B2 G2 B2|"B"B2 B2 z4:|

Of course, the riffs, bass line, and general funkiness don't come through, but it sounds very good regardless, at least to me!

--Mbo

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Dave (the ancient mariner)
Date: 03 Jan 00 - 08:02 PM

Mbo I just became a 21st century Luddite I probably should have said Giff or Snot or something Forgive me lad but if it moves I salute it if it dont move I paint it and if I cant paint it I throw the bugger overboard like a proper sailor. I cannot remember all these abreviations I have enough trouble remembering the ones at work (boy do the military have some real crappy ones) Just want to hear the Black Bear. My daughter loves polar bears and anything to do with bears in general So I wanted her to hear it. I lost the only copy I had of it some years ago. The Heathens who run the Nova Scotia Tattoo only play a couple of bars at the end of the show so unless a friendly piper comes and plays it I dont hear it much. Yours, Aye. Dave

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Mbo
Date: 03 Jan 00 - 08:11 PM

DAVE! I just made a MIDI out of "The Black Bear." Where can I send it to you! I know about ABCs. Easy and fast to write up, but I can't play from them. I have to have it in standard notation, or I can't play it. Hmmm...are you looking for the GIF for "The Black Bear"? I know where you can get it, and it's the one I made the MIDI out of.

--Mbo

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: JenEllen
Date: 03 Jan 00 - 08:43 PM

Cheers Mbo on capturing the mighty Black Bear! I put it out in the universe, and all my fellas sent me were horrible piper jokes.....come to think of it, haven't actually heard a GOOD piper joke. Bored with the books, gonna curl up and sing "The Maid of Fife E-O". Quick! A warm hammock for a red-headed spot of thunder, and a good song to all in the 'room. Elle

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Dave (the ancient mariner)
Date: 03 Jan 00 - 08:54 PM

Mbo, thanks for the favour, [e-mail] Bless ye I appreciate that very much. Elle the hammock is all washed and dried out or ye. Have fun Lads and Lasses I'm awa to the bed. on duty (I owe I owe It's of to work I go) Schooner Mudcat ahoy! need a tow lads? Yours, Aye. Dave

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Mbo
Date: 03 Jan 00 - 09:09 PM

Here's a good pipe joke: What does a bagpipe player and a tornado have in common? They both will lift you up, spin you around, and totally BLOW YOU AWAY!!! A funny thing about the song, the bristly besom-bearded reid-heidit duke looks a lot like me--only I call it "the artist look"! BTW I don't have long bony legs(!), but do occasionally engage in a Ghillie-Callum every now and then. Hech mon!

--Mbo

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: MMario
Date: 03 Jan 00 - 09:45 PM

Mbo - if you get miditxt program then you con convert midi to text for posting or e-mailing. it also creates an abc. it does do only one channel, but gives melody line at least. follow the links from any of the red miditxt files in a thread....(it also allows you to change that red text back to a midi)

MMario

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: JenEllen
Date: 04 Jan 00 - 01:11 AM

G'nite Dave. Hammock fresh as a daisy. Glad someone was feeling domestic....when I get my snoot in the books again, it's hard to get the inspiration to do laundry. Only thing that'll put a gal to sleep faster than anesthesia is reading about it! Laughing out loud about the Schooner Mudcat folks...did you ever hear "Jeremy Browne and Jeanie Teale"...I love it. (He had faeires in his yaw-boat, and there was't a thing in the lovin' world he could do about it.) MMario, you seem to be quite the techno-god. Thanks for all the input. I'm slowly but surely figuring this one out....Mbo, lovely as always. Believe it or not, that was a piper joke I hadn't heard, and I thought I'd heard them all. I'm sure it's just the droning that makes it seem that way...;) Reid-Heidit? You don't have any of the Scotch in you now do ya? Gonna crawl into the warm spot Dave left in the hammock (Ta Salty) and try and learn a new song before the weekend. Sweet dreams all, Elle

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Joe Offer
Date: 04 Jan 00 - 05:13 AM

Say, you guys, there are some great songs here. I tried to clean up the HTML a bit and add <br> line breaks where I could. Whenever you post song lyrics at the Mudcat, it's a good idea to put them in the standard Digital Tradition format, so Dick and Susan can harvest them for the database if they want to. In the Standard Format, the title of the song appears in ALL CAPS, and the name of the songwriter appears on the next line (in parentheses). If you have any other information about the song, it's always helpful to include that. If you're posting lyrics in a thread like this one that includes the lyrics to many songs, it's a good idea to change the "subject" box information so that the "subject includes the song title. Correct format for the "subject" box when adding lyrics is: ADD: and then the song title. If you have the song title in the 'subject" box, people can find the song by doing a subject search.
Guess I'll sit here by the fire and listen to you sing a few more. Here's one for you that I sang at camp last week: Long, Long Ago (click).
-Joe Offer-

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: MMario
Date: 04 Jan 00 - 07:47 AM

Joe! nice to see you around again. And thanks for reminding me of that song....brings back summer evenings at the village sing-a-longs down by the lake...
Jenellen - techno-god I ain't - but willing to pass on what info I have and know.

guess I'm going to drop a quarter in the binocular telescope over there and spy on the schooner...(Does anyone else remember those at "scenic outlooks"?

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Danlbear
Date: 04 Jan 00 - 10:06 AM

I'm in the front yard, and every time I step on the porch, someone throws a vegetable at me.

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: MMario
Date: 04 Jan 00 - 10:25 AM

climb in through the window then. And bring the veggies with you, we'll marinate them and grill them for a snack.

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: JenEllen
Date: 04 Jan 00 - 11:42 AM

'Morning folks! Thanks for the DigTrad info Joe. I'll have to work on that, just a matter of figuring out the damnable computer. Danlbear, you can come in, I'll protect you! Of course, it would require me getting my fanny out of the hammock, but everyone needs a mission in life....MMario, I'm keeping you as my techno-god, laying flowers at your feet. ;) Mbo, got one for you, passed along by a friend and gave me a laugh. Difference between a bagpiper and the Rolling Stones? One is "Hey you, get off my cloud" and the other is "Hey McCloud, get off my ewe" I've gotta quit inhaling in the lab!!!!

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Dave (the ancient mariner)
Date: 04 Jan 00 - 12:38 PM

Elle the ether is getting to ye lass? Careful with them chemicals. Pass me my cutlass, the next one who throws anything at the "bear" will be singing with the angels or the devil in short order. (my daughter would not be as gentle as me with ye) come on in Danl pull up a chair mate... Yours, Aye. Dave

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Danlbear
Date: 04 Jan 00 - 12:42 PM

It's ok guys I can protect myself. I brought my schtick with me.

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Mbo
Date: 04 Jan 00 - 03:42 PM

Welcome in Dan'l! Well Elle (hehe) there is a small part of me that is Scottish--my great-grandfather (on my father's side) claimed to be of "The Duke's Mix", a combination of Irish, Scottish and Welsh. My real background is lots of Italian, lots of German, and a little English. The red hair comes from my father's side, and with a last name like Richards, people think I'm of Scottish or Irish descent (Richards is actually a Ellis Island change of an old German name). It certainly feels like it sometimes, because while I am greatly interested in my Italo/German heritage, I'm even more interested in Celtic (Irish/Scottish/Breton) stuff, which is only a fraction of my genetic soup. Music, art, folklore, I love it all. All my family knows I'm a Celtophile, and one aunt asked if I was so into it that I would wear a kilt. Too bloody right I would, wi'out a moment's hesitation! Infact, that self-portrait I did was originally going to be me in a Highland warrior costume, but as you can see, I ended up as a soldier in Napoleon's Army. (Yet another interest!) Hey, let's do "The Road to the Isles"!

--Mbo

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: JenEllen
Date: 04 Jan 00 - 06:28 PM

Well Elle? At least it wasn't "Elle's Bells". I get that enough as it is....;)Welcome Danl! Don't be a stranger. Good lord, keep yer schtick handy. Nobody wants me running around brandishing the business end of a frying pan anyway. Even ol' Salty and his cutlass would run! (By the way, PUT THAT THING DOWN, at least with the rollerblades it was only yerself that had the aches.) But Gordon Lightfoot, Dan, c'mon...Have you hear the Wreck of the Edna Fitzgerald? That one is a keeper. Mbo, laughing still. We've got a bit of the Duke's mix on our side too. A friend of mine re-did Heidi Muller's "Talk a Little Texas to me Darlin'" for my grampas birthday. Except it was "Shout a wee Scottish a me Lassie", it was a solid hit. Dave, darling, you should inhale every time you get the chance. It's tradition around our lab. Better Living Through Chemistry. Gotta get moving, innoculating cattle thisafternoon. Maybe it should be mooooving then? They always beat me straight to snot, so save a warm spot for my aching arse to come back to. Anybody know any Kent Lewis? Craving a Song of Wyoming. "Weary and tired/ And I've done my day's riding/ Nightime is rolling my way/ Sky's all on fire/ And the light's slowly fading/ Peaceful and still ends the day/ Out on the trail/ There's a night bird a calling/ He's singing his one melody/ Up on the hill/ There's a coyote singing a song of Wyoming to me"

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Caitrin
Date: 04 Jan 00 - 07:26 PM

JenEllen, one of my many talents is an ability to read in virtually any environment. :) I have been known to sit in a room crowded with rowdy first graders and continue to read. And I'm almost always in a mood for Jane Austen! :)

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Mbo
Date: 04 Jan 00 - 07:43 PM

Nice song, Elle. Speaking of Wyoming, it FELT like it here, at the beginning of January! Caitrin, did you get to the "I hate crooked twisted blasted trees" part?

--Mbo

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Dave (the ancient mariner)
Date: 04 Jan 00 - 07:43 PM

Elle, the only thing I inhale is the fragrance of the occasional rum and whiskey. (pipe/cigarette tobacco I quit 14 years ago when the Admiral {i'm only a captain} got pregnant) Anyway did you ever hear of a group called Adge Cutler and the Wurzels? they had a song out about a vet performing artificial insemination on a farm The "Bull" caught the vet bending down with an EI EI OH! got his revenge for being made redundant...Hey put that down girl NO Elle NO help !!!!AGHHHHHHnightnightZZZZZzzzzzzZZzZzzZzZZZzZzZZZzzzzZzZzZZzzAye.Dave

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: JenEllen
Date: 04 Jan 00 - 08:35 PM

No I haven't heard that song, and you more than likely deserved any beating you got from me. If not, you'll probably do something soon, so it's a pre-emptive strike on my part.

Catirin, so good to have you back! I'm thinking I'll take a spot too. No Austen I'm afraid, tonight it's Solzhenitsyn. I have to admire your dedication, and the love of a good story. Can't imagine reading in a room full of wee ones tho, I think I'd be too tempted to play!

Felt like Wyoming here today too. Blasted cold at the farm. And they have this goat that thinks I'm the coolest thing since cracked corn...follows me everywhere, and any time I lean down he chews on my hair. So it's a shampoo in the sink, and a pot of tea to warm my bones. Anyone got the kettle on yet?

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Susan A-R
Date: 04 Jan 00 - 09:01 PM

So long as this lovely old gas range doesn't blow up and take all of my hair and eye lashes with it, I've got the tea situation under controll. It's rainy and nasty here tonight. I almost ran off with that Kendall, but he left without me. RATS! I'm making a large pot of popcorn as well. Next best thing to running off with a musician. Actually, since I'm married to one, it'd be like jumping from the frying pan into the fire, so I guess I'll just settle for finding a nice over-stuffed chair and munching popcorn and drinking tea. I've brought some nice jasmine, earl grey and constant comment (my grandmother Pearl's favorite) for black teas, and have some lovely apricot, rose hip and mint for the non caf drinkers. Oh, and there's lots of honey, even enough for Mr. Bear to just dig in.

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Dave (the ancient mariner)
Date: 04 Jan 00 - 09:40 PM

Morning!... Elle don't know what you put in that syringe but wow! I had a good sleep....Susan A-R any coffee on the go? They kicked me outa England cause I don't drink tea and I ride Western....What happened to Danlbear? Listening to Mbo's Black Bear gotta try and figure out how to play it on the keyboard... no good without pipes and drums really. TTFN, Dave.

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Mbo
Date: 04 Jan 00 - 09:58 PM

Well folks, if you're still not tired of hearin' o' it, the MIDI "The Pawky Duke" is now on the Mudcat Midi page for your listening pleasure. Elle, I think I was unclear about the weather--it was as HOT as Wyoming here--76 degrees and humid--now it's blowing up a storm outside. By the way, "here" is Jacksonville, North Carolina. I can't wait till in gets back into the 50's again! Well, it's just right in here at any rate!

--Mbo

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: JenEllen
Date: 04 Jan 00 - 10:54 PM

Ta Suze. Earl Grey for me. God love the black stuff. Shot of cream and dip your finger in the mug for sweetness. ;) Just made some oatmeal cookies that'll go great with it too. So sorry to hear about Kendall, just when you think you're set, they vamoose. I'm not one for gossip, but I heard it was Barbie... Maybe he'll get VERY seasick? I'm no voodoo queen, but karma is a pretty fair judge. Save some of that corn too, as soon as I can dig up a quilt, I'll be set for the night. C'mere and sit down a minute Dave, I'll share the blanket, and here's an icepack. No whining. I didn't even use the big needle, probably should have...for all the times you didn't inhale. You're telling me that you don't get a lung full of sea air three miles out and just grin? Or that when the Sprogs were just wee ones you didn't grab them after a bath and smell their hair until it hurt you? Then you deserve the big needle! Don't like the heat Mbo? I can take it either way myself, but this is the time of year I start dreaming about deep sea fishing someplace warm. Sun on my shoulders and wind in my face. Can hardly wait for the Mudcat beach party. It's scheduled right after the Mudcat Highland games, right? (Cleigh-bur tossing is my favorite! I'm going for the gold this year..) Ah, the tea is done. Rest my aching bones and wonder what ever made me think I could make a living wrestling cows...mind if I put my feet in yer lap Dave? Cheers all, Elle

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: catspaw49
Date: 04 Jan 00 - 11:39 PM

Never toss a possum.....they have serious digestive problems and uh.......well anyway.........

Nice room.....Living rooms have never been my speed, more of a kitchen type....Bad early toilet training I guess....Have a good time folks. I'm gonna' slip on outa' here before Cleigh whizzes on your carpet again...uh..hmmmmm.....make that a third time. Sorry about the mess in the hammock too........got any FeBreez?............

Spaw

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Roger the skiffler
Date: 05 Jan 00 - 04:23 AM

Well, I'm not usually allowed in folks' living rooms and I've eaten & drunk so much over the holiday season I doubt I could get throught the front door so I'll just press my nose to the window to see what's going on & listen to the music wafting out.
RtS

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: MMario
Date: 05 Jan 00 - 04:33 PM

*stepping out of the sound-proofed storeroom, where-in he has been venting at the top of his lungs*

I needed that!

If Áine stops by - I owe her a BIG hug, and a home cooked meal.

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Liz the Squeak
Date: 05 Jan 00 - 07:38 PM

Mbo - watch it with that kilt, you could do someone a mischief with a sporran: watch out for chapped legs in warm weather. If worn properly, there is nothing to absorb sweat as with trollies and trousers, so if you are very active and sweat a lot, you could end up with severe chaffing to the erm..... tops of the thighs.... just ask Micca about the Savlon incident.....

LTS

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Susan A-R
Date: 05 Jan 00 - 11:33 PM

Dave, there is always good black (very strong) french roast coffee soomewhere within my reach. What I really should have is an espresso pot,but I make do with my little melior pot and way too much coffee.

Spaw, you take that possum out in the kitchen and I'll whip up a little pad thai, or mee krob, or some such thing. The little guy has been eating all of that stuff Cleetus and the Regs feed him. No wonder his bodily functions are out of whack (to say the least)

Tonight we are having one of those bitter (10 below?) nights with lots of stars. So I shall sing you all a song about the Winter Folk

Winter moves across the land a cold and a glorious king The bitter wind, his trumpeter, makes oak and ash to sing A crescent moon in a deep black sky, a single star beside On such a night as this, my love, the winter folk do ride

Their crystal forms are frosty fair, their raiment is of silver Their songs rise pure on the bitter air to make all mortals shiver and if you meet them along the road, the cold you will not mind. You will not fret, but soon forget your hearth and home behind.

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: JenEllen
Date: 06 Jan 00 - 12:16 AM

Lovely song Susan. Can't tell if the tears are from music, or the overpowering smell of possum...Glad to have you back. Elle

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: MMario
Date: 06 Jan 00 - 08:55 AM

Susan? Where can I find that song? is there more?

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Liz the Squeak
Date: 06 Jan 00 - 11:23 AM

When the crescent moon has a single star
To guide her through the night
When the horned owl calls from lofty branch
And the fox steals on as silent as light

We come, we come, we strange little people come,
Hobby derry dando, hobby derry dando
Hobby derry dando, hobby derry dando

Wish I could remember the rest of this...... but doesn't it just suit the M'Cat??

LTS

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: MMario
Date: 06 Jan 00 - 11:45 AM

It sure does, especially if there are butterfly nets further on...

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: MMario
Date: 06 Jan 00 - 05:27 PM

a quivering traumatized broken shell of a man stumbles into the room and falls dramtically (but carefully) face forward onto the nearest soft object.

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Caitrin
Date: 06 Jan 00 - 05:38 PM

Thanks for the Earl Grey! It's my favorite, though I put in a bit too much sugar. Nothing like a cup of tea and good music for a nice evening.

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Mbo
Date: 06 Jan 00 - 05:57 PM

Welcome in, Caitrin and Mario. I'm sure we'll put you right back in action with tonight's music!

WELL! No piping tonight, I'm afraid. The reed went out on my chanter! I've just had my performance classical guitar out, and playing all those great old Renaissance pieces I used to play a couple years ago.

So when searching for pipe music, I found a recording of a pipe band doing Scotch On The Rocks and The Black Bear in the same set! Coincidence? I DON'T THINK SO!

Folks, I just want to tell you, "A'Ghrian" which is from Shaun Davey's new suite "The Pilgrim" (it's about St.Columcille) is one of the most beautiful things I have ever heard! The Gaelic singing, the chorus, the orchestra, the Highland pipes, the drums and bass sounding like the coda of ELO's "Shangri-La"...just pure musical BLISS!

Hmm...let me get my steel string...I think I'll play "The Green Autumn Stubble," one of most requested songs, which incidentally has a funny story that goes with it...

--Mbo

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: JenEllen
Date: 06 Jan 00 - 05:57 PM

Hech mon! MMario, watch to where you fall m'laddio. I'm an innocent bystander just waiting with baited breath to hear how our lady's birthday went. She survived in one piece, obviously, but I want details! Hot mug of the Earl and a good story.

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Mbo
Date: 06 Jan 00 - 06:17 PM

"Computer--Earl Grey--hot!"
--Captain Jean-Luc Picard

--Mbo

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: JenEllen
Date: 06 Jan 00 - 06:35 PM

Have mercy Mbo, can you imagine this bunch in outer space? (some are closer than others....) And if you mention Klingons around Uranus, 'Spaw will just link into another toilet seat! Elle

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Dave (the ancient mariner)
Date: 06 Jan 00 - 07:32 PM

Ahoy mates, Evening all! There's a funny looking bloke here with a cup of Earl Grey tea for Cap'n Picard. Anyone seen im?

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: JenEllen
Date: 06 Jan 00 - 07:41 PM

Yep, he's the scrawny bald fella hanging around the kitchen trying to convince Susan that he's Cap'n Crunch. Elle

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Mbo
Date: 06 Jan 00 - 07:51 PM

Reminds me of Q, in the guise of a flower delivery man says "Is there a John Luck Pickerd here?" BTW if you want to see my Star Trek parody of "Master of the House" you can check it out here

--Mbo (hope the link worked!)

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Mbo
Date: 06 Jan 00 - 08:11 PM

Well, the link DIDN'T work! This one does: Master Of The Starts

--Mbo

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Susan A-R
Date: 06 Jan 00 - 10:35 PM

Wow can that possum put away the Pad Thai, and Spaw does a pretty good job himself. Cap'n crunch??

I'll have a bit of earl grey and continue with that sone (which I wrote on the way back from the Grand Union on just such a night as is described in the ballad. Something like Rip Van Winkle and Thomas the Rhymer end up in northern New England.)

Young William rode across the fields to bonnie Ellen's farm
He sang a song to the bitter wind to keep his spirits warm
He met the folk upon the way, they thought him passing fair
They bade him join their company, nor could he deny them there.

They bore him on 'neath wheeling stars and unto a frozen vale
His voice did grow more fey and clear, his face more fair and pale
He sang and feasted among them all, forgetting his own hearth fire
And he's forgot his parents and fair Ellen, his heart's desire.

But when the morning it did come, he woke all on the road.
The folk, like frozen mist, were gone and once more he felt the cold.
And all the thoughts that had fled his mind returned with the morning sun
And swiftly o'er the frozen fields to Ellen's farm he did run.

But he has found no cozy home, nor eager lover there.
But frost as thick on the frozen beans, abandoned to nature's care.
For though it seemed but a single night all in that enchanted place,
Full twenty years had passed and gone as mortals count their days.

Winter moves across the land, a cold and a glorious king
The bitter wind his trumpeter makes oak and ash to sing.
A silent moon in a deep black sky, a single star beside
On such a night as this, my love, the winter folk do ride.

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: JenEllen
Date: 06 Jan 00 - 10:44 PM

Brava!!! (from a fair Ellen who loves your song) Yes, darlin' Suze, Cap'n Crunch. If he begs for anymore caffeine, tell him NO! Causes too much of the Number One(make it so).

Mbo, can't tell me on top of all of this, you're a trekkie too? Where do you find the time?

MMario, no more weeping over the elephant song. Did you know that elephants symbolize power and royalty? They are worshiped because they are the carriers of Indra, the king of Heaven. They are good luck! All that and a memory to boot.

Gotta go get some of the Thai before the possum walks all over it. Elle

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: AllisonA(Animaterra)
Date: 07 Jan 00 - 05:25 PM

Hi, everyone- please make room on that couch, I'm a bit weary and blue and glad it's the weekend and time for some music. Susan, I'm dying to hear that song! Meebo, I've brought the last of the yuletide eggnog- d'ya think there's any rum to cut the sweetness with? I'll let it settle and then make an attempt at Anachie Gordon- I'm feeling a bit melodramatic tonight!
Allison

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Mbo
Date: 07 Jan 00 - 06:48 PM

Richt guid, Animaterra! I really like that song!

--Mbo

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Susan A-R
Date: 07 Jan 00 - 09:12 PM

Well, I've brought some chinese take-out All of that talk about General Tso's Chicken got me inspired, and so after a day of vegetarian cooking, I went out and got pork fried rice and some great steamed dumplings. I have no idea what type of animal is in em, but they are great. I'm dressed in the penguin suit, and ready for a slow evening. I could probably play a bit of viola on Anachee with you if you think it'd fit.

How do I share a tune to a song if I am technophobic? Wanna call me and have me sing it over the phone??

Susan A-R

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: MMario
Date: 07 Jan 00 - 09:18 PM

Susan - or you could sing to a tape recorder and mail the cassette....

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Mbo
Date: 07 Jan 00 - 09:27 PM

Susan--how did you know? My favorite Chinese food AFTER Tso is fried rice (pork, chicken, or shrimp) and dumplings! The Golden Dragon in Jacksonville, NC makes the BEST dumplings, next to yours, of course! Do you think you could use this new Hearme thing? I'm really pumped about it, I'm going to try it out Sunday night, so if anyone's around, I'll be waiting to talk & sing & learn Gaelic! I can add a bit of guitar accompaniament to Anachie Gordon...let's go!

--Mbo

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Dave (the ancient mariner)
Date: 07 Jan 00 - 09:59 PM

Mbo, a song from Bonnie Scotland for ye and Danlbear, if he's around? Good evening one and all, fine night for a good fire with some good music. Hope you have some fun; it's been getting altogether too serious on other threads. Yours,(as usual)Aye, Dave

BANNOCKS O' BEAR MEAL

Words by Robert Burns

Chorus: Bannocks o' bear-meal
Bannocks o'barley;
Here's to the Highlandman's
Bannocks o' barley

Verse: Wha in a brulzie*
will first cry a parley?
never the lads wi'
the bannocks o' barley

Chorus:

chorus: Bannocks o' bear-meal
Bannocks o' barley
here's to the lads wi'
the bannocks o' barley
Wha in his wae-days
were loyal to Charlie?
Wha but the lads wi'
the bannocks o' barley Chorus:

Key of C boisterously and with a swing Brulzie = fight to an old tune in Johnson's Scots Musical Museum, 1790

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: JenEllen
Date: 08 Jan 00 - 02:27 AM

Delightful as always Susan...I find it's better if you just enjoy the dumplings and try not to think about what's in them. Viola would be great. I love Low Lands of Holland on the Viola, sounds so warm.

Loved the song Dave. My granddad used to sing it to us kids. Lots of good memories.

I'm celebrating tonight. Smuggled in a bit of amaretto for my tea. Finally figured out the HTML garbage. More like Joe and MMario figured out how I work....but that's a different story.

So, I got a really great gift from a friend. Come in close Susan, this is right up your alley. Polar fleece socks. Who'd a thunk it? They are toasty as all get out. So I brought a pair for everyone. Tried finding them in Cleigh's size, but thought against it. We'd forever be picking fleece bits out of the leftovers. Gonna go sit in a warm spot and fire out a song for you all. Elle

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: JenEllen
Date: 08 Jan 00 - 02:50 AM

CAMDEN TOWN (Gregson)

I remember when I met her
She had barely turned eighteen
Her hair was not quite auburn
And her eyes were not quite green
She was English as the coal dust
And Irish as the rain
And every man in Carter's Bar
Had put their love in vain
She was total imperfection
A queen without a crown
Like a fool I swore I'd win the heart
Of the prettiest girl in Camden Town

Her name was unpronounceable
Some Irish Northern tongue
But I loved the way she always smiled
When I got it wrong
She spoke a differnt language
Rolled out light her phrase
And every word was played out
To the music in her face
She was total imperfection
Queen without a crown
Like a fool I swore I'd win the heart
Of the prettiest girl in Camden Town

She worked at Houston's Station
Selling tickets and advice
The business men who asked her out
Never asked her twice
They could not understand why she
Refused to change her mind
Said "Good Lord now, Irish
Leave the past behind"
She was total imperfection
A queen without a crown
Like a fool I swore I'd win the heart
Of the prettiest girl in Camden Town

Once she let me lie with her
After years of holding down
She always said that love would spark
But friendship wasn't found
One night when sense deserted us
Madness ran our fates
She crept into my shaking arms
And rocked away my pain
She was total imperfection
A queen without a crown
Like a fool I knew I'd lost my heart
To the prettiest girl in Camden Town

Well sometimes I still see her
With her children in the park
Two by different fathers
How the years have left their mark
It seems she never married
God knows she had the chance
But her English blood would doubt inside
And her Irish blood would dance
She was total imperfection
A queen without a crown
Like a fool I still would give my heart
To the prettiest girl in Camden Town

Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
From: Lonesome EJ
Date: 08 Jan 00 - 03:28 AM

Hey mbo, nice place you've got here. You have any PG Tips with a little cream and sugar? Ah, thank you my good fellow. I'll just sit here on the couch, and maybe have one of those chicken salad sandwiches on the coffee table.