Hi all

Just back home from the Góilín Club - the grand-daddy of all singers' clubs. There were about sixty people there, most of them were musicians or could play music: accordian, banjo, concertina, drums, eukelele, fiddle, guitar, harmonica, etc, etc, but not one of them had a musical instrument with them, they came to sing and to hear the purest musical instrument of them all: the unaccompanied human voice. It was a joy to be there, the living emotion and raw power of the singers and the songs is still twisting and turning within my heart and mind. One note from the most musical of artificial musical instruments would have lessened the experience. Long may the Góilín tradition and magic continue.

Fergus in Dublin