Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST,Bill Date: 07 Dec 02 - 06:08 AM I have had two for some years and they don't appear to breed but then they are on the wall in the spare bedroom and stopping there. Bill (the sound) |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: artbrooks Date: 06 Dec 02 - 06:47 PM Well, I always thought Claire was a pretty wild beater...and ya can't beat that lady's clogging!! You don't even need a drum when she's dancing!!! |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST,Davetnova Date: 06 Dec 02 - 06:15 PM Introducing the niave young things to oral sex can work wonders. Once a bohdran discovers the pleasures to be had when fully inserted into their players mouth, they lose all interest in purely reproductive pursuits. |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST,The Bucks Date: 06 Dec 02 - 08:55 AM I am a pure-bred billy goat, I'd never deny who I am I was fed on good grass and the sweetest of oats in fields near the River Bann But glory, me boys, does await me, when I shuffle off my oul' coil To send out a beat to good music so sweet, The Blackbird, The Oul' Plains of Boyle Hooray me boys hooray, just rip the oul' skin off my bones And the sun it will shine in the harvest time, when I am a bodhran drum The life of a billy-goat's pleasant, when reared on good thistles and sward The odd little sniff at a nanny, no billy could ever be bored But when the grim reaper he beckons, we follow with no looking back For the love of good music we martyrs will die for the ceol agus craic Hooray me boys hooray, just rip the oul' skin off my bones And the sun it will shine in the harvest time, when I am a bodhran drum The oul' farmer's face it was haggard, he looked me right straight in the eye Says he, me boul' bill it's me duty to kill and yours not to question but die Says I me boul' farmer don't worry, I'm ready to meet my sad fate A hullabaloo and a jolly tattoo on my hide soon the drummers will bate Hooray me boys hooray, just rip the oul' skin off my bones And the sun it will shine in the harvest time, when I am a bodhran drum The human folk talk of St Peter, who'll meet them at Heaven's Pearl Gates But billy goats talk of the beater and dream of our hides getting' bate To tunes like The Kid On The Mountain, The Kesh and the Oranmore Bucks In death we're more useful than living; for dying we don't give an ex-bleat-ive deleted Hooray me boys hooray, just rip the oul' skin off my bones And the sun it will shine in the harvest time, when I am a bodhran drum |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST,derrymacash Date: 06 Dec 02 - 04:02 AM Ye girls, ye! Keep 'er lit! |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST,Claire and Sharon in Arizona Date: 05 Dec 02 - 01:24 PM Not quite on the topic of bodhran reproduction, but .....here's our contribution. Although Claire wasn't ever a "wild" beater, we thought it would make a good story and may incorporate it into our gigs. She did buy her new drum, a Brendan White that she loves, from Eoin O'Neill at Custy's after only 8 hours on the Isle. I've been a wild beater for many's the year and I spent all my money on bodhrans and beer From Ireland returned with drum in great store Swore I never will be a wild beater no more. And it's no nay never....no nay never no more, will I beat on the bodhran, no never no more I went into Custy's, where I'd like to frequent I told Eoin O'Neill that my money was spent I asked for a bodhran, he answered me nay Your kind of custom, I can get every day And it's no nay never....no nay never no more, will I beat on the bodhran, no never no more I pulled from my pocket, 10 soveriegns bright and Mr O'Neills eyes lit up with delight He said I've got tippers and drums of the best Those words that I spoke were only in jest And it's no nay never....no nay never no more, will I beat on the bodhran, no never no more I'll go back to my band, confess what I've done, and ask them to pardon their prodigal daughter And when they harass me as oft times before I never will be a wild beater no more. |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: Gurney Date: 05 Dec 02 - 04:51 AM Those things don't breed, Chippies make them. Too often. How could they possibly breed? They have a diaphragn NAILED on. |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: Boab Date: 05 Dec 02 - 03:35 AM All youse bodhran thumpers an' bashers stand aside---this is for those who PLAY. I listened--live--- to three [bonnie] lassies giving a house concert the other night, and was enthralled by their acapella version of "Deeper Well". I say "acapella", but stretch the truth a little, for yon wee dark-haired damsel Ruth Moodie , of The Wailin' Jennies[they have a website] carried it along on one of the finest 14" bodhrans I've ever heard or clapped eyes on. And couldn't she just make it talk! If Ruth's bodhran ever has any offspring, I've reserved the first of the litter! An Eckermann drum [Austria], with a very ingenious tuning system. There's a web site there too---- |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST,Ronnie Drew Date: 04 Dec 02 - 07:46 AM If I might just get another wee one in here? Oh Father dear I often hear you speak of Erin's Isle Her lofty scenes and valleys green, her music fierce and wild They say it is a lovely land for musicianers to dwell But why did you abandon it? The reason to me tell Oh son I loved my native home with energy and pride I played a session Sundays with John Hoy and Tom McBride I'd play the Stack of Barley and I'd sing the Braes of Screen But there's a cruel reason why I left oul' Skibbereen It's well I do remember that fateful winter's day When an amadán on his bodhrán proceeded for to play He hadn't got a feature that ever would redeem And that's the cruel reason why I left oul' Skibbereen Your mother too God rest her soul was handy on the box She'd play oul' Kitt'y's Rambles and The Flower of the Flock But the way thon buck-o put her off, It nearly made me scream And that's the cruel reason why I left oul' Skibbereen And insult adds to injury, he produced a shaky egg To have him shove it up his hole I was nearly forced to beg Says I the hen that laid thon egg, it never should have been And that's the cruel reason why I left oul' Skibbereen Then bongos and djembes and a bloody big Lambeg! Says I, you're taking liberties, you're pulling my oul' leg Bones and spoons and cowbells then – it seemed like a bad dream And that's the cruel reason why I left oul' Skibbereen I couldn't take it any more and from that day to this I gave each session a wide berth, each sing-song I would miss My fiddle hangs above the fire – no jigs, no slides, no reels And that's the cruel reason why I left oul' Skibbereen Ah father dear the time will come when on vengeance we will call And musicmen from North and South will rally unto the call We'll shove their drums and beaters where the daylight's never been And loud and high we'll raise the cry Revenge For Skibbereen |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST Date: 04 Dec 02 - 07:22 AM Exhausted!? Jesus! We haven't even scratched the surface! |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST,Guest Date: 03 Dec 02 - 01:49 PM Having exhausted every conceivable angle for bodhran bashing, perhaps the erudite minds of this board could be persuaded to satire fiddle gunslingers. "Whal, Tex, ahm the faistest player in these hyar parts." "Shee-hoot, Clem, I kin turn out the lights in a room and play 6 o' them fiddle reels afore the room gits dark." "Thar may be 36 other players in this circle, Tex, but ahm a callin' you out. Let's rip on them fiddle-only reels - and the first one tuh finish wins." [Indistinguishable, unmelodic cuisinart of notes follows] |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST,Paddy Tunney Date: 03 Dec 02 - 07:04 AM The oul' bodhran's gettin' some quare stick! Here's a wee attempt to redress the balance. Bit o' whisht, there! And while I'm at it, could some craytur get me a bottle and half-un? My oul' gaper's that dry you'd think I'd been lickin' Right Guard! Good luck to all here, now, barrin' thon goat Who's still proudly wearin' his oul' shaggy coat We'll soon put the bleatin' clane out o' his head We'll skin him and tan him the instant he's dead We'll cure his oul' hide and we'll gaily tattoo And all round the rim we'll scratch seán nós abú Such drummin' you'll never yet hear nor yet see As we'll raise from the goats around Tandragee So here's to the goats that are smelly and rank Their oul' matted beards are all crusty and lank But their hides add great value to diddle-ee-dee Those hairy buck-goats around Tanderagee You've heard of the famed Cozy Powell I'm sure And oul' Buddy Rich is a rhythmical hoor But give an oul' bodhran to one of thon two And the buggers would not know a damn what to do They'd houl the oul' b'ater like it was a club And leather away, they would pound and they'd drub But the noise that would issue would grieve your poor ears And cause the trad player to weep bitter tears So here's to the goats that are smelly and rank Their oul' matted beards are all crusty and lank But their hides add great value to diddle-ee-dee Those hairy buck-goats around Tanderagee Ringo McDonagh can hit 'er a welt And Gino Lupari can give a quare belt (They say when he dies that they'll cure his big tum And cover the frame of an oul' Lambeg drum!) Christy can patter and Kathy can rowl And vary the tone when they give 'er a boul Oul' Malachy's drums are an grá geal mo chroí When sporting fine hides from roun' Tandragee So here's to the goats that are smelly and rank Their oul' matted beards are all crusty and lank But their hides add great value to diddle-ee-dee Those hairy buck-goats around Tanderagee So not to detain you I'll end my oul' song The oul' bodhran's been slagged and I think that it's wrong This percussive oul' instrument's got a bad name That attaches to hide and to tipper and frame In the wrong hands, it's the devil's own curse Like the bongo, the djembe, or instruments worse But played with great feeling, it fills you with glee And no more gleeful hide than from Tandragee So here's to the goats that are smelly and rank Their oul' matted beards are all crusty and lank But their hides add great value to diddle-ee-dee Those hairy buck-goats around Tanderagee |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: So'sYourMom Date: 02 Dec 02 - 11:57 PM It's entirely loonitick ye's all are, then. Love it, Especially the songs! BUT (an' ye want a true treat), use the "Translate This Page" button at the bottom of the thread and read it in (whatever). French is especially hazardous to the back muscles! In-(censored)-credible! (Whoops! Time for me meds again!) |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: Morticia Date: 02 Dec 02 - 07:05 PM Well, I did have a celibate bodrhan( nasty business with a very uncouth beater,she doesn't like to talk about it but suffice to say there were tears before bedtime)....but when in Dublin last week a little orphan bodrhan followed me home....it's little upturned face looking so guileless and sad, what could I do? So although I now appear to have a mummy and a baby bodrhan, no gestation was involved.....oooh, so near to Christmas too.....you don't suppose.....? |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST,William J. Wolfe Date: 02 Dec 02 - 05:49 PM *What have bodhrans ever done for us, * apart from the headaches, the bad rhythm, * the loud noise ... In Camelot, the great King john was reputed to have said: "Ask not what the bodhran has done for you, ask only what is to be done about the bodhran" |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: katlaughing Date: 02 Dec 02 - 02:03 PM ...bunch of skewers held together with rubber O rings which slide up and down. Will this lead to a new sub-species of bodhran? Yes, Jenny! by the sounds of it, the new sub-species will be into a little S&M!**bg** |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST,JennyO Date: 02 Dec 02 - 01:23 PM I've only got one bodhran, in my case it's the tippers that are multiplying, and as they do, they are mutating into strange colours and shapes, such as the green brush, and one made with a bunch of skewers held together with rubber O rings which slide up and down. Will this lead to a new sub-species of bodhran? |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST,Basil Brush Date: 02 Dec 02 - 11:03 AM the best form of bodhran revolution is if they just rolled off a cliff. BOOM BOOM. |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: Sorcha Date: 30 Nov 02 - 07:58 PM I really think it must be the tippers; Mr has three, and has gone through three bodhrans..............LOL, this is too funny. But, I have to say in defense of bodhrans, I really do love a good one. |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: Dipsodeb Date: 30 Nov 02 - 07:30 PM ooopps Derry, ye might have offended the Bodrhan Goddess, who watches over the births and developement of all Bodrhans. She is a vengeful deity and has a particular penchant for interminable diddlys, who have aged beyond their years and have got amnesia and forgotten that music is for all to participate in and that Bodrhan nurserys are an essential part of development. Dipso |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: rock chick Date: 30 Nov 02 - 07:12 PM There's naught as queer as Folk and naught as grand a music, put both together and you have the start of something exceptional for everyone, well almost, but you will always find the odd one or two who complain, occasional about something, like the Bodhran or Banjos, unfortunately these are normally fellow musicians! These we can do without, folk music is a mix of all types of music. In fact Bodhran comes from the word thunder because of the soound it makes, of course, it's only now that we use the beater and the other hand to dampen the sound and to get the very differnt ranges of sounds, thank yourselves lucky we don't bang it like thunder, there again Derrymacash you may find yourself surround by a very unhappy family of Bodhran who I have been informed have been very hurt by your comments! BEWARE ;o/ rc |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: gnu Date: 29 Nov 02 - 04:34 PM I had one give birth right on the fireplace mantle. Chip off the old block - has the exact same family crest on it ! But it must be a punker, what with all them steel piercings around it's middle. Now, the synthetic one that followed me home from a music shop has yet to spawn... perhaps it's sterile, like them cloned sheep. |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: Mr Happy Date: 29 Nov 02 - 12:49 PM or even better-razorwire! |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: Mr Happy Date: 29 Nov 02 - 12:48 PM should make the beaters from polstyrene! |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: artbrooks Date: 29 Nov 02 - 11:56 AM Gee...I have one of those, but I never knew it had a song about it! |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST,Christy Moore Date: 29 Nov 02 - 11:47 AM Ah holy Jaysis! I'm getting' some quare shtick after my wee go at re-writin' Cúnla there up above. Sure wasn't I only commenting on poor bodhran batterin', not bodhrans per se! But the falk I'm getting' at the minute … sure I had an aisier time when I was acting as unofficial spokesman for the Republican movement! Any road up, Ronnie started a wee number a while ago there – how're you Ronnie? ("Middling to raysonable, Christy, you big buck-eejit!") – and I sat down with a wee half-size pen out of the bookies and ripped the picture of a beer-mat and scribbled this wee hymn to the bodhran, by way of following his lead. And here – before I start – is there any chance of a wee swallow? My oul' tongue's like an emery board, so it is! They say that the bongos make music that's quare The sound of a tom-tom is hard to compare If it's drumming you want you'll find no drum so rare Than the drums that they make down in Roundstone The boul' Malachy, he makes drums for me For ninety nine pounds and ninety nine pee Stick your hand in your pocket and I'll guarantee That you'll never from that day feel lonesome The jazzers have bongos, the prods have lambegs Whose rattlin' is reckoned to frighten the taigs And some play the spoons and some they shake eggs But there's none houls a candle to Roundstone The boul' Malachy, he makes drums for me For ninety nine pounds and ninety nine pee Stick your hand in your pocket and I'll guarantee That you'll never from that day feel lonesome Castanets, bones and the boul' tambourine Clackers, marrackers, are frequently seen But they're put in the shade when oul' Ringo or Gino Produces the drum made in Roundstone The boul' Malachy, he makes drums for me For ninety nine pounds and ninety nine pee Stick your hand in your pocket and I'll guarantee That you'll never from that day feel lonesome The boul' Cathy Jordan has got a quare voice But to tell you the truth, boys, if I had a choice I'd far rather hear her create a great noise On the drums that they make down in Roundstone The boul' Malachy, he makes drums for me For ninety nine pounds and ninety nine pee Stick your hand in your pocket and I'll guarantee That you'll never from that day feel lonesome Sit in on a session wherever you roam And musicians will soon make you feel right at home As soon as you pull out your tunable drum That was handmade by Kearns down in Roundstone The boul' Malachy, he makes drums for me For ninety nine pounds and ninety nine pee Stick your hand in your pocket and I'll guarantee That you'll never from that day feel lonesome To hell with begrudgers, as Behan would say Cherish your bodhran and batter away Drown out so-called musicians who barely can play With your drum that was made down in Roundstone The boul' Malachy, he makes drums for me For ninety nine pounds and ninety nine pee Stick your hand in your pocket and I'll guarantee That you'll never from that day feel lonesome |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: cyder_drinker Date: 29 Nov 02 - 11:45 AM Here is the book most of 'em seem to have read... |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: rock chick Date: 29 Nov 02 - 11:23 AM most of us play other instruments also, so get real Greycap |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: Greycap Date: 29 Nov 02 - 10:14 AM Definition of a drummer - a person who hangs out with musicians. |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST Date: 29 Nov 02 - 10:05 AM Opps! Sorry forgot to put me name, and that's not because I play Bodhran either, cause I'm a proud parent of a beautiful healthy rhythmic bodhran. :0)))) rock chick |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST Date: 29 Nov 02 - 10:01 AM Now being the mother of a beautiful plain Bodhran, I would agree with some of your comments, but you are a bit harsh, yes nothing is more annoying than people who just come along and think that looks easy I buy one and have a go, in their case euthanasia is the best answer, put them, and it out of it's misery, however those that are healthy and have good rhythm should be allowed to breed, with the use of family planning of course, and like all children who have a good parent/s they hopefully grow up to be good Bodhran, of course you will always get the drop outs that's life. This instrument is greatly under rated, often in session people want to hear it being PLAYED, and I mean played not banged, so come on you Bodhran players, UNITE Lets start a Bodhran Revolution |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST,Shane MacGowan Date: 29 Nov 02 - 08:55 AM Nice one, Chrishty, y'oul bollix. But shove over sideways there and let a real songwriter show you how it's done. Hi! Could some hoor get me a bottle and a half-un? My throat's as dry as Mat Talbot's wake! As I went down to Galway town to seek for recreation On the seventeenth of August, me mind bein' elevated If I'd known the crack I'd have soon turned back, as you'll hear in this narration Some amadán with his bodhran disturbed my relaxation With me whack-fol-de-doo-fol-de-diddle-ee-aye-dil-ay I poked my nose in Neachtain's at a quarter past eleven There was ceol and ól and on my soul I felt I was in heaven Some sessioneers unpacked their gear, a shower of God's own brethren For an hour or more the music soared and everything was pleasant With me whack-fol-de-doo-fol-de-diddle-ee-aye-dil-ay But I regret the moment yet the drummer made his entry If I'd have knew the harm he'd do, I'd have posted out a sentry "Do you mind, squire" your man inquired "If I provide percussion?" Damn his hide, the hoorin' spide's in need of some concussion With me whack-fol-de-doo-fol-de-diddle-ee-aye-dil-ay He battered out at random and he battered right'n loudly The less he played in rhythm, the more he hammered proudly He pounded out to jigs and reels and when I stood up to sing-o Says I "Could someone make a call and get a houl' of Ringo?" With me whack-fol-de-doo-fol-de-diddle-ee-aye-dil-ay The sessioneers packed up their gear, they couldn't stand the racket He'd put them off the Stack of Oats and ruined The Torn Jacket He'd made a mess of the Cuckoo's Nest and spoiled the Yellow Wattle-o If I'd strength enough I'd grab his scruff and gladly I would throttle-o With me whack-fol-de-doo-fol-de-diddle-ee-aye-dil-ay |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST,Christy Moore Date: 29 Nov 02 - 07:12 AM The boys! Here's a wee number to be goin' on with! Can somebody set me up a wee drink, there! My thrapple's as dry as a nun's gusset! Who is that there that's throwing me out of time? Who is that there that's throwing me out of time? Who is that there that's throwing me out of time? Only me , says Cúnla Cúnla dear, don't play that yoke near to me Cúnla dear, don't play that yoke near to me Cúnla dear, don't play that yoke near to me Maybe I will, says Cúnla When playing a reel who's b'atin' a jig to me? Playing a reel who's b'atin' a jig to me? Playing a reel who's b'atin' a jig to me? Only me, says Cúnla Cúnla dear, don't play that yoke near to me Cúnla dear, don't play that yoke near to me Cúnla dear, don't play that yoke near to me Maybe I will, says Cúnla Liverpool, Manchester, Birmingham, Hollydale Donnybrook, Sandymount, Ligoniel, Flowery Vale Yer gub hangin' open an' puffin' a force 8 gale? Only me, says Cúnla Cúnla dear, don't play that yoke near to me Cúnla dear, don't play that yoke near to me Cúnla dear, don't play that yoke near to me Maybe I will, says Cúnla Rashers and eggs and lashings of sausages Alligator, alligator – Jaysus you've lost us! It's aisy to hear you weren't taught at the Comhaltas Beggin' yer pardon says Cúnla Cúnla dear, don't play that yoke near to me Cúnla dear, don't play that yoke near to me Cúnla dear, don't play that yoke near to me Maybe I will, says Cúnla |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST,Andy Irvine Date: 29 Nov 02 - 07:09 AM Houl' on till yer drawers, there Liam! Here's the oul bollix only after comin' through the door. Chrishty - ye b'y ye - plank your ass down here beside me and give us a while of your oul crack! |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST,Liam Óg O'Flynn Date: 29 Nov 02 - 07:08 AM Jayz, Andy ... you'd have thought oul' Chrishty woulda torned up by now wi' a stupid wee song, wouldn't you though? |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: Declan Date: 29 Nov 02 - 07:06 AM They haven't gone away, you know. |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST,noddy Date: 29 Nov 02 - 07:03 AM Bring Back the Bongos. |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: Hrothgar Date: 29 Nov 02 - 04:00 AM Beam them up, Scotty! |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: Kaleea Date: 29 Nov 02 - 03:26 AM Little did the earthlings know that out in space . . . "Uhura!" "Yes, Captain Kirk?" "What are you & Scotty doing over there all this time?" "Well, Captain, we were, uh, ... you see, ..." "Captain, Ah'm afrrrraid it's all my fault, we, uh ..." "Scotty, tell...me...what do you... mean it's... your fault?" "Captain, Scotty merely asked me to a certain frequency,and we ran across this interesting dialog and, I'm afraid that we might have caused a slight hitch in the time continuum." "Scotty, what... does she ... mean ...a ...slight ... hitch ...in the ...time...con--tinuum?!" "Captain, do ye rrrememberrrr that time when we had a wee bit o' trib, uh, Ah mean, trrrrouble with the trrrransporterrr when we werrre trrrying to trrransport those wee beasties?" "Wee...beasties,...Mr. ...Scott?" "Aye, Captain. The wee furrrry beasties." "You don't, ... by...any chance mean...the, uh, ... Mr. ...Scott ...!!" "Aye, Captain." "How ... could... this...have happened, Mr. .. Scott?" "Well, ya seee, Captain, uh, do ye rrrrememberrrr those Irrrish musicians we had trrrransported a bit earrrrlierrr that day to another ship?" "You mean, ... those ... drummers, ... Mr. ... Scott?" "Aye, Captain! Ah'm afrrrraid that when we sent those Irrrrish musicians, the molecules o' theirrr instrrruments may ha' been in the trrranporrrterrrrr bufferrrs the whole time, and then when we trrrried to trrransport the wee beasties, welll, Captain, theirr molecules may ha' been a wee bit scrrrambllld wi' the instrrruments, so, ye see, Captain, we may ha' sent 'em back in time, welll, onto earrrrth, in the past, sirrr!" "Uhura, ... just ... what ... year ...do...you and... Mr. ...Scott, uh ...what earth ...year...were they ... transported to?" "Well, Captain, Scotty & I believe that it was aproximately the very late 1900's, or possibly as late as the year 2000 or so." |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST,Tom Hamilton Bordhran player, sorry folks Date: 29 Nov 02 - 02:42 AM It's the same with these Banjos, they have babies as well along with Accordians. I haven't an answer however I have three bodhrans in my house, a big one and two small ones, a son and a daughter. So you can say that I breed them. Sorry folks for being a dirty breeder |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: Liz the Squeak Date: 29 Nov 02 - 02:35 AM But surely a bodhrain is just a banjo that's come out of the closet..... LTS |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: smallpiper Date: 28 Nov 02 - 08:27 PM I of course posses the ultimate weapon against bodhranii - yes you've gessed it - the Great Highland Bag Pipe. Played with gusto and with the usual rythmic grace (ahem!) bodhranii flee in terror (along with everyone else naturally). Ho Hum! |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: Snuffy Date: 28 Nov 02 - 08:10 PM And here's me been thinkin all these years that them boys were banjo eggs |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST,Ivagot de'Beat Date: 28 Nov 02 - 07:59 PM Excuse me, please, for not entering my name, as your GUEST. The omission was quite unintentional, I assure you. |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: GUEST Date: 28 Nov 02 - 07:58 PM & Center for Bodhranii Reproductive Freedom 100 Rhythm Circle Drumover, Gaea Island Dear Sirs and Madams, It has come to our attention, through the alert notification of a clandestine member of our august group, that certain members of your nefarious organisation have been extolling the virtues of violence against those glorious hoops of our Mother's Voice, more commonly known as the Bodhranii. Be it know by ye all who are now present: we stand firm in our committment to protect Bodhranii everywhere. Let you be on notice, from this day forward: undue, cruel and unusual use of the notorious tipper against any Bodhranii will serve as a clarion call to our forces. We shall rise en masse to end such degradation. We shall be a force to reckon with and the loss will be to those among you who continue to vent your vile anger against the delicate membrane of the Bodhrannii vocality. Be ware! Know ye also, our related organisation, the Center for Bodhranii Reproductive Freedom, is watching, from the hedgrows, back of the bogs, in the privacy of your own homes. IF they find even one instance of someone trying to prevent the Bodhranii their natural expression of physical love, that very act of furthering the Mother's natural world, and IF they find any, it hurts to even write this, any instances of Bodhranii kits being drowned, the full fury and wrath of the Mother shall visit upon such perpetrators a storm of horrible dimensions, bring about cataclysmic rains, torrential downpours, howling winds of hellhounds, and all manner of your worst nightmares. Thus it is, we write to insist that you immediately Cease and Desist the beatings, the prevention of love, the chilling of offspring and learn to embrace your brothers and sisters, the Bodhranii, for we are all children of our Mother, the Earth. Sincerely, Ivagot de'Beat, President |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: Mr Red Date: 28 Nov 02 - 07:53 PM Red ones take about 5 years to produce a smaller if louder progeny. Now the Maturity question -- is this of the bodhran or the bodhran player? |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: Gareth Date: 28 Nov 02 - 06:39 PM Hmmmm ??? Which repruduces quicker ??? Bodhrans or AOL introdctary CD's ??? Personally I find both make excellent substitutes for clay pidgeons. PULL ! Gareth |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: Sibelius Date: 28 Nov 02 - 06:32 PM Someone suggested the rhythm method as a means of slowing down the bodhran reproductive cycle. Unfortunately, though one respects the deeply thoughtful and scholarly nature of the suggestion, it must be understood that the reliability index of the rhythm method in bodhran reproductive physiology is remarkably similar to that of human beings. Hence, like humans, bodhrans practising the rhythm method usually become known as parents. |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: JudeL Date: 28 Nov 02 - 06:16 PM If the shakey eggs are unhatched bodhrans, then there is also the dread possibility of them maturing as implied by the term "stealth banjo" which I recently heard used to describe a bodhran. |
Subject: RE: The reproductive capacity of bodhrans From: Tig Date: 28 Nov 02 - 05:59 PM Watch out for the smaller (pocket sized) wooden cousin of the bodhran which is appearing throughout the country. It cannot be silenced by the application of an (accidental) bath of beer or lager and sounds suspiciously like an inrush of horses ;-) |
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