Warwick Folk Festival 2013 /UK/

Under an english blue sky:
sky
There was a blue van nearby coming from Tibet:)
van
Found the guitar on the grass…
guitar
Tuned the guitar and…
guitarcase
bumped into some morris #flowerpower folkish men:morris
Some old flute & bowl sessions meanwhile, just before getting the new flute;)

Some english real folk theatre popular culture performance. Ps: I have already pending on the question about #nation-alism …Igor shut-up…but still in my mind je-je. Ps2: St.George please keep the sword in peace, much better this way.
Having a great time with friends from Oxford also playing some stuff.
mark&igor rehearsaling
Here with my «bozouki» friend, Mark Atherton, after I played three tunes:

1.-
I started with a poem that is called Any Roof as an intro of the almost traditional basque song, that actually is not, called 4 Roofs by basque pop-folk-rock band named Itoiz.

2.-
Then I went into the Simple Man (cover version tune from Eef Barzelay)
3.-
I finished with Exit.

Great time with friends too, j, j & m. Thanks Cheersthen:)
/m. with the new «bozouki»;) / j. with a new flute/ Sellers more happy than anybody else ;)))) Come back home
mark julie jo oxford
And finally,
we said goodbye to the st.george blue sky, here in #England 😉 ps: Any doubt, that we are in #England ? ;))))
hat stgeorge

Islandia (Iceland, my first song). Harcourt Arms, Oxford (UK). 14th April 2013.

Iceland, lived in a light bulb though,
Iceland reminded us the similar euphoria that feels when we have not lost the last train
Iceland was always in the bar, with a pint with crossed arms in the desk and wearable long shirt buttons were always free.

You’re my only addiction, her sweaters showed (and maybe she was speaking to her pint)
You’re my only addiction, she replied, and we smiled out of the blue

…While
someone
punctured
our
bike
‘s
wheels
with
a
needle
uses
to
tatto
aeroplanes
in
our
hearts

We
slept
in
bicycles´
cemeteries
and
we
had
many
broken
tricycles
undiscovered
still

/ /


Islandia, berriz bonbila baten barruan bizi zen
Islandiak azken trena ez galtzearen antzeko euforia gogorarazten zuen
Islandia tabernetan egoten zen, beti besoak mostradorean gurutzatuta garagardo batekin eta alkandora luzearen eskumuturreko botoiak beti askatuta zituela

You’re my only addiction, zioen bere jertseak eta garagardoari ari zitzaion akaso
You’re my only addiction, erantzuten zuen berak, eta guk irribarre egiten genuen oharkabean

Norbaitek
bizikletako
gurpilak
zulatzen
zizkigun
bitartean,
bihotzetan
aeroplanoak
tatuatzeko
orratz
batekin

Guk
bizikleten
hilerrian
egiten
genuen
lo
eta
triziklo
apurtuz
betetako
kanposantu
asko
geratzen
zitzaizkigun
ezagutzeke.
//

We all are irish in St. Patricks: Harcourt Arms, Oxford. 17th March 2013. #Chamelions @FasTFatum

Yesterday was St. Patricks day, everywhere. Even in Oxford, at Harcourt Arms pub (our temple every sunday eve) and I bumped into Mark, great guy. He encouraged me to play and then Nigel saw me from the music equipment (busy man, good technician&musician). Both of them good people.
I arrived thinking at Harcourt Arms in a song, that I could sing «Chamelions», remembering friends from Donegal (James, Sarah & Finola) also Ennistymon (Jackie & Fergus) and so on, exchanging messages from early in the morning. Good mood, better singing atmosphere.
I made it:
#Chameleons
Captura de pantalla 2013-03-18 a la(s) 23.29.59 (2)Mainly because I also remember this song was recorded in Ennistymon, Co.Clare Art Gallery Studios in August 2011, with the great technician (musician too!) Quentin Cooper (in the arrangements doing a big job with instruments, mandolin, banjo and so on). (Ireland)
And in St.Patrick’s day, everyone could be irish: I was a Green Chamelion, like the audience, Green Chamelions for one night.
Ps: This song was written in Tokyo it is why in the chorus it says «Dreaming with Chamelions in Tokyo» when Tokyo is everywhere in St. Patricks; you did not need to look for chamelions. There are plenty of them, green chamelions:) Like you & me.
 

Then, Mark Atherton played with Nigel Brown. Good pints, good st.patricks, good singing, better people.