FolkCast ShowNotes 015

ShowNotes

TIMES
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015 PART ONE

00:00:00 to 00:01:29

Introduction and welcome...

FolkCast Theme Music:
Fisherman's Priest by Ken Nicol

00:01:29 to 00:05:07

The Party Of Our Lives by Oliver Paine

00:05:07 to 00:08:11

When Will This Fever Break by Will Derryberry

00:09:13 to 00:12:40

Corridors Of Stone by Alun Parry

00:12:40 to 00:16:36

Hope Street by Biltone

00:16:36 to 00:21:37

Cinnamon Road by Charlie Roby

00:22:44 to 00:24:34

Unu by Andreas Aase

00:24:34 to 00:32:54

Ken's Guitar Workshop
Movies:
Ken plays the exercises
Close up on the left hand
Links:
Cyberfret Chromatis Scales - Cyberfret Basic Scales

00:32:54 to 00:37:33

The Winter King by Damh The Bard

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WOVEN WHEAT WHISPERS

00:37:33 to 00:43:25

Stained Glass Morning by Sand Snowman

00:43:25 to 00:47:59

The Shepherd And The Lake-Maiden by The Joys Of Nature

00:50:11

END OF PART ONE

(Cumulative timings for parts one and two are shown in brackets.)

015 PART TWO

00:00:00 to 00:00:46
(00:50:11 to 00:50:57)

Introduction and welcome...

FolkCast Theme Music: Fisherman's Priest by Ken Nicol

00:00:46 to 00:12:40
(00:50:57 to 01:03:37)

The Story Behind The Song
Cam Ye O'er Frae France?

Babba investigates the politics and posturing behind the bawdy but coded Jacobite ballad.

Song performed by John & Rachel Bowyer

Cam ye o'er frae France? Cam ye doon by Lunnon? Saw ye Geordie Whelps and his bonnie woman? Oh, weren't ye at the place called the Kittle Housie? Saw ye Geordie's grace a-ridin' on a goosie? Geordie, he's a man, there is little doot o't, And he's done a' he can, all can dae wi'oot it, Doon there cam' a blade, linkin' like ma lordie, He wad drive a trade at the loom o' Geordie. Though the claith were bad, blythly may we niffer Gin we git oor wab, it makes little differ,	"Geordie Whelps" - aka King George I "The Old Pretender" - aka Prince James Francis Edward Stuart	we hae tint oor plaid, bonnet, belt and swordie Ha's and mailin's braid, but we hae oor Geordie. Jocky's gone to France, and Montgomery's lady there will learn to dance; madam, are ye ready? They'll be back belyve, belted brisk and lordly, Brawly, may they thrive to dance a jig wi' Geordie! Hey for Sandy Don, Hey for Cockalorum, Hey for Bobbin' John, and his Hielan' quorum! Mony a sword and lance swings at Hielan' hurdie; How they'll skip and dance o'er the bum o' Geordie!