The CD notes have the extensive Irish lyrics transcribed nicely, but no explanation in a language my Irish ancestors' descendants can understand. So suffice to say I like the rhythm and feel of the whole thing.
So go get yourself a bowl of rice crispies with green milk, or green beer, or look for shamrocks in the spring weeds, or whatever else you might do to observe the day a man named Maewyn died. Just leave the snakes alone.
[mp3] Kila: "
from Lemonade and Buns
1 comment:
thanks a lot, for this discovery
i like very much his flow and his musicality !
great
i need to find this album, named "Lemonade and Buns"
bye bye
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