Ye Gods but you're a bunch of grumps
Music is as vital piece of humanity as fire or tools
I've sat with good company around a fire in a crannog listening to a clarsach, I've heard the uillean pipes played in a bothy, I've heard the panpipes at the gates of dawn
, sat with bhodran and flutes and voices around innumerable fires and chilled out on the company, the music and the night; listened to the fiddler at the Moot..........and much though I love heavy metal, not one of those instuments was electronic, they were all played by real people, with skill and joy. A pleasure to listen to. And you'd have none of it ?........miserable you are
And voices ? Oh a delight
I love listening to singing, especially our own songs, in our own words and real tunes, the British Isles have one of the widest ranges of accents and they're all good
Some lilt, some growl, some stretch vowels so long they're almost words
and whistling, that too is a real skill done well.
I've sung with the biggest moon in the sky, in a corrie where the sound spun and echoes, and whistled to call the buzzards down to see me, I've heard and felt the terror of the carnyx howling like the wind, listened to a drum beat through the hills and sat entranced watching my brother play the pipes
How can you not want to be part of that ??
I too enjoy that silence of space and place, gentle conversation, laughter and humour around the fire and in the woods, but I won't exclude the possibility of music added to the mix.
If I'm camping and you come by with music, come away in
That said, I detest radios when I'm out, that persistant, "Listen to me!!", racket drives me away.
cheers,
M