Peter Young: Drums/Percussion,
Bobby Millar: Bass,
Graeme Stephen: Guitars,
Fraser Fifield: Saxophone/Pipes/Whistles,
Andrew Yearley: Accordion/Keyboards,
Isobel Ann Martin: Backing Vocals,
Scott Neubert: Guitar/Dobro/Banjo/Mandolin
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The Beatles, The Hollies, The Beach Boys, The Kinks, Credence Clearwater Revival, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Bob Seger, Buddy Holly, Sam Cooke, Jackson Browne, The Eagles, The Lochies, Calum Kennedy, Glen Campbell, Hank Williams, Jim Reeves, Eric Clapton, Mark Knopfler etc..... and that's just today, tomorrow there will be loads more
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this folk-carol on myspace... Poem 230 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (see my blog for details): CHRISTMAS SUNG SIMPLY
As gospellers have said, Beneath signalling skies, On land dusty to tread, A trough in a stable Was the strawy first-bed Of a divine baby - The forgiving Godhead.
A season for new hope - There then and here now; The yuletide of goodwill - There then and here now.
In respect of this chance, Beneath bright or dark skies, Faith's the star that we glance Attending Christ's churches And trying to enhance, With singing and ritual, Our God-loving stance.
calum....i got my dealership...i am licensed to manufacture and sell my and other dealer products for GEET technology. google it...it means we can get 100 mpg PLUS....run engines on crudeoil, salt water mixed with gas, old tires, aluminum cans in acid....just name it....i can burn it....AND....theres no polution....um....how green is that???
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 162 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): TEES TO TYNE: FIRST IMPRESSIONS - SUMMER 2001
Where traditions are not so rare; Sea, country and works scent the air; A multitude of monuments, Planted tubs and patterned pavements.
The longish pedestrian malls; The remnants of defensive walls; Historic buildings are a gauge Of the respect for heritage.
Wheat, rape and pines in the fields; Estuaries guarded by shields; Long sandy beaches and wide scenes; Romantic-ruin go-betweens.
Rivers in parts licked by trees, Or fringed by boat clubs, wharfs, gantries, And crossed by practical delights - Varied spans, forming pleasing sights.
Fine churches headed at Durham; Football kits ad infinitum; Kept castles - one for study; Masonry behind masonry.
And, with moulding-works out that way, It’s somewhere for a longer stay..?
listened through your songs great stuff very uplifting profile track and enjoyed the rest too my gran was from stornaway and came down to glasgow when she was young so i came close to being a musician from lewis Best John
Hi Calum, Hope all is well. I enjoyed my visit to you page here. By the way, I really like the way your daughter's song turned out. It was fun working with Gene on it. All the best,
calum...its not fair...i suppose ill have to quit playing after hearing those, even though i couldnt understand a word!!! it left me...NEARLY breatless...so i guess thats where the tripe we play over here came from...good job, sir.
Thank you for connecting! If you're interested, I'm offering one free original MP3 download to my new MySpace friends, just let me know the name of which track would you like to get and I'll tell you where to download it for free.
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 2 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): WALKABOUT WITH MY PEN
Once drove an old sedan, up north, From a place in Sydney to Cairns; Then to Kuranda I went forth, By train, to look without set plans.
I browsed through the trendy market, With fresh fruits of tropical kind; Walked to the creek through lush thicket - Nature’s hand giving peace of mind.
I dined in a scenic cafe; Then, outside, as I wrote for yen, Some passing Kooris called-out: “Hey, You go walkabout with your pen.”
Request or question, I don’t know - Assured voices, elderly men. That’s now several years ago, And I’ve seen the world - with my pen.
and… tha sin glè mhath!
