Robby Miller (Acoustic guitar, electric guitar, bass guitar)
Andrew Miller (bouzouki, bodhran, didgeridoo)
Influences
Alice Cooper, Black 47, Black Sabbath, Capercaille, Danu, Demonia and Pleaser footwear, Dervish, Dio, The Dolmen, The Dubliners, Eliza Carthy, Emilie Autumn, Eluveitie, Elvenking, Faun, Flook, Kiss, Nightwish, Omnia, Patrick Street, Peatbog Faeries, Type O Negative, New Rock boots...
Sounds Like
A modern melting-pot of the darker elements of British and Irish folk music and lore; pretty tunes, driving beats, and of course, very big boots.
Think naughty faeries frolicking on the darker side of an enchanted forest...
Faeries Wear Boots: a band born out of the love of three integral things - folk music, faeries, and impractical footwear…
Definitely a band from the darker side of the enchanted forest, Faeries Wear Boots delight in stamping their own big boot-print on some of their favourite folk music and songs from British and Irish traditions.
Like all faerie music, Faeries Wear Boots’ sound is equally enchanting and eerie - gentle and dangerous simultaneously. They come from a world where haunting flutes and didgeridoos mingle with the distinctive sound of the Irish banjo, bodhran and bouzouki, all complimented by the unexpected twist of an electric guitar accompaniment. These faeries particularly enjoy lulling you into a state of pure bliss with a delicate hornpipe, before an unexpected key change lurches the tune head over heels in to a frenzied reel that echoes with the stomping beat of a hundred faerie feet!
2009 sees this excitable band of trooping faeries stronger than ever, with a string of festival performances lined up and a pocketful of new tunes to get Europe dancing! Never the subtlest of bands, you’ll recognise them by their distinctive Celtic tunes, frantic rhythms and (of course) very big boots.
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.
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Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life and to everything. Plato
Thank you! You truly honor me with the gift of your friendship and music!
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