Ian has been playing the violin since he was the tender age of 7 after being offered free violin lessons at school ! He attended the Guildhall School of Music in London but then decided to pursue a Folk career, firstly playing with the band "Hockett" who later went on to provide most of the music for the film "The Wicker Man".
He then joined "Bully Wee" in 1975 and continued to play around the World and they even got themselves into the "Who's Who of Folk".
The band split in 1983 and Ian then played with Colin Reece for a few years touring Germany and releasing the "Face to Face" album.
In 1990 he got together with Doug Hudson and "The Hot Rats" were formed, the band that Ian plays with mostly today.
He also tours once a year with the legendary "Feast of Fiddles" and is now in collaboration with Dave Cousins and Chas Cronk from "The Strawbs".
Slaughterhouse and 50 Channels by the Bully Wee Band are now available on itunes Click here for details
The Irish outlaw Reilly Ramones is not rambling along rainy green Irish valleys. This time he troubles the spotless under the hot Mexican sun and drowns Mariachi trumpets in Guinness. Come and listen to the fine crossover of traditional irish tunes, Rock'n Roll and Hip Hop on the new album "Kind Of Green". www. myspace. com/insearchofarose or www. insearchofarose. de
Thanks for your comment! Unfortunately, I haven't played in England for quite some time. But next time, I hope we can have the opportunity to gig. Same thing if you ever come to France by the way. 'Hope to hear from you soon All the best.
Hi Ian thanx for the add. Love the tunes, It is a long time since I saw you play. In fact it was when Bully Wee were doing the BFG circuit in the late seventies. Glad to have found your site. Cheers Ian
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace -
2 of 230, walkaboutsverse.741.com: 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.
