We started off in 2003 playing several festivals, pubs and weird locations. These included Dehwelans, Lowender Peran, an North Cornwall Festival. By 2005 we were ready for a biggy. We went across to Ireland and beat the rest of the Celtic world in the PanCeltic Song Contest. Since then we have been fairly quiet... but St Piran's Day 2006 changed that... we're back and even making a film!
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.
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..?
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.
Hope you are SURVIVING these crazy economic times! Enjoy our new video "Whiskey Tonight" and stop by our site for a FREE download of the new song. Yes, something for FREE. Cheers!
Happy New Year... Stop by for a FREE download of "Whiskey Tonight", our first release in 2009 from the band's upcoming 7th CD - "Whiskey Tonight". The new song hits home with the same good time impact expected of an Indulger's song, heralding a return to our "rockin' irish pub sound". * * Stop by for your FREE download of the new song and all the best to you in 2009!
Matt, i'm organising a cornish day/night at the prince of wales in falmouth, fancy playing there? check out this on pledgebank. www.pledgebank.com/CornishNight
you guys were great on saturday in the keay! we now know what makes a winning entry in the pan-celtic, so are off to adapt the skeeal band set up acccordingly...
skeeal x
ps - splan - what a wicked word!
