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This is a special apology for that tiny percentage of you who stop by here occasionalaly looking for a new Sunday Set.
Just so you know, I've got the tune list for the next edition all ready to go. Furthermore, the Whackadoodle and I have been diligently working on the playing and the singing during our evening walks down the alley and around the corner, not to mention during our weekly strolls along the sandy strip where the north arm of the big muddy meets the sea.
But I'm just too slammed with science geek stuff at the moment to get things recorded this weekend.
Anyway.
When I have to go to work on a Sunday, in this case to finish reading and ranking the latest batch of my colleagues' grant applications, I often like to let the musical algorithms run.
And this afternoon this, from the bastard who set me and my kids to 'forcing-our-music-on-strangers' thing off in the first place, popped up.
Watch for the foot stomp-induced pedal break at the 4:20 mark.
And what comes after, of course...
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And if you want to hear Mr. Hansard wax on, in that most Irish way of his, about all things musical, including why Van Morrison songs work for busking, give this a listen.
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2 comments:
Great set of pipes!
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Indeed.
If you can take what he says at face value (remembering that the serial fabricator Dylan is one of idols), Hansard developed said pipes by throwing his voice across Grafton St. in Dublin so that it would bounce back while he was working the crowd as a teenage busker.
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