THE CHIEFTAINS
Recording years |
Main genre |
Music sample |
1964–2012 |
Folk (Celtic) |
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Tracks: 1) ’Sé Fáth Mo
Bhuartha (Slow Air) / The Lark On The Strand (Jig) / An Fhallaingín
Mhuimhneach (Air) / Trim The Velvet (Reel); 2) An Comhra Donn, Murphy’s
Hornpipe (Hornpipes); 3) Caílin Na Gruaige Doinne (Slow Air); 4) Comb
Your Hair And Curl It / The Boys Of Ballisodare (Slip And Hop Jig); 5) The
Musical Priest / The Queen Of May (Reels); 6) The Walls Of Liscarroll (Jig);
7) A Dhruimfhionn Donn Dílis (Slow Air); 8) The Connemara Stocking /
The Limestone Rock / Dan Breen’s (Reels); 9) Casdh An tSúgáin;
10) The Boy In The Gap (Uilleann Pipes Solo / Reel); 11) Saint Mary’s, Church
Street (Polkas) / Garrett Barry, The Battering Ram (Jigs) / Kitty Goes
A-Milking, Rakish Paddy (Reels). |
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REVIEW Although
the Chieftains were certainly not the first band to perform and record
samples of Irish folk music — the Clancy Brothers preceded them by a good
decade or so — it could, arguably, be stated that they were the first band
(or, at least, the first reasonably well-known band) to promote it in a
starkly uncompromising fashion. And it is certainly easier to trace the roots
of all sorts of Celtic-influenced folk-rock and prog-rock, from Fairport
Convention to Alan Stivell to Gryphon etc., to the quintessentially musical
sound of the Chieftains than to the pub-style shanties of the Clancies (which
were great in their own way, but are likely to have had more significant
influence on singer-songwriters — and maybe the Pogues as well). |
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Curiously, unlike the other famous Irish folk outfit
who also had their debut record the same year — the Dubliners — and who would
then go on a prominent recording spree, the Chieftains only managed to put
out one LP in the years between 1963 and 1969. One reason for that might have
been the «semi-professional» status of the band throughout the decade,
meaning that it was probably difficult to combine day jobs with studio time.
Another reason, however, was that there clearly could not have been much
commercial demand for the Chieftains’ music, certainly not in 1964, when the
popularity of Irish folk more or less followed along the same lines as
popularity of folk music in general — which was, on the whole, expected to be
small-scale and vocal. The Clancy Brothers were en vogue because they could
be digested by the same brain cells that were responsible for the Seekers, or
for Peter, Paul & Mary. Mary O’Hara enjoyed success because she could
follow up Joan Baez and Shirley Collins with her sweet and tender balladry. Then along came the Chieftains and began playing
traditional jigs, reels, and airs — without singing a single note! — not to
mention daring to print most of the titles to these songs in Irish, which, as
we all know, no sane person can even pronounce, due to the crazyass
antiquated Irish orthography. They’d also released the record on the
little-known Claddagh label, set up by Garech á Brun in 1959 to
accommodate artists specializing in authentic Irish music and, as of 1964,
seemingly having accommodated nobody except for Leo Rowsome, a classic master
of the uilleann pipes (ever tried listening to a solo album of uilleann pipes
in one setting? then mister you’re a better masochist than I). Little wonder
that few in the musical world outside of Dublin at the time paid much
attention to Paddy Moloney, the presiding Chieftain, and his merry mates
Michael Tubridy, Sean Potts, David Fallon, and Martin Fay. Frankly, with so much Celtic music in so many
«authentic» and «tampered» varieties on the market these days, it is hard for
me to say if the value of The
Chieftains somehow remains relevant or if the record only plays out as a
museum piece. It is, as far as I know, one of the first, if not the very first, (semi-)professionally
played and properly recorded 40-minute sample of the various styles of
instrumental Irish music — full-on revivalism, with no attempts to somehow
sweeten or modernize the sound for the general public of the 1960s. It
dispels the then-prevailing perception of Irish music as friendly drunk bar
songs; however, it does not dispel the perception of Irish music as
pre-eminently dance-oriented music, with most of the tunes clearly marked as
a «jig» or a «reel», with a couple «polkas» thrown in for good measure. (At
least, since it’s all so clearly delineated in the liner notes, the album is
an excellent starter for helping the uninitiated finally understand the
difference between the cha-choom
cha-choom cha-choom cha-choom JIG and
the cha-cha-choom-choom-choom
cha-cha-choom-choom-choom REEL). The several «slow airs» spread through the record
might be its most important parts: they are played by Paddy himself on the
proverbial uilleann pipes (more rarely, and sometimes in a duet with Sean
Potts, on tin whistles — "the humblest but not the least sweet of our
traditional instruments", as the liner notes describe). This is a bit of
a challenge for those with sensitive ears; if you can actually feel the
tenderness and courteousness in the notes of ‘Caílin Na Gruaige
Doinne’ (‘The Brown-Haired Girl’), I envy you — and double so for ‘An
Dhruimfhionn Donn Dílis’, on which the pipes reach out for even higher
notes in solemn anthemic fashion. I can’t bloody well listen to this, but I
can certainly tip my hat to the bravery of the good Irish lads who dared to
record it. As for the dance tunes, one bit of «compromise» —
unless this is also a reflection of some local dance tradition — is that many
of these are reduced to relatively short bits and spliced together in lengthy
medleys, sometimes with but a slight change of melody, other times with a
major change of pace (there are medleys integrating jigs and reels, reels and
polkas, or even inserting a slow air in between). Do not, therefore, be
afraid of 7- or 8-minute long tracks, because all of them will be shifting
gears every 2 minutes or so — which is, of course, especially important since
this kind of music surmises no soloing or improvisation, just strict rhythmic
melodies for dancing partners to follow. Needless to say, individual highlights are all but
impossible to pick, though my own ear found itself a bit more attached to the
medley of ‘The Musical Priest / The Queen Of May’, free of percussion and
sounding like a cute pixie dance for the first minute, when it’s just a tin
whistle and what seems to be a lightly plucked fiddle, unless I am mistaken.
It is fun to follow the build-up, with the whistle initiating the proceedings
and the fiddle later catching up with the little guy — then, after the first
part of the medley is over, the cycle being repeated for ‘The Queen Of May’
(which, like the good old-fashioned reel it is, honestly sounds almost
identical to its predecessor). But that’s just me anyway; you might find yourself more closely
drawn to the fuller-sounding tunes, or even, God help us, the uilleann pipe
solos. It is also worth reading the liner notes by
Seán Mac Réamoinn — short and, thankfully, more on the
informative than the dithyrambic side, at least after the first couple of
paragraphs: for instance, they let us know that one of the components of the
opening medley (‘An Fhallaingín Mhuimhneach’) was allegedly brought to
Ireland from Spain by an Armada survivor in the late 16th century — a
statement I find hard to believe, failing to hear any Spanish influence in
the tune, but then again, who knows what tricky paths of evolution it could
have taken over the next three hundred years — especially in the light of the
Chieftains’ own evolution, which would, over the next ten years, take them to some completely different places. Yet
this is where it all began, and unless you are alergic to all Celtic folk
music with pre-1970s arrangement and production values (for which I won’t
judge you), it is well worth checking out. |