betty corrigal's lament

betty corrigal's lament

betty corrigal's lament

Leaving Stoer (Ivan Drever)

joey the duck was extremely cool

Everyone knew Joey "the Duck" was cool, especially when he hung about the pool with two chicks on his shoulder.




apologies for the lack of accordions in this one! all the best, badlybruisedbob


http://www.youtube.com/user/badlybruisedbob

old accordeons

A friend of mine inherited these two old accordions and wants to know whats their value or quality. any help would be appreciated, regards bob

Leaving Leaving Stoer

I have been playing Leaving Stoer by Ivan Drever for a fair few weeks now.

Constantly playing it. The tune is implanted on my brain like at tattoo, for good or bad. (Check out Ivan Drever's original)

I don't even think the version I got down on video was close to the place I wanted to take the tune.

(You can play something as perfect as heck but then when that camera goes on sure as hack it comes out different; sometimes better, sometimes worse! Any one else feel this? Is it stage fright? Answers on a postcard to the usual address!)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qGMikU4ISrY

But leave it (Leaving Stoer) I must, and learn new tunes. In the pipeline is a bothy ballad from Turrif (barnyards of dalgetty) among other trad tunes, and a slow air Betty Corrigal's Lament by Murray Grainger (correct this if it is wrong, he is the dude that plays all the musicroom online accordions by the way). In anyway enough about the accordion dude and back to Betty Corrigal. Now I think if ANYBODY deserves a lament I think Betty Corrigal's ghost deserves one...

Now read on...

Betty lived on the island of Hoy in 1770's. When she was 27 she became pregnant to her sailor boyfriend. The young man however abandoned her and fled without her away across the foam to god know's where land. Back in those days medals and houses were not handed out to single mothers. Her own people castigated her for the shame she had brought upon the community, and I guess the pressure was unbearable for the outcast Betty.

One day she attempted to kill herself by walking into the sea. But a local fisherman came to her rescue. The next day she was found hanging from a tree. And the Church refused to bury her, as did the Lairds of the land. And so Betty was buried on unconsecrated land, at peace.

If only her troubles ended with earthly existence...

In 1933 her coffin was discovered by two turf diggers who consulted the local postmaster. Her body had been preserved by the boggy conditions. The Kirkwall police where then called. The body was examined and then laid to rest in the same spot she was originally buried.

But her misery still wasn't over. In 1941 the British Army was stationed on Hoy. Some young recruits found the coffin, and brought poor Betty back to their Quarters as a morbid joke. In the fresh air she rapidly deteriorated. When officers found out about these activities she was duly returned to her place of burial, this time hopefully for good.

A fibreglass cross was erected to mark her resting point in 1976.

lovely tune though...

regards

bob

PS pop songs are off the menu for atleast a month as I left all my sheet music for such songs in Scotland before leaving for work

Badly Bruised Blog: What is with the ketchup?

Badly Bruised Blog: What is with the ketchup?

What is with the ketchup?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CJUJAeG1sCQ

People keep asking me what is it with the ketchup in my two bob dylan covers. I would love to give a long winded explanation, and say that is allegoric of all the pain in the world, and a spirit level of our spiritual loneliness in a world without magic. But these are simple lies. The truth is alot more disturbing. It pains me to admit this. I am, and have been for some time now, addicted to a certain variety of Ketchup. I cannot function without my fix of Ketchup daily. Most food will get zapped with it before ingestion. And so to that fateful day of recording those videos...

I had arrived at work off a plane that morning at 6 am. I had traveled for 24 hours. I then worked a 12 hour shift. Tired and hungry I unpacked my bags (including several kilos of the Ketchup substance) i was barely finished when the Stella (the accordion) caught my eye...
Several tunes later I was blissfully unaware of my half unpacked bag, or tragically the stray bottle of ketchup that lay beside me on the bed....

I am willing to get help for the ketchup addiction and believe it won't end up ruining my life...

regards

Bob

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test blog

in reference to: YouTube - Broadcast Yourself. (view on Google Sidewiki)

Badly Bruised Blogger

Howdy bloggers

This is my first test Blog. I am an accordion playing engineer posted in Scotland. You can see my musical (mis)adventures on http://www.youtube.com/user/badlybruisedbob or
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LoSnuuiCwa8 as badly bruised bob...

talk later

bob