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Christy and Declan @Carré 2011

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Tue 4 Oct – Christy Moore, Declan Sinnott

From Christy's newsletter: Chat - October 2011
After a grand bit of Wuppertal Goulash and Gutersloh apple juice we took off down the Autobahn with Kraftwerk and hastened towards Amsterdam, getting in at 2 am. The pillows were fluffed and the hot water bottles in place as we settled down after a good days work and play.

A free day in Amsterdam. For 3 hours I walked to, from and around Fondel Park, a beautiful oasis in a dangerous city. I managed to avoid cars, trams, buses, horses, bicycles, skaters and skateboarders only to get run down by a pedestrian. Years ago I spent my free days and nights here in the bars and hash dens of Amsterdam... much safer places then walking the pavements. Some of the cyclists are like stasi on wheels! It is a lovely park to wander about, all human life is there. I love this city. I have never been in any of the Galleries or Museums but it's nice to know that they are there. I love the mix of Amsterdam, I love the cycling ethos. Great to watch two Rozzers on horseback going yakkity yak around the park oblivious to the world around them. Then I came across a crime scene that was different, hundreds of sightseers with phones and cameras, so much audience it was impossible to figure out what went down. It may well have been a confused (visiting) pedestrian run down by a cyclist busy reading his/her emails. A dinner of cous cous and strong coffee and now I await Declan, we will top off the free day with a few tunes and a bit of banter "Pedal On Pedal On Pedal On".

Word has come from Vancouver that Doug Lang's mother has passed. We send him our condolences. Doug is a singer and songwriter who posts the most beautiful videos on our sister site. He takes songs and illustrates them with photos. His montages can be found at 4711ers.org (scroll down to "off topic but musical"). He has introduced us to many's the gem. His mother had been ill for some time and was a good age, neither of which will lessen the pain of her passing.
I have been thinking a lot of my own father in recent days. Andy Moore passed on October 8th 1956 when I was 11. These days he walks beside me and it feels good.

After The Carre Hall in Amsterdam
A bit tired tonight, bit of a chill in the bones, feeling a bit empty but enough left to write that it was a good night. The audience sang and requested songs like Yellow Triangle, Natives, Sonny's Dream, Rory is Gone, they sang too as we played a two hour set...

Wise and Holy Woman
Natives
Quiet Desperation
16 Jolly Ravers
Biko Drum
Beeswing
Missing You
Chicago
Sonny's Dream
No Time for Love
Yellow triangle
This is The Day
The Well below the Valley
The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll
Does This train stop on Merseyside
Weekend in Amsterdam
Quinte Brigada
Corrina
North and South
Ride On
Back home in Derry
Nancy Spain
Black Colour
Lisdoonvarna
Voyage
Rory is Gone
Cliffs of Dooneen
Haiti.

Don't quite know where the last song came from, had no intention of playing it. We came back out for a second encore and were about to launch into an up tempo, sure-fire satisfier but, thankfully, Haiti started up instead and we nailed it. Wrote this song last year with John Spillane. It is on the forthcoming album "Folk Tale". It's always a buzz when a new song gets nailed in the live arena.

We met up with a team of 4711ers after tonight's gig. It is always good to meet up with such a great group of listeners. They made for a happy gathering, it was icing on the cake at the half way point of our brief European Tour. My brother Andy was over from The Banks of The Lee, he brought me up to date with all the news from the Presidential elections and also the latest from our Rugby Squad way down there in New Zealand. Then back to the scratcher to rest up for tomorrow's fun in Antwerp, Belgium...

(In Keith Richard's book " Life"...he writes "Sometimes people ask ' why don't you give it all up'?
I don't think they understand what I get out of this. I can't retire until I croak. I don't do this just for money nor am I doing it just for you. I do this for me.")


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