Stevie Dunne Tenor Banjo Workshop

Written by Paul Conlon. Posted in News

The very talented Stevie Dunne shared his banjo style techniques to a full capacity of inspired banjo enthusiasts at the Belfast Trad Banjo workshop in June 2016. Great tunes & tips to take with us after 4 hours of pure banjo mastery….cheers Stevie

Each year the Belfast Trad Society host a banjo workshop among others held at the crescent arts centre. This year we hosted Stevie Dunne who’s style and repertoire are strongly influenced by Ulster role models such as Cathal Hayden, Martin Hayes and Josephine Keegan. As a follow up to the class I have included some audio samples and video recordings from the workshop, many thanks to Phil and Kevin for that. 

This is a selection of the audio recordings taken from Stevie’s tenor banjo workshop on Sat 11th June 2016. I have some video which will be loaded up soon.


 

Recording 1.

Recording 2.

Recording 3.

Recording 4.

Recording 5.

Recording 6.

Recording 7.

Recording 7. (slowed down)

Recording 8.

Recording 9.

Recording 9. (slowed down)

Recording 10.

Recording 11.

 

 


 

This is a video taken from the Banjoy workshop in Germany in March 2016

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First selection of audio from workshop

 

The Rocky Road to Dublin Lyrics

Written by Paul Conlon. Posted in News

Lyrics

All in the merry month of May,

from me home I started,
Left the girls o’ Tuam
nearly broken-hearted
Saluted father dear,
kissed me darling mother
Drank a pint o’ beer,
me grieves and tears to smother,
then off to reap the corn,
leave where I was born
Cut a stout blackthorn,
to banish ghost and goblins
[In a] brand new pair of brogues,
I rattled o’er the bogs,
a-frightenin’ all the dogs,
on the rocky road to Dublin1, 2, 3, 4, 5

Hunt the hare and turn her down
The rocky road and all the way to Dublin
A-whack-fa-lal-de-rah

In Mullingar that night
I rested limbs so weary
Started by daylight,
next morning bright and early
Took a drop o’ the pure,
tae keep me heart from sinkin’
That’s the Paddy’s cure,
Whenever he’s on the drinkin’
Now see the lassies smile,
Laughing all the while,
At me curious style,
‘Twould set your heart a-bubblin’
Asking was I hired,
Wages I required
‘Til I was almost tired
Of the rocky road to Dublin
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 …

In Dublin next arrived,
I thought it such a pity
To be so soon deprived
A view o’ that fine city
When I took a stroll,
all among the quality,
me bundle it was stolen
in that neat locality
A something crossed me mind
When I looked behind
Nay bundle I could finde
Upon me stick a-wobblin’
Inquiring for the rogue,
They said me Connacht brogue
It wasn’t much in vogue
On that rocky road to Dublin

1, 2, 3, 4, 5 …

From there I got away,
Me spirits never failing
Landed on the quay
Just as the ship was sailing
Captain at me roared,
Said that nay had he,
When I jumped aboard,
A cabin found for Paddy’s
Doon among the pigs,
I played some funny rigs,
I danced some hearty jigs
The water ‘round me bubblin’
Off to Hollishead(?),
Wished meself was dead,
Or better far instead
On the rocky road to Dublin

1, 2, 3, 4, 5 …

The boys of Liverpool,
when I safely landed,
called meself a fool
I could no longer stand it,
blood began to boil,
me temper I was losing
poor old Erin’s isle
they began abusing
“Hurrah me soul!” says I
Shillelagh I let fly,
Some Galway boys were nigh,
Saw I was a-wobbelin’
With a loud “Hurray!”
They joined in the afray
We quickly cleared the way,
For the rocky road to Dublin

1, 2, 3, 4, 5
Hunt the hare and turn her down
The rocky road, and all the way to Dublin
A-whack-fa-lal-de-rah

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