Maldon Kangaroo Hotel Irish SessionsDates for 2019
First Sunday of each month from 2.00pm to 4.00pm.
Come along and join in playing Irish reels and jigs.Quote:
Gerald of Wales (Norman propagandist, c.1146-1223) The Irish and their music….
“The only thing to which I find that this people apply a commendable industry is playing upon musical instruments; in which they are incomparably more skilful than any other nation I have ever seen. For their modulation on these instruments, unlike that of the Britons to which I am accustomed, is not slow and harsh, but lively and rapid, while the harmony is both sweet and gay. It is astonishing that in so complex and rapid a movement of the fingers, the musical proportions can be preserved…….. it must be remarked however, that both Scotland and Wales strive to rival Ireland in the art of music……”
"Thanks for the Fiddle Camp. I think the tutors were great and the programme and numbers really good. It was a bit like a fiddle boot-camp in terms of accelerated learning."
"I had a great time, learned some great tunes and picked up some good tips."
"I had a great time. The main attraction for me was the intensiveness of a full weekend of playing Irish music with like minded people. Was nice to catch up with fellow previous fiddle campers also. Keep up the good work. "
"The function of music is to release us from the tyranny of conscious thought."
"The violin is one of the most beautiful artifacts ever created by man and one of the most elusive to handle. It is this elusiveness that adds to its magic, for unless you become its slave the violin will take its revenge and withold its manifold voices and you will be left holding a lovely piece of musical furniture, offended and inert."
(1916 - 1999 )
"For over a third of a century I have been waiting, watching, hoping
and praying, that God might inspire some Irishman, or association of Irishmen, to collect and publish just such a work as "The Music of Ireland"- the grand old music-the weird, wild and mournful reel tunes that entranced me when a child, a youth, and a man, in the street or barn, at the bonfire or on the hilltop; the music, the never to be forgotten strains that often alternately flame or freeze-that made me when a child, sitting beneath the fiddler's chair, weep with delight or sadness, a condition of mind impossible to describe."
Patrick O'Leary writing to O'Neill about his collection of Irish melodies
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