In article <0lkvn0hlrp8p42krfnbfmrqd2333r4frfl@4ax.com>,
stoney@the.net says...

On Tue, 26 Oct 2004 14:16:41 GMT, Siobhan Burke
<siobhan.burke@CARRIERatt.net> wrote:

In article <417ba712_3@newsfeed.slurp.net>, tracker99
@spamenot.foxinternet.net says...

Siobhan Burke wrote:

<snip >

One foggy evening in Santa Cruz, CA, I was walking home and
heard pipes playing a lament. I followed the sound and found
the piper--she said that her roommates wouldn't let her practice
in the house. :) But it's an indelible memory, the sound of the
sea in the background and haunting sound of the pipes through
the fog.

I play piobaireachd which always sounds like a lament. :) It's amazing
to play someplace where you don't see a single person around and you
come out of that "zoned out into the music" place to see a dozen people
standing about listening.

There used to be a busking piper in Berkeley, CA, that would
do requests. He always, always was the center of a crowd.

The pipes do pull at something in the people
who enjoy them.

I always love that scene in the (vastly unhistorical) film
"Mary, Queen of Scots" (the Vanessa Redgrave one) where she is
leading her army to the sounds of pipes and drums, with the
banners flying. Golly!

Those that hate them, however..........

Oh, yeah. "Sounds like you have a cat under your arm, biting
its tail..."

I bet hearing them in that setting started the
chills down your spine!

It did. The lament that she was playing was "Lochaber No
More" (or something like that), truly beautiful. I eventually
got that one on a Boys of the Loch album of the same name.
Still have the album, but no longer have a turntable for the
stereo. :(

I'll transfer it to CD for you if you pay the postage both ways.

I appreciate it, but we're planning on getting a burner in a
couple of months, and borrowing a turntable for a while. Now,
*that* ought to be interesting! Thanks, though, anyway.

In article <417e61f0_2@newsfeed.slurp.net>, tracker99
@spamenot.foxinternet.net says...

Siobhan Burke wrote:

In article <417ba712_3@newsfeed.slurp.net>, tracker99
@spamenot.foxinternet.net says...

Siobhan Burke wrote:

<snip >

One foggy evening in Santa Cruz, CA, I was walking home and
heard pipes playing a lament. I followed the sound and found
the piper--she said that her roommates wouldn't let her practice
in the house. :) But it's an indelible memory, the sound of the
sea in the background and haunting sound of the pipes through
the fog.

I play piobaireachd which always sounds like a lament. :) It's amazing
to play someplace where you don't see a single person around and you
come out of that "zoned out into the music" place to see a dozen people
standing about listening.

There used to be a busking piper in Berkeley, CA, that would
do requests. He always, always was the center of a crowd.

The pipes do pull at something in the people
who enjoy them.

I always love that scene in the (vastly unhistorical) film
"Mary, Queen of Scots" (the Vanessa Redgrave one) where she is
leading her army to the sounds of pipes and drums, with the
banners flying. Golly!

Those that hate them, however..........

Oh, yeah. "Sounds like you have a cat under your arm, biting
its tail..."

Or the poor old lady at a retirement home our band played at. She
walked up behind one of the pipers and started yelling, "Stop killing
those piiiiiggggggssss!!!!" LOL!

I bet hearing them in that setting started the
chills down your spine!

It did. The lament that she was playing was "Lochaber No
More" (or something like that), truly beautiful. I eventually
got that one on a Boys of the Loch album of the same name.
Still have the album, but no longer have a turntable for the
stereo. :(

I was going to post the link for the St. Laurence O'Toole Pipe Band.
They have a wonderful version of "Dawning of the Day" where they have a
solo piper playing it as a slow air, then the rest of the pipes come in
playing it as a march and then the drums come in on the repeat. Great
stuff! But the wee buggers have different tunes up on their website
now. :( I've saved it as a sound file if you want me to email it to you.

I really appreciate the offer, but if it's over a meg, well,
no. <whispers--> I'm still on dial-up. :(

In article <417c7d79_3@newsfeed.slurp.net>, tracker99
@spamenot.foxinternet.net says...

stoney wrote:

On Sun, 24 Oct 2004 06:04:21 -0700, "B. Kildow"
<tracker99@spamenot.foxinternet.net> wrote:

Siobhan Burke wrote:

In article <417900be_1@newsfeed.slurp.net>, tracker99
@spamenot.foxinternet.net says...

[]

One foggy evening in Santa Cruz, CA, I was walking home and
heard pipes playing a lament. I followed the sound and found
the piper--she said that her roommates wouldn't let her practice
in the house. :) But it's an indelible memory, the sound of the
sea in the background and haunting sound of the pipes through
the fog.

I play piobaireachd which always sounds like a lament. :) It's amazing
to play someplace where you don't see a single person around and you
come out of that "zoned out into the music" place to see a dozen people
standing about listening. The pipes do pull at something in the people
who enjoy them. Those that hate them, however.......... I bet hearing
them in that setting started the chills down your spine!

I had never heard of them so did a search online.
No offense, but they come across to me as "bagpipes lite."

Nope, piobaireachd is actually "ceol mhor": "big music". Marches,
reels, jigs, strathspeys and the like are "ceol beag": "light music".
It's also the oldest form of pipe music we've got. And you either love
it or hate it, kind of like the pipes! ;)

Pamela Dean, in _Tam Lin_ refers to the ceol mohr as the
music that pipers play for themselves. Admittedly, the piper in
question was using it to clear an auditorium of a dilatory
audience...

In article <417c7d79_3@newsfeed.slurp.net>, tracker99
@spamenot.foxinternet.net says...

stoney wrote:

On Sun, 24 Oct 2004 06:04:21 -0700, "B. Kildow"
<tracker99@spamenot.foxinternet.net> wrote:

Siobhan Burke wrote:

In article <417900be_1@newsfeed.slurp.net>, tracker99
@spamenot.foxinternet.net says...

[]

One foggy evening in Santa Cruz, CA, I was walking home and
heard pipes playing a lament. I followed the sound and found
the piper--she said that her roommates wouldn't let her practice
in the house. :) But it's an indelible memory, the sound of the
sea in the background and haunting sound of the pipes through
the fog.

I play piobaireachd which always sounds like a lament. :) It's amazing
to play someplace where you don't see a single person around and you
come out of that "zoned out into the music" place to see a dozen people
standing about listening. The pipes do pull at something in the people
who enjoy them. Those that hate them, however.......... I bet hearing
them in that setting started the chills down your spine!

I had never heard of them so did a search online.
No offense, but they come across to me as "bagpipes lite."

Nope, piobaireachd is actually "ceol mhor": "big music". Marches,
reels, jigs, strathspeys and the like are "ceol beag": "light music".
It's also the oldest form of pipe music we've got. And you either love
it or hate it, kind of like the pipes! ;)

Pamela Dean, in _Tam Lin_ refers to the ceol mohr as the
music that pipers play for themselves. Admittedly, the piper in
question was using it to clear an auditorium of a dilatory
audience...