I was blessed to in the audience for this great night @ Nighthawks in The Cobalt Cafe, Dublin 1. In fact you can even hear a bit of me reciting the poem along with Glen, I am up front with the hat on, and he was even kind enough to have me recite a poem myself just before he sung this.
For info on Nighthawks:
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=42474464173
Email: nighthawksindublin@gmail.com
The proceeds of the night went to: http://www.msf.ie/ for the people of Haiti
This was originally posted by Mixtape.ie here: http://www.mixtape.ie/?p=1011 and was recorded on the 29th of January 2010.
Acts on the night were:
Glen Hansard: http://www.theswellseason.com/
Mark Geary: http://www.markgeary.com/
Colm Keegan: http://theblogsthejob.blogspot.com/
Stephen James Smith: http://www.StephenJamesSmith.com
Thanks to:
Stephen Kennedy
Colm Keegan
John Marshall
Paul Murphy
BrightSky: http://brightsky.ie/
MixTape: http://www.mixtape.ie/
The Cobalt Cafe
For info on the poem Raglan Road by Patrick Kavanagh go here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/On_Raglan_Road
On Raglan Road on an autumn day I met her first and knew
That her dark hair would weave a snare that I might one day rue;
I saw the danger, yet I walked along the enchanted way,
And I said, let grief be a fallen leaf at the dawning of the day.
On Grafton Street in November we tripped lightly along the ledge
Of the deep ravine where can be seen the worth of passion's pledge,
The Queen of Hearts still making tarts and I not making hay -
O I loved too much and by such and such is happiness thrown away.
I gave her gifts of the mind I gave her the secret sign that's known
To the artists who have known the true gods of sound and stone
And word and tint. I did not stint for I gave her poems to say.
With her own name there and her own dark hair like clouds over fields of May
On a quiet street where old ghosts meet I see her walking now
Away from me so hurriedly my reason must allow
That I had wooed not as I should a creature made of clay -
When the angel woos the clay he'd lose his wings at the dawn of day.
Patrick Kavanagh
SOOOOooooo jealous! I am glad I wasn't there because I would have probably made an absolute fool of myself being that close to Glen Hansard. No really, I so want to see him in this type of environment, and he never comes near where I live. Again, so jealous of you lucky lucky people. Glen Hansard is so incredible! The best! Love him. Is there anyone in Ireland that can't sing? Thanks for this post.
Sueshetlandsoon 1 month ago
@Sueshetlandsoon ha, he is not too bad alright. It was a fun night. I guess us Irish are a talented bunch.
mrstephenjamessmith 1 month ago
@mrstephenjamessmith Nice website you got there too. Now it is official, I am in love with all Irish folks. I am moving to Ireland so I can be blessed in the presence of such talent!!! And yes, I hear you and that lovely woman.
Sueshetlandsoon 2 weeks ago
@Sueshetlandsoon You will be sick of us after a week! ;)
mrstephenjamessmith 2 weeks ago
who's up for a duet with glen and the woman we hear but don't see. give that lady a mic.............
hyperguy79 1 year ago
@hyperguy79 yeap! you can actually hear me too but im just reciting and not singing, i didnt want folks ear to bleed!
mrstephenjamessmith 1 year ago