City Folk Club Mission Statement...
We live in challenging times that are subject to constant change and uncertainty.
We are having to get used to living in different ways, being more flexible and effective whilst maintaining the standards and behavior that society expects.
Here at the City Folk Club we have been working hard to provide a wide range of options to meet the demands of these difficult times.
We hope you will find something of use in the services we offer...
Today the City Folk Club is a very different organization from it's inception, over 107 years ago.
Originally the City Folk Club began life as a small U.K. based group with just a handful of employees and voluntary workers.
From modest beginnings we have grown to be the leading organization in our field, expanding to world wide proportions.
Now our client base have a wide choice of how they can implement the City Folk Club's methods and practices in everyday life.
We always welcome feedback on our ideas, and remain ever vigilant.
Now over to Marcel Marceau to introduce this weeks goings on....
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Everything Is Fine: David
And I Love Her: Bill 1:2
Last Of The Great Whales: John
Next Time Around: Eddie
Joan Of Arc: Jane/Dave
My Darling/Gillian's Apple: Mick
I'm Tired Of Running Out Of Your Back Door When Your Old Man Comes Back Home: Peter
Rose: Jasmine
The Cock Linnet Song: Ray
Sheep Crook And Black Dog: Anne
I Will Be There: Olivia
Never Any Good: Mike
By The Shade Of The Old Apple Tree: Bill 1:1
There But For Fortune: Lynda/Paul
My Little Rovin' Sailor: Jenny/Bill 1:1
Help Me Make It Through The Night: Paul
Ritchie Graham: Colin
Stoking The Fire: David
Emerald Dew In The Morning: Bill 1:2
Sweet Reconciliation: John
My Lady Of Autumn: Eddie
I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry: Jane/Dave
Julia Cliffin/Din Tarrants: Mick
What Colour Is The Wind?: Peter
I Wish I Was Back On The Farm: Ray
The Bonny Light-Horseman: Anne
Pattens: Mike
What Should I Write: Phine
Island Of Dreams: Lynda/Paul
?: Bill 1:1
Watch out for video evidence of this evenings performers which will be posted on this blog in a kind of ad-hoc way until then you can find them all here:
http://uk.youtube.com/user/nolicnotrut
A chronicle of 'doings' for posterity... and other things of little consequence!
Monday, September 29, 2008
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Paul invokes Dampness (d'yah see what I did there...?)
Sadly the song makes no mention of what was done with all the waste matter produced by the passengers or why the unicorns missed the trip...
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
'Your' Song...?
Occasionally people get upset when others perform what they perceive as ‘their’ song. In less mature years I have been guilty of such an inappropriate attitude. Since puberty is just around the corner, I repent!
We’re in the folk world here. Almost everything is in the public domain. Unless you have penned it yourself, there is no such thing as ‘your’ song. (OK, let’s agree that self-penned material belongs in the folk world.)
At another club one of our regular participants was strongly advised against singing a well-known Irish song because ‘someone else sings that.’ “Outrageous!” say I. It is a travesty that this valuable singer was seriously discouraged, for many months thereafter, from public performance.
A folk song belongs to us all. Any one song may be part of many people’s repertoires. Ownership thereof is ephemeral. Such possession exists exclusively for the duration of a performance. In a good rendition the performer temporarily makes it his/her own, shares it, and generously gives it away.
We’re in the folk world here. Almost everything is in the public domain. Unless you have penned it yourself, there is no such thing as ‘your’ song. (OK, let’s agree that self-penned material belongs in the folk world.)
At another club one of our regular participants was strongly advised against singing a well-known Irish song because ‘someone else sings that.’ “Outrageous!” say I. It is a travesty that this valuable singer was seriously discouraged, for many months thereafter, from public performance.
A folk song belongs to us all. Any one song may be part of many people’s repertoires. Ownership thereof is ephemeral. Such possession exists exclusively for the duration of a performance. In a good rendition the performer temporarily makes it his/her own, shares it, and generously gives it away.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Beresford Greene Speaks (third fit)....
We just have to admit it guys. Friday 19th Sept was a bit of a girls night. Yes it may hurt to admit their strengths but alas we must. Not for these ladies is a drudge life only of the washing, ironing, cooking & sewing Oh no! These girls sing as they go through the washing up too. The clanking of the dishes & the cutlery are a mere percussive prelude to what is to follow.
Their voices, attuned to the screeching of orders & nagging that normally sends fear through the hearts of strong men, are transformed into the sweetest sounding instruments of quality. Tiny, pretty, (& clean) fingers hover delicately over keys & strings. On Friday evenings at The Regnum Club all our differences are set aside as they go headlong into their measures. Those elevated tones cut through the musical accompaniment in a way that the men can never do. It is a veritable come-uppence for us to have to admit this arena suits them.
Then there is the choice of material. Where the men so often choose stuff that gives a clue to the depths of despair about what might have been, these wonderful creatures seem to be rejoicing & set to reminding us of all that can be so beautiful as they reminisce on past loves that have left for them, a lasting positive memory. This then raises the prospect of imaginary passion within the weak males. Is this guys, what we are missing just because we won't wash up!
But on Saturday morning they will have returned to normal as we settle down with a crate of beer to watch the big game on TV. Slap!
By the way, I may not be along for a week or two.
Berry
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