#irishtown

[newyorkthegoldenage]

Travelling tin shop, Brooklyn, May 22, 1936.

This photograph was part of a group Abbott took in “Irishtown,” a slum of pre-Civil War houses nestled under the anchorage of the Manhattan Bridge. Lacking cellars, central heat, hot water, toilets, and bathtubs, many of the houses had been declared uninhabitable by the City. Vendors like the pots-and-pans salesman in Traveling Tin Shop were a disappearing breed when Abbott took this photograph, but they still serviced the City’s poorest neighborhoods. A public housing project now stands on the site of 115 Jay Street. In 1950, the entry ramps of the Brooklyn-Queens Expressway cut through the area and further marginalized it.

Photo: Berenice Abbott via Howard Greenberg Gallery

[streetsofdublin]

RINGSEND LIBRARY IS AN ART DECO BUILDING DESIGNED BY ROBERT SORLEY LAWRIE

This building was one of four similar libraries built by Dublin Corporation between 1935 and 1940 in the Dublin suburbs of Phibsborough, Ringsend, Drumcondra and Inchicore.

PHOTOGRAPHED USING AN OLD CANON 5D MKIII Ringsend Public Library is an art deco style public library in Ringsend, Dublin designed by Robert Sorley Lawrie working in the city architect’s office under Horace O’Rourke. This building was one of four similar libraries built by Dublin Corporation between 1935 and 1940 in the Dublin suburbs of Phibsborough, Ringsend, Drumcondra and Inchicore.

[stairnaheireann]

#OTD in 1651 – Surrender of Limerick.

Oliver Cromwell’s New Model Army had taken control of the eastern part of Ireland, forcing the Irish Confederates west of the River Shannon to Athlone, Galway, and Limerick. Cromwell left Ireland in May 1650, leaving the army under the command of his son-in-law, Henry Ireton. After a failed attempt to take Limerick in October 1650, Ireton spent the winter preparing for a new offensive. Limerick…

[joliealexaposts]

House Repairs and Maintenance is one of the best companies in Ireland. They offer Painting and Decorating Services in Irishtown. They specialize in Property Maintenance Interior Painting and Exterior Painting Wallpapering.

[sl-newsie]

American Woman (Thomas Shelby x American OC) Ch. 29: I Hope You're Happy

Masterlist: https://www.tumblr.com/sl-newsie/739551758747090944/american-woman-thomas-shelby-x-american-oc?source=share

Beep! Beep!

“Get a move on!”

“Watch it, toots!”

The streets of Brooklyn are one of the aspects of home that aren’t the best. But in a strange way the shouting brings a form of comfort to me. All these people, all different backgrounds, scrambling around to make a living. Bunches of people crammed into a giant city.

And the boat docks bring in even more people.

“Grace! Thomas! Hello!” I shout over the noise and wave them over away from the crowd. “Welcome to Brooklyn, where everyone sounds angry but they’re actually not… Most of the time.”

The sight of their joined hands makes my smile falter by a hair. Lovely engagement ring. Relax, Steenstra. You should be honored they chose your country for a holiday. 

“Hello, Verena.” Thomas smiles politely, scanning the bustling streets. “We’ve got one week here. Since this is your turf, what should we know?”

I can handle playing tour guide. “First, you need to see Lady Liberty. Prospect Park is good too. Also be careful in ‘Hattan ‘cause there’s construction for the new Rockefeller Center.”

The whole time I’m speaking Grace looks at me with confusion. “Did you know we were coming?”

“I spoke of it in the letter I sent,” Thomas answers for me.

Grace, still looking at me, nods. “I see.”

Message received. This is my home but I’m not welcomed to visiting with them. 

“You need to have a drink in Irishtown. Find The Wicked Monk, the best Irish pub on the East Coast. And stop by our joint if you want! Father would be happy to meet you.”

Grace doesn’t like that one bit.

“I’ll leave you to see the sights. I’ve gotta get back home to the shop. Tot ziens! Was good seeing you!”

Back into the bustling noise. Good. It will drown out my anger… By seeing people shout who are much angrier than I am. Now my own home, my used-to-be haven, is now stained with jealousy because of their voyage.

Two years later.

Words. Words. Words. The only thing linking me to the Shelbys. After Thomas and Grace went back to Birmingham I waited to hear back from someone. Anyone. Anything saying when they want me back. Nothing was said. Only a few letters describing their new happy lives and how the company is growing. Everyone is happy…

“Verena! Over here!”

And today is another reminder of the happiness I’m leaving behind. The wedding I hoped for but will never have. 

“Thomas! It’s been too long!” I greet as I haul my trunk off the train. “Oh my, you haven’t changed a bit!”

Same clean-shaven handsome face, same sharp suit. 

“And you look stunning, as usual,” the gangster smiles. “Welcome back to Birmingham.”

We start walking off the platform, no doubt to a car he has waiting for us. It’s so good to see him it's all I can do not to hug him. To look at those eyes.

“I won’t be staying too long, I don’t want to impose-”

“Nonsense. There’s plenty of room,” Thomas replies with ease. In the corner of my eye I see him looking. “You’re wearing your hair in braids?”

I raise an eyebrow. “Is that a problem?���

“Guess not. ‘S just you’ve never done it before.”

“I do at home. Just thought I’d show some Dutch culture.”

Thomas chuckles. “You’re not going to start wearing clogs, are you?” 

I dramatically hold a hand up to stop him. “Heavens, no. That part of my heritage I can live without. But enough of me. How are you? This is a big day.”

A little enthusiasm doesn’t hurt. Despite my dislike for the given situation he still needs all the support he can get. I can tell his mind is in many places.

“‘M nervous,” Thomas says, anxiously rubbing his face. “But excited.”

“My brothers thought the exact same way on their wedding days.” With my free hand I give him a comforting pat on the back. “Don’t stress, it passes. Eoin nearly fainted on his wedding day.”

I was right. Today's car is a beautiful black Fiat 501. Thomas still spares no expense when it comes to his cars. He packs my luggage in the trunk and, like the gentleman he is, opens the door for me. A guts and glory gangster yet he still remembers how to treat a woman.

“Thanks for being here,” he says when we start driving. “Ada still doesn’t always see eye to eye with me and the boys just keep joking around.”

“Of course. Glad to be of service.” Time to throw on the American charm. “You’ve probably heard this multiple times but congratulations! These two years are up and now it’s time for you to tie the knot! It’s not every day one gets to witness an English wedding. Is it any different?”

The word ‘wedding’ throws Thomas’ smile off for a split second but the usual catch-up chatter resumes as we make our way out of town. We pass a sign that says Warwickshire. Apparently Thomas bought his own house and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t itching to see it. Maybe a quaint cottage with a nice horse barn-

Or a freaking mansion. That… That works too, I guess.

“Verena, welcome to Arrow House.”

‘House’ does little to describe it. This is an all-out mansion! Thomas’ castle. He drops me off to the front door and has a handyman drive the car away. I walk through the grand entrance and notice the gorgeous decorations for the special day.

A grand long table dressed in white, decorated with colorful flower centerpieces. They even brought out the best china. All around maids and waiters are scurrying to and fro, finishing the last-minute touches. Above the table is a giant portrait of Thomas holding the reins to one of his magnificent white horses.

“Like it? Got a good price for it.”

As much as I want to be glad for him I can’t help but think he’s using his wealth to compensate for happiness. I must be honest.

“This isn’t you, Thomas. All this money? Living like royalty?”

He walks us further into the house to the edge of a large staircase. “I’d say the family’s earned it.”

I shake my head with sympathy. “You can paint many pictures of yourself but you’re still Thomas Shelby. A simple life can be just as rewarding as an expensive one.”

But he’s amused by this. “Ah, Verena. Still philosophical as ever.”

There’s no use trying to change his mind. This is his world. He’s proud of it. We get to the top of the stairs and I see a familiar framed picture of Lady Liberty.

“I see you kept the picture from your trip.”

Thomas sees where I’m looking. “New York is a wild place. I don’t know how you grew up there.”

I quirk an eyebrow. “Birmingham is no tamer.”

Thomas smirks. “Touché. I did enjoy it, really. The Statue of Liberty was one of Grace’s favorites.”

“If you liked that then next time I’ll show you guys Niagara Falls. Gorgeous place.”

Thomas starts to reach for my hand. “Do you need help with your bags?”

I quickly pull away. “No no, it’s quite alright. This city girl can haul her own luggage.”

He shows me to a room at the end of the hall. A room so big it’s the size of our living room back home. Um, is this a good idea? Inviting another woman to stay in the house of a newly-married couple? I really should find somewhere else to stay. Grace will have my eyes if she sees me here.

“Is this alright?” Thomas asks.

“Thomas, this- The room is perfect. But I should really-”

“Great! I have to finish up some things downstairs. The wedding starts in one hour, I’ll arrange for someone to drive you.” He strides back down the hall.

“Wait!” I run to catch up and meet him at the top of the stairs. “I know my vote doesn’t count but I must say that I am very proud of what you’ve made of yourself. You’re not the same man I met all those years ago, Thomas. You’re a father. A husband. A legit businessman. May God smile upon your family today.”

This is probably the last time I can talk to him alone, and I really do want the Shelbys to be happy. Today is a day for good spirits.

“Verena, that… That means a lot,” Thomas says, looking up from a few stairs below. “Thank you. I-”

“Mr. Shelby!” A maid calls from the bottom.

“Be right there!” Thomas looks at me one last time before heading down. “I’ll see you later.”

Yes. Later. When he’s married.

“Wow. Royal in-laws? You’ve moved up in the world,” I comment as we drive by multiple uniformed men.

“It’s Grace’s relatives,” John says from up front. “Between us, I’m still not used to the uniforms. None of us are. They’re only here for her.”

“It’s good to have you here!” Finn says for the tenth time.

“It’s worth it to see you all. And Arthur, you look very handsome as the best man.”

The man driving us to the church smiles bashfully. “That’s nice of ya, Steenstra. I can’t wait for you to meet Linda. Will you be here for the toast?”

“No, no. I’ll be around for the reception.”

There’s already enough drama between the Shelbys and Grace’s family. I’ll only add to the mix. A quick congrats, a small drink, and I’ll pop out.

I’ll give it to the Brits, they sure know how to have a proper wedding. This church is marvelous! I take my seat next to Finn and see Polly waving from a few seats down. Such a welcoming reunion. If only it weren’t for this occasion. Thomas strides down the aisle, looking very handsome in his spiffy tux, and stands next to Arthur at the altar. The usual music begins and all eyes turn to the silhouette approaching from outside.

Oh my goodness… That dress! A gorgeous lavender if I ever did see one. And the veil… a cascade of purple lace. No wonder Thomas is so happy. Grace gets to the end of the aisle and Jeremiah approaches the couple.

“Ladies and gentlemen, we have gathered here today to join these two together in holy matrimony. Thomas Michael Shelby and Grace Helen Burgess.”

I try to keep listening but my mind wanders elsewhere. He chose her. Not me. I’m the one keeping myself trapped in this world. I chose to come back. It’s my fault for feeling this way. But it’s fine. Isn’t it?

Same routine as all my brothers’ weddings. I do, I do, kiss the bride, cheers. What’s different about this wedding is that the cheers seem one-sided. All of Thomas’ family jumps to their feet and shouts with delight, while the other side remains seated and claps. Thankfully Finn sees my discomfort and drags me outside. Everyone files out after us. The bouquet is tossed and all the single women scramble to wrestle over it.

“Fight! Fight! Fight!” Finn and I chant.

“Verena, are you edging them on?” John asks.

I smile sheepishly. “Only a little.”

“Why don’t you try?” Finn asks.

I scoff at his attempt at a joke. “Oh, please. I hardly believe in such superstitious nonsense.”

“Says the woman who won’t sleep without a cross above the bed.”

“Hey! It’s religious, not superstitious.”

Finn shrugs. “Maybe there’s a blend?”

Thomas shouts for everyone to gather and a photographer readies himself in front.

“Go on, take the photograph!” Arthur says.

I’m pushed to the side by Grace’s family and before I can protest the camera flashes. Everyone’s thinking it. I don’t belong here. I could have refused. The only reason I decided to attend was to support Thomas and his family. But she’s part of their family now and more than likely I won't be welcomed as often. 

Oh, my mistake. Pair the gossiping barmaid with the blood-thirsty gangster? They’re perfect for each other! He’s married. It’s done. I can’t have him. I need to let him go.

@meadows5

[luimnigh]

There's a bridge in my hometown call Baal's Bridge.

It's believed to derive from a corruption of "Boyle's Bridge" or "Bald Bridge", and likely has nothing to do with the ancient Middle-Eastern god who has become associated with demons in Christianity. There's several other Ball's Bridges around Ireland, but we seem to be the only one to decide on Baal's Bridge as the spelling.

But then again, the original bridge that stood there (with the same name) was the first bridge between the two areas known as Englishtown and Irishtown. So perhaps associating it with demonic forces was an intentional joke.

[irishtown-blog]

Check it out

Off the chain..

[thescribblingtourist]

Prince Edward Island: Riding the Red Roads

Prince Edward Island on two wheels is a thrill.

Point the bike west from Antigonish, gas up and deal with the first question: ferry or bridge? When it comes to making decisions, I have trouble deciding which cereal to eat for breakfast, so the brain cramps at logistical quagmires like this. I’ll wait until I approach Exit 22 to Pictou and Caribou. Then it’s fish or cut bait.

Summer traffic is fast on the TransCanada; I’m being passed constantly. Speedometer reads 115km/h, plenty fast enough for me. On a Saturday in August, can we really be in that of a hurry? To go where?

Two huge logging trucks, fully loaded, pass me. Glad the bike is 800+ pounds, and cuts through the buffeting, breath-sucking blasts of wind like it’s not even there. Monster trucks make me nervous. And truckers would rather bikers give them a wide berth. They can’t see us half the time. Dumb bikers who dart behind and in front of the big rigs are trying to cash cheques their bodies can’t cash. I like to keep the shiny side up, so I don’t mess with trucks.

Onto the Cobequid Pass. At the toll booth the woman with a snarl on her face says “Do you have a pass, where’s your pass?” No, I have a five though. “This is the pass lane only. You’re supposed to be over there.” She snapped the five out of my leather glove and handed me a loonie. I love the Pass, with its long sweeping curves, New Brunswick dead ahead, PEI over to the right. On a clear day, as you crest the highest hill, if your eyes are good, you can see the Confederation Bridge off in the distance.

Quick gas stop in Amherst, then the short ride to the bridge. Gear down, speed limit is 80 km/h. I’ve been busted here before. Mountie pulled over our little Dodge Neon on our first day of vacation years back. Even pulled a U-ball on the bridge to get me. Not this time, as I join a steady stream of cars, 5th wheels and motorhomes heading to the Island.

The Strait is shimmering blue. A few fishing boats chugging along and Led Zeppelin’s Kashmir pumps out of the speakers:

‘Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream.  I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where I have been. To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen. They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed.’

Fantastic scenery and very little traffic along Route 20 on the Island’s north shore.

Life is good. Riding now past potato blossoms on one side of the highway as far as the eye can see. Hay on the other side. The mammoth McCains french fry plant is shuttered, up for sale. Yard sale signs abound. I can smell the warm Island breeze. My lower legs are starting to feel very warm from the heat of the engine. Still, no regrets about wearing leather chaps. Safety first.

Into Kensington, where locals and tourists set out chairs for the annual parade. Buy six mouth-watering cinnamon buns at Mary’s Bakery, guzzle a cold bottle of water. Find motorcycle-only parking spots next to the old train station (in the shade – bonus!) and order a Sir John A draft from the Island Stone Pub. Feeling sorry for the PEI couple that ended up as listening posts for two wealthy Americans who want anyone in hearing range to hear how lovely their retirement has been since selling their own multi-million dollar farm in Arkansas. “I keep tellin’ Merle, really honey, do y’all still need to be buyin’ another combine?” The young bartender rolls her eyes.

Heading north now on the Irishtown Road, just in time to pull up behind a long line of tractors that were in the parade. They’re clearly in no hurry. The first one I pass is vintage 1940. The old guy at the wheel is dressed up as…can it be…yes, like Anna from Frozen. That warrants a blast from my horn.

Grandson Emmett geared up for the road.

In Seaview I find son Adam and the Pickering family on the beach on one of those days that make you want to move here for good.Grandson Emmett looks pretty good on two wheels.

A quick dip in the ocean and on to surprise my sister who is staying with a lifelong friend at the Twin Shores campground. My mother’s Uncle Lloyd sold this land in the early 1960s. It’s a goldmine now. There are so many families with kids here, that they celebrate Christmas in July, and tonight it’s Halloween. Kids know that trailers showing off balloons offer treats.

Impromptu camping at Twin Shores with sister Charlene

Our agenda for the evening is simple: laugh, drink coolers, switch to Bud Light when the coolers run out, laugh some more, eat fried wieners and potatoes, more Bud, campfire with fart jokes until midnight and then into the tent with my sister. Sister Charlene and I prepare to bunk for the night. Or was this the morning after? The sun sets over Twin Shores.

Morning brings toast, farewell hugs with our hosts Paul and Noella Richard, and a splendid ride home. The Goldwing has found her sweet spot – 105 km/h at 3,200 rpm and the wheels are floating on air.

The big touring bike purrs as we turn into the driveway. Odometer reads 805.2 kilometres since yesterday. Ignition off, I tap one of the hot cylinder heads as a gesture of thanks. When can we do this again, I wonder? September is just around the corner.

[walkwithme24]

Seven Walks in Seven Days – Day 1. Great South Wall Walk

This is a beautiful coastal walk that starts in Irishtown, just 2km from Dublin City Centre. From there you can walk 4km out into Dublin Bay along the Great South Wall until you reach the Poolbeg Lighthouse at the end.

It can be tricky to figure out how to get there. You start at the park in Irishtown/end of Sandymount Strand and just follow the trail around the coastline from there. After around 2kms, you’ll get to the start of the South Wall and continue another couple of kilometers along it to get to the lovely red lighthouse.

There are stunning views of the Poolbeg Chimneys, Dublin Bay, Howth Head, Dun Laoghaire Harbour and the Dublin and Wicklow mountains beyond. The surface can be a bit uneven along the sea wall at times, so be sure to wear walking shoes (not heels!). It’s also a great spot for bird watching if that’s your vibe.

[stayskrunchyinmilk]

Stays Krunchy in Milk Episode 552: Stolen Glasses Valor

This week Tee is joined by the homie and podcaster extraordinaire Delvin Cox of the Delvin Cox Experience and so many other shows. We talk racist cartoons and brand mascots. Also, the origin stories of some 80s sitcoms were wild. We of course discuss the wack that is Sean Combs. In the news we discuss swing states and the upcoming election in general and the coming of a new park in Cleveland. Delvin catches us up on his life post the loss of his grandmother. Tee shares some tales of fatherhood before we move on over to Reddit for some bangers from AITA. We of course share our entertainment recommendations for the week before heading on out. Glad to have had you with us this week, see you next time.

Thanks,

Team SKiM

Alternative Title – Jesus as Phone Wallpaper Religious

Links

In swing states that once went for Trump, unions organize to prevent a repeat

Metroparks Secures $11M Federal Grant for Irishtown Bend Park

Reddit

AITA for telling my father that it was his fault he missed my son's first birthday party?

AITA for having a boyfriend despite my parents' wishes?AITA for leaving when family was late to meet me for breakfast on my birthday?

[ultraheydudemestuff]

Irishtown Bend Archeological District

Riverbed Rd.

Cleveland, OH

Irishtown Bend is the name given to both a former Irish American neighborhood and a landform located on the Flats of the west bank of the Cuyahoga River in the city of Cleveland in the state of Ohio in the United States. The landform consists of a tight meander in the Cuyahoga River, and the steep hillside above this meander. The neighborhood of Irish immigrants and Irish Americans emerged about 1830. Portions of the area became industrial in the late 1800s. By 1900, most Irish residents had left the area, and it became an Eastern European immigrant enclave. The neighborhood went into significant decline for several reasons, and what little remained of it was razed at the end of the 1950s. No commercial or residential buildings existed at the site by the 1980s, when archeological digs began. On May 25, 1990, a portion of the site, known as the Irishtown Bend Archeological District, was added to the National Register of Historic Places. Beginning in 2006, efforts began to stabilize the soil of Irishtown Bend, preserve the archeological history of the site, and convert the area into a park, with construction beginning in 2023.

The Irishtown Bend Archeological District is a historic site located on the Irishtown Bend. Between 1987 and 1989, the Department of Archaeology at the Cleveland Museum of Natural History began excavations at the site of three former homes in the Irishtown Bend residential district. The histories of the three families were documented using archival and genealogical sources, and the artifacts from the sites revealed the economic status of each family. The archaeological dig generated interest in preserving the site and making it accessible to the public.

The Irishtown Bend Archeological District was added to the National Register of Historic Places on May 25, 1990. It is bounded by Riverbed Street, Russia Street, Franklin Avenue, and Columbus Road. These streets (some of which no longer exist) defined the residential area during the 19th century. Construction of the Lederer Warehouse Terminal and CMHA public housing essentially destroyed any archeological evidence which may have existed north of Russia Street or west or south of Franklin Avenue. Remnants of coal docks on the Cuyahoga River shoreline on either side of Columbus Road and slightly downstream of Columbus Road, the coal tipple near the Detroit-Superior Bridge, and the foundations of the Lederer Terminal Warehouse still exist.

Much of the archeologically important evidence lies beneath 2 to 7.5 feet of soil. This soil comes from grading of land after the demolition of adjacent properties, soil pushed over the cliff onto the hillside during construction of the CMHA housing, illegal refuse and soil dumping, erosion, and possibly disturbances during squatter occupation of the site during the Great Depression. Despite being covered by fill dirt and regraded extensively, most archeologically important evidence still remains undisturbed in the historic district. The Irishtown Bend Archeological District is not open to the public, but can be seen from Riverbed Road.

[lmichaelmcgrath13]

CHINESE WOMAN PICKED BY GREEN PARTY TO STAND IN DUBLIN BAY SOUTH FOR TD.

HAZEL CHU, WAS TONIGHT FORCED ON THE IRISH VOTERS OF DUBLIN BAY SOUTH BY THE TRAITOROUS & TREACHEROUS GREEN PARTY. AND IF YOU THOUGHT EAMON RYAN WAS BAD, YOU AIN’T SEEN NOTHIN UET! Chu is to stand for the Green Party in Dublin South East – that’s central Dublin including Pearse Street, Ringsend-Irishtown, Harold’s Cross, Ranelagh, Rathmines etc. She was put forward by a small Green Party clique…

[buckiegotit]

The Government of St. Kitts and Nevis Invites Contractors to Bid for Bathroom Refurbishment Work at Irishtown Primary

Published 15 March 2024 Buckie Got It, St. Kitts and Nevis News Source 1) Bathroom Refurbishment Work at Irishtown Primary School, Basseterre, St. Kitts Tender Documents can be obtained at the Public Works Department, Wellington Road, Basseterre, St Kitts, as of Monday 18th March 2024 for a non-refundable fee of ECS300.00 each. Continue reading The Government of St. Kitts and Nevis Invites…

[walkwithme2024]

Seven Walks in Seven Days – Day 1. Great South Wall Walk

This is a beautiful coastal walk that starts in Irishtown, just 2km from Dublin City Centre. From there you can walk 4km out into Dublin Bay along the Great South Wall until you reach the Poolbeg Lighthouse at the end.

It can be tricky to figure out how to get there. You start at the park in Irishtown/end of Sandymount Strand and just follow the trail around the coastline from there. After around 2kms, you’ll get to the start of the South Wall and continue another couple of kilometers along it to get to the lovely red lighthouse.

There are stunning views of the Poolbeg Chimneys, Dublin Bay, Howth Head, Dun Laoghaire Harbour and the Dublin and Wicklow mountains beyond. The surface can be a bit uneven along the sea wall at times, so be sure to wear walking shoes (not heels!). It’s also a great spot for bird watching if that’s your vibe.

[celtfather]

A Gaelic Blessing #647

Many blessings to you from the Irish & Celtic Music Podcast #647.

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0:10 - Seán Heely "The Dram Circle / Quarantune / The E - B - E Reel" from Dramagical

6:45 - WELCOME

8:26 - Faoileán "The Coalminer" from Far Hills

11:12 - Olivia Bradley "A Gaelic Blessing" from Misty Morning Shore

13:00 - Ben Doran "Medley: i For Ireland, I'll Not Tell Her Name; ii Marbhna Luimni; iii Cradle Song" from Ceol an Chroi II

23:51 - Mànran "Latha Math" from Mànran

27:16 - FEEDBACK

29:10 - Beltaine "I'm A Rover" from Mercy

32:11 - Hanneke Cassel "Lime Hill / Banks of Spey / Lexy McAskill" from Dot the Dragon's Eyes

36:39 - Irishtown Road "Rattlin' Bog" from On the One Road

42:23 - THANKS

44:41 - Blame Not the Bard "My Son John / Follow Me up to Carlow" from Now and Again

55:24 - Strings & Things "Hurtful Souls" from The Unsolicited Dance

59:34 - Brian Quigley "Lilacs in Springtime" from Tales of Distant Shores

1:02:59 - Screaming Orphans "The Limerick Rake" from Paper Daisies

1:06:19 - CLOSING

1:07:28 - Low Lily "Adventurer" from Low Lily (EP)

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As a patron, you get music - only episodes before regular listeners, vote in the Celtic Top 20, stand - alone stories, and you get a private feed to listen to the show.  All that for as little as $1 per episode.

A special thanks to our new and continued Patrons of the Podcast: PATRICK T, Kim, Optimum Prime, Marshall Br, M.I. O'Malley

HERE IS YOUR THREE STEP PLAN TO SUPPORT THE PODCAST

Go to our Patreon page.

Decide how much you want to pledge every week, $1, $5, $25. Make sure to cap how much you want to spend per month.

Keep listening to the Irish & Celtic Music Podcast to celebrate Celtic culture through music.

You can become a generous Patron of the Podcast on Patreon at SongHenge.com.

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I WANT YOUR FEEDBACK

What are you doing today while listening to the podcast? Please email me. I’d love to see a  picture of what you're doing while listening or of a band that you saw recently.

Email me at follow@bestcelticmusic.

Alfred the Great wrote from Germany: "Hi I’m Bam Bam Hercules of Bamburgh. I’ve been listening to the Irish and Celtic Music Podcasts since the first few Podcasts. Top Down Left Right Cheers Prost Selkirk Grace. And a quick smile out to Nigel from Bamburgh England as well."

Jeff Laszlo emailed from Smyrna, GA: "Marc,  Love your podcasts.  I always work out while listening. The music puts me in a good state of mind. Sandy’s Chanter and Antarctica were great songs for a workout. Love the energy. Reminds me a bit of Cleghhorn."

Brandon Davis commented on Facebook: "Love the podcast"

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