Some months ago Alan started his Patreon page on which he regularly posts tutorials for bouzouki and banjo. If you pay 5€ per month you have access the the growing library of videos, Tabs etc. Up to now he posted tutorial videos which describe the style of Donal Lunny and Alec Finn (50 min!) and also 2 videos in which he gives lots of hints of how to accompany tunes in Mixolydian modes.
I first hesitated to join, but a few days ago I couln't resist and I have to say, it is really worth it. Can't wait for another video!
I spent a lovely folk workshop weekend in Texel, Netherlands. This is the teachers concert I filmed there. Luke Ward on his Sobell together with Brendan Mulholland on Flute and Aaron O'Hagan on Pipes. Great craic!
First the two videos that Aaron posted on his youtube channel:
The Hut on Staffin Island - Kiss the Maid behind the Barrel - Palmers Gate
Trip to Killavil - Scotsman over the Border - Health to the Ladies. Jigs special Guest: Rolf Wagels on Bodhran
I really like Daoiri's version of this old song. He uses some nice chords here. I tried to tab the chords, which can only be very loose, because he plays very free. Capo on 2nd fret. Hope this might be helpful. Maybe I'll try to tab the intro one day, but it's a lot of work.
By the way, if someone of you has some tabs, helpers or anything to with with the irish bouzouki to offer which I can post on my blog, this would be very appreciated.
John O’Dreams
written by Bill Caddick
When midnight comes and people homeward tread Seek now your blanket and your feather bed Home comes the rover his journeys over Yield up the night time to old John O’Dreams
Across the hills the sun has gone astray Tomorrows cares are many dreams away They stars are flying your candle is dying Yield up the darkness to old John O’Dreams
Both man and master in the night are one All things are equal when the day is done The prince and the ploughman, the slave and the freeman All find their comfort in old John O’Dreams
When sleep it comes the dreams come running clear The hawks of morning cannot reach you here Sleep is a river, flow on forever And for your boatman choose old John O’Dreams
