This was inspired after a dream I had about chasing a hare through a forest at night
I was trying to create a feeling of both beauty and fear
On a side note, There is a lot of compression on this track which was uncontrollably added after the audio mixdown

Hunt The Hare

I got a loverly Bouzouki the other day and this the result.
I've kinda crossed cooley's with the drunken sailor hornpipe, because why the bloody hell not.

Cooley's Reel - Bouzouki and Mandolin

Another sound from my old folder,
just some generic funeral music i made for the sixth form revue a while back

Dear Old Teddy Jacobs

this was part of the theme for a film soundtrack that we had to make for our music tech coursework years ago. i'm quite proud of how badass it sounds

Hackers Theme

Blow The Man Down

Shuffle

A 30th anniversary  tribute to one of the greatest Irish singers of the 20th century, Luke Kelly.
I have used a recording of solo version of the Rocky Road to Dublin he performed as the vocal track and embellished is with a similar arrangement of my version of the same song.  

Luke Kelly Tribute - Rocky Road to Dublin (Inc. vocals from Luke Kelly)

Cheeky Practice While Waiting For Clothes To Wash at Opal 1 Newport

The Swansea Hornpipe (Pibddawns Abertawe)

A commission for a friend, good luck with your nightmares.

Pink Elephants

Dŵr Glân - Hornpipe

just us playing around with reverb effects and what-not 

Crwth Experiment

upgraded to a proper 'zouk this time, sounds amazing!

New Bouzouki!

just messing around with the low whistle again

Low Whistle lullaby

This is an experiment demonstrating the benefits of acoustic treatment. The mic is positioned towards the back wall and away from the clapping and violin to capture the room's ambience. The first clip is without panels, the one after with treatment, you can certainly hear the difference!
(p.s. the ringing noise in the treated clips are my monitor stands, currently in the process of sorting that out)

Acoustic treatment - Before and After

I did this a while back on a whim 
performed and arranged by me on the Penny-whistle, Banjo, Bodhrán, Harmonium, Violin, Acoustic Guitar and Balalaika. 
All music recorded on a dictaphone
check it out on youtube:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0KyEM-_bgN0

Drunken Sailor

Instruments include:
Banjo, Guitar, Mandolin, Balalaika, Penny whistle, Bodhran, Irish Spoons 
Rosie Bell on the Violin

Lyrics:
While in the merry month of June from me home I started,
Left the girls of Tuam so sad and broken hearted,
Saluted father dear, kissed me darling mother,
Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother,
Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born,
Cut a stout black thorn to banish ghosts and goblins;
Bought a pair of brogues rattling o'er the bogs
And fright'ning all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin.

One, two, three four, five,
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah !

In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary,
Started by daylight next morning blithe and early,
Took a drop of pure to keep me heartfrom sinking;
Thats a Paddy's cure whenever he's on drinking.
See the lassies smile, laughing all the while
At me curious style, 'twould set your heart a bubblin'
Asked me was I hired, wages I required,
I was almost tired of the rocky road to Dublin.

One, two, three four, five,
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah !

In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity
To be soon deprived a view of that fine city.
So then I took a stroll, all among the quality;
Me bundle it was stole, all in a neat locality.
Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind,
No bundle could I find upon me stick a wobblin'
Enquiring for the rogue, they said me Connaught brogue
Wasn't much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin.

One, two, three four, five,
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah !

From there I got away, me spirits never falling,
Landed on the quay, just as the ship was sailing.
The Captain at me roared, said that no room had he;
When I jumped aboard, a cabin found for Paddy.
Down among the pigs, played some hearty rigs,
Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubbling;
When off Holyhead I wished meself was dead,
Or better for instead on the rocky road to Dublin.

One, two, three four, five,
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah !

Well the boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed,
Called meself a fool, I could no longer stand it.
Blood began to boil, temper I was losing;
Poor old Erin's Isle they began abusing.
"Hurrah me soul" says I, me Shillelagh I let fly.
Some Galway boys were nigh and saw I was a hobble in,
With a load "hurray !" joined in the affray.
We quitely cleared the way for the rocky road to Dublin.

One, two, three four, five,
Hunt the Hare and turn her down
the rocky road and all the way to Dublin,
Whack follol de rah !

The Rocky Road to Dublin - Instrumental

I'm a student doing film and also a session musician doing various folk/acoustic sessions in and around South Wales 
Please check out my youtube channel for more!: http://youtube.com/user/MrJazz56

RhodMcD

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