A Touch of Brilliance
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I may be preaching to the converted, in which case ignore me, but I recently found free software here that you can use to record stuff to your hard-drive from RealPlayer or any other internet streaming source. I recorded the Sharon Shannon with it tonight as an MP3 file (cheers, mate!) and have it on a CD-R now. It ain't CD quality by a long chalk, but what the heck if it's free! Actually, the recording has some hiss and flutter, which suggests it was made on a tape machine not of the first water. Odd, I thought.
(You have to have RealPlayer installed to hear BBC programmes. I don't like it, but...well...)
(You have to have RealPlayer installed to hear BBC programmes. I don't like it, but...well...)
"Last night, among his fellow roughs,
He jested, quaff'd and swore."
They cut me down and I leapt up high
I am the life that'll never, never die.
I'll live in you if you'll live in me -
I am the lord of the dance, said he!
He jested, quaff'd and swore."
They cut me down and I leapt up high
I am the life that'll never, never die.
I'll live in you if you'll live in me -
I am the lord of the dance, said he!
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Who's the fluter in Sharon's band? Does she play flute? The track I'm thinking of is one she introduces as a reel called Rathlin Island, which she learned from Peter Browne. It's about 15 minutes into the broadcast.
And now there was no doubt that the trees were really moving - moving in and out through one another as if in a complicated country dance. ('And I suppose,' thought Lucy, 'when trees dance, it must be a very, very country dance indeed.')
C.S. Lewis
C.S. Lewis