Crimey. Are these “super groups” just super bored or just super boring?
After six years, the Winnie and Seamus Happy Hour is little more than listening to old tunes in dopey ways. How many syncopated rhythms can you toss into Dick Gossip’s reel? My gawd.
So…as you can tell, the Solastic wonders were in town for the annual, and getting more depressingly average by the year, Feast of the Mabon festival. The line ups are generally pretty decent, but this year…well…
we all knew (actually merely suspected, but it was a great hunch) that the best tunes were to come from the unlikely pairing of Liz Carrol and John Doyle. Talent oozed from the stage and they were having a ball with us.
(Lesson for guitar/zook/whatever players backing tunes: Doyle was totally concentrating on what Liz was doing…then made her sound fantastic doing it! Therein the key to great backing.)
Terrific playing…as last year’s match of Martin Hayes and Dennis Cahill proved. But like Liz, they too were the middle act of what was a yawner program. Last year’s disappointing finish (actually, nearly 2/3 of the crowd walked out before the set was done…mercifully) was by former-wonder-fiddler-turned-idiotic-heroin-addict-with-dopey-delusions Ashley MacIsaac (who cares how it’s spelled…he sucked. So there).
This year’s was Solas. An electric guitar, eh? It was indeed in Seamus’ hands. Groan! And an electric keyboard set up in the back row? For what?
A friend was asking during the set (talking was encouraged…much more interesting than 3 airs played consecutively…my eyelids hurt from all the slow blinking…or were those cat naps?) why Doyle had left Solas. It was easy, I said. Just look at what their guitar player (who???) is doing. Nothing. Just sitting there, Jaba the Hut-ish, playing fairly common and non-plus backing. That’s why. He’s not in S-W’s way (that’s Seamus and Winnie for you uninformed, totally compliant fans).
Why the rant? Because the supergroups are turning super boring. I don’t care how fast you can play the stupid tune. You’ve shown me several dozen-dozen times since you started. Four All-Ireland titles, whoopee now. It’s over. Give me something worth listening to. An arrangement that’s complex and interesting would help.
He picked up the flute twice…a six-bar filler at the start (for a song, no less) and a blazing rendition of…who cares. It was a million freakin’ notes for little more than a minute intended to get the stone-headed yo-yos in the front going “woo, woo.”
Damn. They were good once. Some of you may still be huge fans.
But I can’t take it anymore.
Solas…so long.
Until the next “super group” comes along.
Pass me my Lunasa tape. At the least they’re still interesting…if not boring now, too. That’s what happened to The Chieftains. Got so bad every concert felt like a re-run. (Aye, we play now…aye, now the dancers…aye, now Kevin sings…aye, now the air…aye, now…)
Let’s see…who might the next super-IRT-studs be?
Just don’t expect me to pay silly amounts of money to see them.
What happened to the showmen?
Maybe Rod Stewart will start singing Trad, …scottish trad?
Gotta be better than Van Morrison or Seanid (spelling? who cares…she sucked, too).
The music is fine. We’re just trying to kill it by morphing it into stuff it really doesn’t want to be.