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gerrymulvenna commented on a boo
06 November 2011
“That's the thing with Audioboo - it's raw and immediate. I should've put the phone the other side of me to tone down the guitar. :)” -
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11 October 2011
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gerrymulvenna commented on a boo
20 April 2011
Hiroshima Nagasaki Russian Roulette (cover)
about 2 years ago
“This song was written by Jim Page http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jim_Page and made popular in Ireland by Moving Hearts. [Em]They[C] dropped the[D] bomb in[Em] '45 to end the world war, No-[C]one had ever seen[D] such a terrible[Em] sight before, TheC] world looked on with[D] eyes wide to[Em] see where it might lead, The[C] politics of[D] power, they[Em] passed around their seed, It was a[D] time to remember, we never can forget, They[Em] were[C] playin' Hiroshi[D]ma, Naga[Em]saki, Russian Roulette. They arose like the saviours of our modern human race, With radiation haloes, that hung about their face, With the key to the sure-cure, the treatment of our ills, A hot-shot of cobalt, and a pocket-full of pills, Speaking always of the enemy, who lurked across the sea, While they crept in among us like a carrier disease. Deep down inside the bunkers of the concrete and the lead, Einstein's disciples working steadily ahead, Making heavy metal power-plants to fire the city lights, All you can hear in the underground is the humming through the night, And the walls of tight security, circle all around, Where they spill out their poison and bury it in the ground. Holed up in the harbours hidden secretly away, War-heads and submarines await to make their play, The military masterminds improve on their design, The soldiers get all doped up and stumble through the lines, While the spills into the rivers get carried out by the tide, They call this security but we're not satisfied. Our statesmen and leaders and politicians pay, Quick to heed the hand that feeds, they're careful what they say, They call out experts to assure us, to wave their magic wands, This is the power of the future, And the future marches on, And they call in their favours, all their political gains, While the spills fill the rivers and settle in the plains. They've caused the death of millions, that's their stock and trade, They will be afflicted by the fallout that they've made, They've sealed their own inevitable doom, it must surely come, Not even the moons of Jupiter will be far enough away to run, When this earth that they've assaulted, begins to turn around, And the unavoidable gravity, sucks them to the ground. I know the minds behind them, they are riddled full of holes, Not to be trusted with their hands at the controls, Their eyesight it is twisted by the glory of their careers, The heaped praise and flattery is music to their ears, To listen to them talk about how it hasn't happened yet's, Like playing Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Russian Roulette.” -
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24 March 2011
Hey! Don't You Feel That Lovely Evening Sun? (original)
about 2 years ago
“Lyrics and my studio version of this are at http://www.mulvenna.org/feel-the-evening-sun/” -
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18 March 2011
Don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
about 2 years ago
“Recorded at the Nobles Thursday session on 17 Mar 2011. I'm a silent band member on this one.” -
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17 March 2011
Celtic Tiger (cover)
about 2 years ago
“Celtic Tiger is a Damien Dempsey number - at his prophetic best, especially the bits about fat cat governments and their crimes. This arrangement is inspired somewhat by Su Hammond. ” -
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17 February 2011
Oh how I love to walk in the footsteps of young James Connolly!
over 2 years ago
“Socialist Republican James Connolly was born in the Cowgate, Edinburgh in 1868. I wrote this song when I first came to Edinburgh as a student in the mid-1980s.” -
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09 February 2011
“Damn! I cut the rapturous applause off the end of this.” -
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02 February 2011
John Maclean March (unaccompanied)
over 2 years ago
“Apologies for the coughing at the end. I don't know why I got the urge to sing this song - I've known it for 20 years or so, but haven't sung it in the last 3 years or thereabouts. It was written by the late great Hamish Henderson. JOHN MACLEAN MARCH Hey, mac, did ye see him as he cam doun by Gorgie Awa owre the Lammerlaw an north o the Tay? Yon man is comin an the hail toun is turnin out We're aa shair he'll win back tae Glesca the day The jiners an hauders-on are merchin fae Clydebank Come on nou an hear him he'll be owre thrang tae bide Turn out Jock an Jimmie, leave yer cranes an yer muckle gantries Great John Maclean's comin hame tae the Clyde Argyll St and London Road's the route that we're merchin The lauds frae the Broomielaw are here, tae a man! Hey Neil, whaur's yer hauderums, ye big Heilan teuchtar Get yer pipes, mate, an merch at the heid o the clan Hullo, Pat Malone, shair A knew ye'd be here, so, The red an the green, laud, we'll wear side by side Gorbals is his the day an Glesca belangs tae him Nou great John Maclean's comin hame tae the Clyde Forward tae Glesca Green we'll merch in guid order Will grips his banner weill, that boy isnae blate! Aye, weill, man, thair's Johnnie nou, that's him thair the bonnie fechter Lenin's his feir, laud, and Liebknecht's his mate Tak tent whan he's speakin for thae'll mind whit he said here In Glesca, our city, an the hail warl besides Och man the scarlet's bonnie, here's tae ye Heilan Shonie Great John Maclean's comin hame tae the Clyde Aye weill, whan it's feenisht A'll awa back tae Springburn Come hame tae yer tea, John, we'll sune hae ye fed It's hard wark the speakin, och, A'm shair he'll be tired the nicht A'll sleep on the flair, mac, an gie John the bed The hail city's quiet nou, it kens that he's restin At hame wi's Glesca freens, thair fame an thair pride The red will be worn, ma lauds, an Scotlan will merch again Nou great John Maclean has come hame tae the Clyde ” -
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Gerry Mulvenna
Father of 3 / IT support specialist / singer-songwriter / supplier of the Dovado 3G Router / other interests include genealogy and non-competitive soccer
Edinburgh, Scotland
gerrymulvenna commented on a boo
06 November 2011
"Everybody's gotta learn sometime" I couldn't resist having a wee go at this after last week's Spotless Mind moment
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