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Feb 22 marks 62 years since the Fiddlemaster Pádraig O Keeffe died. This Postcard from 1914, the work of Castleisland photographer TW Wrenn, was taken near Adriville Bridge Scartaglin where people used to meet for set dancing.
Is the fiddle player a young Pádraig O Keeffe? They hold it the same way!

Mr. Bonelli please, you are embarrassing yourself.

"Ya did in your shite put salt on dem chips, shur only the snails outside are eatin them, look i even took a bleedin picture"

"Dear Stanislaw, this Friday evening, in Dublin, I am doing a reading with an Irish Piper, Liam Óg O' Flynn, who plays those deep-toned, deep droned, elbow-bellowed jobs - the Uilleann Pipes, from the word uile, meaning elbow in Irish." - Séamus Heaney, letters, 23 November 1994

Every Trotskyite should ask themselves which was the more likely outcome - world tipping revolution, or some annoyed waiters.

Mo cat Simba ina shuí, ag taitneamh mar rí. An bastard leisciúil.

It struggles because the instrument defies completion - it is entirely custom. You can never tell the material, style, or sheer quantity of keys, drones, regulators or switches. Some would say it looks (and plays) like it was designed by aliens on some far-distant boggy swampworld.

AI machines still cannot wrap their head around the madness that are #uilleannpipes. Look at this mess.

I wish for death

Mo fonn an lae