Recorded in the Pavilion, Dun Laoghaire in 1980. Andy Irvine, Donal Lunny, Christy Moore and Liam O'Flynn
christy moore, andy irvine, donal lunny and liam o floinn. they joined together for the first time for Christys album "Prosperous", and it went so well they decided to form Planxty, recording their first album in 1973.
It's incredible to be able to view and listen to this vintage clip of Andy Irvine singing "You Rambling Boys of Pleasure". In time he would record the incomparable version with PLANXTY on AFTER THE BREAK, one of the great recordings in Irish music; one to break your heart and the repeat button on your DVD player. Masterful. But this one comes close.
Paul Brady IS ONE OF Ireland's most enduringly popular artists.
A Fifties child, his early heroes were Jerry Lee Lewis, Winifred Atwell and Fats Domino.
After living in London and New York City in the early 70s Paul returned to Dublin to join Planxty, the premier Irish folk band of the time. This was the band that was to launch the solo careers of Andy Irvine, Liam O' Flynn, Donal Lunny and Christy Moore.
After an acclaimed solo folk album "Welcome Here Kind Stranger" (1978) which won the Melody maker Folk Album of the year, he released "Hard Station" in 1981 which was an original reworking of his earlier influences. The albums which followed established Paul as the pre-eminent Irish singer-songwriter of his generation.
In 2001, Paul released 'The Missing Liberty Tapes' featuring a lost live recording of a Paul Brady concert in Dublin in 1978. The classic record also features Andy Irvine, Donal Lunny, Liam O'Flynn, Matt Molloy, Paddy Glackin and Noel Hill.
CRACK WAS NINETY IN THE ISLE OF MAN SUNG BY THE DUBLIN CITY RAMBLERS...Lyrics
Ah weren't we the rare oul' stock?
Spent the evenin' gettin' locked
In the Ace of Hearts
Where the high stools were engaging,
Over the Butt Bridge, down by the dock
The boat she sailed at five o'clock
"Hurry on lads", said Whack,
Or before we're there we'll all be back
Sayin' carry him if you can,
Oh the Crack was Ninety in the Isle of Man.
Before we reached the Alexander Base
A hell of a ding dong we did raise
In the bar of the ship we had great sport
As the boat she sailed out from the port
Landed up in the Douglas Head
Enquiring for a vacant bed.
To the dining room got shown
By a decent woman up the road.
Sayin',"Ate that if you can,"
The Crack was Ninety in the Isle of Man.
Next morning went for a ramble round
To see the sights of Douglas Town.
All went in for a mighty session
In a pub they call Dick Darbies.
All got drunk by half-past three;
To sober up went swimmin' in the sea
Back to the digs for the spruce up
While waitin' for the rosie
Ah we all drew up our plan
The Crack was Ninety in the Isle of Man.
That night we went to the Texas Bar
Came back down by horse and car.
Met Big Jim and all went in
To drink some wine in Yate's.
The Liverpool girls, it was said,
Were all to be found in the Douglas Head
McShane was there in a tie and shirt
And the foreign quarewans he tried to flirt,
Sayin' "Here girls, I'm your man,"
The Crack was Ninety in the Isle of Man.
Whacker fancied his good looks;
With an Isle of Man woman he was struck.
But a Liverpool lad was by her side.
And he throwin' 'the jar into her.'
Whacker thought he'd take a chance,
He asked the quare one out to dance.
Round the floor they stepped it out
To Whack it was no bother.
Everythin' was goin' to plan
Oh The Crack was Ninety in the Isle of Man.
Well the Isle of Man woman fancied Whack,
But your man stood there till his mates came back
Whack! they all whacked into Whack
And Whack was whacked out on his back.
The police force arrived as well,
Banjoed a couple of them, I'll tell,
Ended up in the Douglas jail,
Until the Dublin boat did sail,
Deported every man,
The Crack was Ninety in the Isle of Man.
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