The Story so far of Black 47...
Important XXXXX This cd was remastered in 2001 and two bonus tracks were added, neither of which is listed on the cover. The tracks are Home of the Brave and The Patriot Game. These were originally on the Home of the Brave cassette released back in early 1990.
Geoffrey Blythe - Sax (Baritone), Sax (Soprano), Sax (Tenor) Chris Byrne - Uilleann pipes, Tin whistle, Bodhrán, VocalsThomas Hamlin - Drums, PercussionLarry Kirwan - Producer, Lead vocals, Guitar, Synthesizer, PercussionFred Parcells - Trombone, Tin whistle, VocalsDavid Conrad - Bass
I suppose we must have started recording Black 47 Independent in the summer of 1990. We were having a problem with Home of the Brave, as radio stations (with the exception of Radio Free Éireann and a few DJs on WBAI) wouldn't touch cassettes. As far as I remember, we didn't set out to make a cd but to get as many new songs down on tape as possible. I know Funky Céilí was one of the first we did after Home of the Brave. As a matter of fact, that song was released as a single 45rpm in Ireland and, of course, did nothing. 45s too were going out of style. And yet, I believe that's how Vin Scelsa came to play the band. But more of that later!
I remember the first time we did Funky Céilí. It was in the Irish Arts Center on W. 51st Street. We had given it a run through immediately after setting up the PA. It sounded pretty good to me and I was keen to see how the audience would respond. They never even noticed the song that would soon change our lives but kept on dancing. I suppose that, in itself, was good. None of us had any idea that within a few years so many baby girls would be given so many versions of the name - Ceili, Kaylee, K-Lee, K-leigh, Kayleigh, Kayleey, Quaylee and others.
The recording of Black 47 took a long time, mainly because of money. Chris and I would pool our resources every couple of months and I would attempt to record 3 or 4 songs at a time. We were back in Joe Johnston's but he had now moved to new quarters on Broadway and 20th Street. This very spacious studio was also being utilized as a rehearsal room. To my awe, the one and only Keith Richard was rehearsing his band The Expensive Winos at odd hours of the night, so I had to work around him and his equipment. As we were still working with drum machines, I would program the beats at home and later use Keef's amplifiers - without permission - for my strat. By this time the band had expanded and both Geoff and Hammy would come in later and lay down their parts.
Roundabout then, an old friend of mine reappeared in my life - the one and only Johnny Byrne. When I played him some of the recordings, he said, "I think I know how to get what you're looking for. Let's make a cd." And so, Johnny came aboard as engineer. Johnny was a master at recording acoustic instruments, having cut his teeth with the Bothy Band, etc in Ireland - or so he said. We all bullshitted a lot in those days. Whatever! The main thing was Johnny could walk the walk as easily as talkin' the talk.
And so Chris and I worked every gig we could get to piece together this now projected cd. Back then, there was music seven nights a week up on the Bainbridge Avenue/ 204th Street area of the Bronx. There had been a boom in the construction business in the mid-to late 80's and it seemed as though every chippy and bartender were opening their own bars. Now it wasn't that they had any great love for Black 47 but we were beginning to attract a bit of an audience - so, as soon as we'd get fired from one place, the joint down the corner would hire us. We were working 5 to 7 nights a week, with a benefit or two thrown in on a Saturday or Sunday afternoon. This was the finale of the roarin' 80's - the recession was setting in but up on Bainbridge, it was drink, drink and be merry, for tomorrow we can always go home! Black 47 had found it's niche. The mood was ugly, we had attitude to burn, new songs arriving every week and as a result of the constant playing, we were starting to happen as a band.
Much of my memory of the recording of Black 47 Independent is pretty hazy. We were playing constantly, rearing young children and imbibing a lot of alcohol. We were now refusing to do more than two sets a night but they were long 2 hour steamy sets. We played Paddy Reilly's Wednesdays and Saturdays for Monsignor Steve Duggan. It seemed like the place never closed. What had been just another hole in the wall was now turning into a great scene. Madam Dympna ran Reilly's with a velvet fist and was a friend to many of the musicians and fans who hung out there - Joe Hurley and various Rogues, Patrick Maguire and Speir Mor's, Seamus Egan in pre-Solas days, Eileen Ivers, Joanie Madden and all those Ladies we Cherished so fervently along with regulars like Frank McCourt, Paul Hill, various Kennedys and so many more. Reilly's was the place to be and Black 47 ruled Reilly's.
I do remember recording Fanatic Heart and the look on Johnny Byrne's face when we finally mixed it. Not that I was blase at the time, but my mind was always on to the next song. He said nothing. Just stood up, turned off the lights and reran the tape. Then he turned to me in the soft glow of the mixing board and murmured, "that's something special, boy." Yeah, it was Johnny and you were something special too, man.
Another memory that sticks is the first night we performed James Connolly in Reilly's. Now remember, we did very little rehearsing back then and still don't. When you play so much, just the thought of rehearsing can be a drag. I was writing furiously at the time and we would piece together the songs, sometimes a couple at a time, in a few hours in some back room, then perform them that night. We were usually glad if we got through a new song without making too much of a balls of it. That was the goal. The good songs would take care of themselves, the others would just fade away. But somewhere in the middle of Connolly the audience stopped dead - even drinks were left untouched. It was a strange moment. When we finally finished, there was a hush. Oftentimes, I still hear that hush during Connolly and I remember that first wonderful night.
Another one that sticks is of being in a joint downtown on Third Avenue. Joe Hurley actually promoted the gig. Joe was an appreciator of Irish music and a general bon vivant around town before he formed the Rogues (now Rogues March). It was one of those hot humid Summer nights and during Land of DeValera, Chris leapt from the stage, microphone in hand and began rapping and thus was born what would later become Seanchaí.
Wild, wild nights and the crowds were getting bigger. Right from the git-go, because of our political stance we had attracted activists. The campaign to Free Joe Doherty was in full swing and we were doing benefits to help Joe, The Guilford Four, the Birmingham Six and many others. We became friends with Paul Hill, Gerry Conlon and Paddy Armstrong - friends to this day. Remember, back then, Sinn Féin were still a bunch of pariahs and Gerry Adams had not achieved his current superstardom. To be Republican was to often stand alone - beyond the pale - but the Free Joe Doherty Committee brought activists of all types together. The issue was more than just one man's liberty - there was a greater principle involved - should Britain be allowed interfere in the affairs of the USA? Black 47 was in the forefront of that movement and Chris' song Free Joe Now galvanized many's the audience.
But the band was growing by the day. Fred and Geoff's horns were doing things I never heard before from a brass section. Instead of the conventional R&B style, they were playing more like two interlocking soloists and when you added the pipes to the mix, it was all a glorious swirling cacophony. Hammy was using an array of percussion, African and otherwise, (my favorite was a Foster's Can partially filled with rice) which gelled mightily with the pounding drum machine.
Right from the start, there was an underlying confidence. After all, most of us had been up and down the pike with other bands, made records, played big shows. We were getting offers to play the major venues around New York City but we wouldn't budge. We felt the world should come to us and it did. We'd found our Cavern in Reilly's and Black 47 Independent came out around Christmas 91 and began selling by the bucketful. And why shouldn't it? There was nothing quite like that cd - raw, melodious and uncompromising - full of attitude and good songs and everyone knew it!
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