I absolutely adored Fairport. When I lived in Dublin, one of my housemates was friends with Sandy Denny and she came to visit a couple of times. We’d play music and sing most of the night. We were all devastated when she died.
Bryan, this is spooky. I had this on VHS as well as the Thompsons and Home Service. Must have been off work due to Thatcher's Monetarism. I booked them at the Treetops, Epping, Essex, UK in '84. It was an excellent night and we turned a good profit that night. The PA blew a fuse and ending up with fag paper glowing red.
I absolutely adored Fairport. When I lived in Dublin, one of my housemates was friends with Sandy Denny and she came to visit a couple of times. We’d play music and sing most of the night. We were all devastated when she died.
Absolutely fabulous fiddling by Mr. Dave Swarbrick.
This is the moment when Simon actually found his voice, and swarb was at top form.....legend stuff! thanx for posting!
Reminds me of their Angel Delight album.
Two extremely handsome lads - RIP Swarb. I'm getting back to this lovely vid when I need some courage.
The very best in folk music ❤
They play so well together.Amazing
i love to watch simon and how good he looks to this day. i wish i could go to cropredy
Me too
Amazing musicians.
Beautiful phrasing and melody. Such a soothing, lonesome tune! You could write a lonesome song to it.
Heard them play at Plymouth Folk Club around 84 and bought a copy of Dave Swarbrick & Simon Nicol - Close To The Wind. Great performance, happy days.
I miss the days when alcoholism was light breezy entertainment.
Dave oh dave alleluya allelluya contigp hasta la miseria es llevadera quedate ahora juntito a dios
I just can't imagine current mainstream TV playing two folkies singing about girls on the lash. How narrow the exposure to new things has become.
I'm sure I've met the aforementioned maidens
Bryan, this is spooky. I had this on VHS as well as the Thompsons and Home Service. Must have been off work due to Thatcher's Monetarism. I booked them at the Treetops, Epping, Essex, UK in '84. It was an excellent night and we turned a good profit that night. The PA blew a fuse and ending up with fag paper glowing red.
My excuse is that I worked on shift in TV news and had a lot of weekdays off :-)