Maggie Boyle with Frank Kilkelly
For sheer professional output of live music, it's hard to
find anywhere in all of Tynedale that consistently matches
the brilliant performances that regulars at The King's Head
in Allendale take for granted.
Sometimes though it's easy to ignore how amazingly good
the best performers are, when the standard of most shows
there is so very high. It was a bit like that with Maggie
Boyle, accompanied by Frank Kilkelly, last Friday evening.
Let's face it -- folk music has suffered from a perceived
image of finger-in-the-ear verbose earnestness, which a
public weaned only on a relentless beat and catchy melodies
might find rather cloying. But that was then, and now,
with traditional musicians making major running for top
awards over the last three years in the music biz, it may
well be that this particular genre has something meaningful
to contribute to popular music, after all.
Maggie Boyle is a traditional singer of the first rank.
And Frank is a renowned folk/jazz guitarist who's recorded with
Brendan Power, the amazing blues harmonica player, besides
appearing as guest guitarist with The Boys of the Lough. So
the stage was set for an incredibly accomplished and stylish
rendition of the best of the living tradition.
And even with incredibly long songs full of many words
telling exquisitely refined stories and highly bloody and
violent tales of love and intrigue, betrayal and shame --
even with these songs that tap into the heart strings of
committed 'folkies' -- Maggie's voice and passionate
commitment to communication shone through the erstwhile
shackles of the idiom, and penetrated to assuage those dark
recesses of pain that we might have thought unfathomable.
My favourite was 'Gweebarra Shore', the title track of
her new CD, but there were heart throbs for everyone, from
'My Generous Lover' through 'Little Brother of My Heart' and
'Blackbird', and of course, the infamous 'Lord Gregory' was
not left behind either. And how does she do those grace
notes in the middle of the register? Whether it was on
unexpected larks' trills from her flute, or a set of
session tunes soloed by Frank on a guitar that sang clear
tinkling melodies, the evening was a varied interchange of
affection between a pair of performers and a rapt audience
who lost their hearts to the music.
The best musicians for the best audience has always been
a friendly pledge from the Northumbrian Music Nights group,
and they fulfilled that promise in the company of Maggie
& Frank, with great good friendly cheer.
Larry Winger
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