Showing posts with label dave swarbrick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dave swarbrick. Show all posts

Friday, April 14, 2017

Gratitude

They were so young, and this is so lovely.

The late Dave Swarbrick, on lead vocals here, was a fiddle virtuoso, and a mercilessly-underrated singer. What a glorious, natural technique.

The same could be said for backing vocalists, Richard Thompson and Dave Pegg, who still move audiences after all these years.

This performance is so simple, but so essential. There's something crucial about confessing gratitude in community, about saying -- or singing -- the words before a group of folks who can and will hold you accountable if you behave otherwise. Posting memes about how grateful you are won't cut it. If you're grateful, say thank you. To someone's face.

Otherwise, it just doesn't count.

There's something humbling -- some would say frightening or humiliating -- about having to say thank you, yet Swarb puts humility across with a sweet but unassuming vocal. Mind you, this record was released as a single in 1970, when the mandate of kids and young adults was to question authority, including Godly authority. With the release of this single, a young band managed the extraordinary feat of being both humble and daring, and thanking God in the process, without making a great show of their piety. How utterly refreshing!

This is Fairport Convention with "Now Be Thankful".

Wednesday, September 28, 2016

In Memory Of Dave Swarbrick (Revised)

 EDITOR'S NOTE: I originally posted this entry on June 3, 2016. When, today, I decided I wanted to tweet it, I discovered that the original video (that's a still from it, at left) had been removed. 

To say I was disappointed is putting it mildly. I hope to God that whatever copyright money the holder has accrued by deleting the video is doing somebody some genuine good.

That said, while I quite like the recorded live version below, I found the performance in the now-deleted video to be extra-special, and a much crisper performance, at that.  

In any case, here's my original post, with audio from the live CD, In the Club, by Dave Swarbrick and Simon Nicol:

Posting this in memory of the astonishing Dave Swarbrick, who died today at age 75, after a long battle with emphysema.

You know, I get it: these are folk musicians. But, as part of Fairport Convention, they play(ed) British folk music in a rock context. Aside from very few bands, I associate rock with preening, stage-hogging self-centeredness. I expected Nicol to cut loose right over one of Swarbrick's runs, and Swarbrick to get louder and showier in response -- even though I've seen Nicol live with Fairport. I'll admit I wasn't listening as critically in those days as I do now, but still ....

Imagine my surprise at finding this clip, in which two folk rockers honor the music above everything else. This is first-class musicianship, and absolute virtuosity on all counts. I can hardly fathom a rock musician like Simon Nicol actually accompanying someone else, much less doing it with respect, enjoyment, and verve.

And Swarbrick. What crisp articulation and clear tone, what joyful playing. What a sad day for anyone who values this kind of music-making.

Here are Dave Swarbrick (RIP) and Simon Nicol with a medley of "Hen's March" and "Four Poster Bed".

Monday, July 25, 2016

Have You Seen Them Live? Fairport Convention Edition

EDITOR'S NOTE: As often happens, the clip I originally blogged about here has disappeared from YouTube.

And I couldn't be happier.

See, this clip includes not only the song I blogged about -- starting at about 2:59 -- but a long-deleted performance of one of this duo's most famous medleys.

Don't ask me why -- I mean, it's not for lack of genius -- but, for the most part, Fairport Convention's studio work leaves me cold. Yet, the first time I saw them live remains at the top of my list of all-time favorite concerts.

Certain self-congratulatory types will tell you that every name act is better live than in the studio, but that doesn't explain The Stones; Crosby, Stills and Nash; The Neville Brothers; Bonnie Raitt, or a whole host of other acts whose live shows I find less than compelling.

All that said, Music Times Five is in imminent danger of turning into the Fairport Convention blog. Since virtuoso fiddler and elfin extrovert, Dave Swarbrick, passed, I have been rediscovering my undying love for the live work of Fairport Convention. I keep finding clips which I am desperate to share, and you'll probably get most of them.

Let's start with this one, in which Swarb and Simon Nicol take a busman's holiday away from the rest of the band, but not away from its music. It's a sneaky, seemingly-populist rant by ex-Fairporter, Richard Thompson, and Nicol plays the malcontented everyman to perfection -- a man so caught up in his own misery that he doesn't even realize he's come up with the solution to his problems mid-tirade:

So you steal a car and you go for a ride
You end up sleeping with some girl guide
And everything you do leaves you empty inside
It's time to ring some changes

I said something about ranting and, for two musicians working unplugged, Swarbrick and Nicol make a big, gorgeous noise. Swarb's playing is so smart here: he harmonizes with Nicol on the choruses, and the resulting overtones give the performance an almost orchestral ring.

This is Dave Swarbrick and Simon Nicol of Fairport Convention with Richard Thompson's "Time To Ring Some Changes".