saint brigid's eve - and am I born to die? - the 101st anniversary of the birth of alan lomax

horsemouth thinks this (the 100th anniversary gig with the owl service and others) was his favourite gig of 2015 and he went to twenty odd others - ok grandmaster flash was great  in a hip-hop karaoke kind of way, it was great to see marshall allen 'conducting' the magic science orchestra, and it was good to be back at the roundhouse to see electric wizard raising the ghost of black sabbath and goblin.

tonight is one of those celtic quarter days - when milk churns in dresses with no face are processing from door to door collecting 'donations' for a party. as a child in south wales horsemouth remembers being shown 'the king of the birds'  - a wren in the coffin of a matchbox (and being upset about this), he also remembers his dad's workmates arriving with a horses skull on a stick in search of beer, he remembers snow on the ground in winter (but mostly he remembers rain - months of it).

horsemouth (due to inefficiency) missed the housing march - instead he wandered about and then did a bit of babysitting. he's just done a bit of babysitting this morning - he's not sure what he's up to for the rest of the day.

one of the songs that lomax collected was idumea (and am  I born to die?). horsemouth has put up the doc watson and gaither carlton version before - so here's country singer john fullbright's one.