The band has kept up the mix of traditional Irish or Scottish songs and self-written tracks, though the self-written tracks have progressively become less and less folky. The band's influences are wide and varied, but obviously heavily influenced by Celtic rock bands like the Pogues, the Waterboys and Great Big Sea. Recent albums also see a clear influence from Gothic rock music. Having enjoyed growing success in and around Germany, the band reached 1000 played concerts in 2004 (the only band member to play them all is bass player Rainer Schulz), which was celebrated with a concert at Castle Hoheneck. This concert was filmed and released on two DVDs: Celebrate! and Jubilate! The concert saw participation from former band members and other guest musicians. Main lyric and music writer Peter Pathos has left the band in summer 2006 and was replaced by Patrick 'Pat' Prziwara. A live DVD Folk's not dead was released to celebrate the band's 20th anniversary in 2010
Members:
Ralf 'Albi' Albers - Vocals, Guitar, Bouzouki
Tobi Heindl (Tobias Anton Heindl) - Violin, Vocals (since 2000)
Rainer Schulz - Bass
Stefan Klug - Accordion, bodhrán (since 1991)
Frank Jooss - Drums, percussion (since 2001)
Patrick 'Pat' Prziwara - Guitar, vocals (since 2006)
Former members:
Dr. Robert Oppel (1990 - 1991) - Violin
Eric Obst (1990 - 1995) - Drums
Wolfram Kellner (1995 - 2000) -Drums
Tobias Rempe (1991 - 1995) - Violin
Tobias Schäfer (1995 - 2000) - Violin
Peter Pathos (Peter Müller) (1990 - 2006) - Guitar, whistle, mandola
Discography:
Fiddler’s Green (1992)
Black Sheep (1993)
King Shepherd (1995)
Make Up Your Mind (1996)
On and On (1997)
Spin Around (1998)
Stagebox (1999) (Live)
Another Sky (2000)
Folk Raider (2002)
Nu Folk (2003)
Celebrate! (2005) (Live)
Celebrate! DVD (2005) (Live)
Jubilate! DVD (2005) (Live)
Drive Me Mad! (2007)
Sports Day at Killaloe (2009)
Folk's not dead DVD (2010) (Live)
Wall of Folk (2011)
Winners and Boozers (2013)
Irish Rover
Fiddler's Green Lyrics
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We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork
We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
For the grad city hall in New York
'T was a wonderful craft, she was rigged fore-and-aft
And oh, how the wild winds drove her
She got several blasts, she had twenty-seven masts
And they called her the Irish Rover
We had one million bales of the best Sligo rags
We had two million barrels of rum
We had three million sides of old blind horses hides
We had four million barrels of bones
We had five million hogs, six million dogs
Seven million barrels of porter
We had eight million bails of old nanny goats' tails
In the hold of the Irish Rover
There was awl Mickey Coote who playes hard on his flute
When the ladies lined up for his set
He would tootle with skill for each sparkling quadrille
Though the dancers were fluther'd and bet
With his sparse witty talk he was cock of the walk
As he rolled the dames under and over
And they knew at a glance when he took up his stance
They sailed in the Irish Rover
There was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee
There was Hogan from County Tyrone
There was Jimmy McGurk who was scarred stiff of work
And a man from Westmeath called Malone
There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
And fighthing Bill Tracey from Dover
And your man Mick McCann from the banks of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover
We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out
And the ship lost it's way in a fog
And that whale of the crew was reduced down to two
Just myself and the captain's old dog
Then the ship struck a rock, oh Lord, what a shock!
The bulkhead was turned right over
Turned nine times around, and the poor dog was drowned
I'm the last of the Irish Rover
The song "The Irish Rover" by Fiddler's Green tells the story of a sailing voyage from Cork to New York in the year 1806. The ship, with its cargo of bricks for the city hall, was a magnificent vessel with a total of twenty-seven masts. The hold of the ship was filled with an extraordinary mix of goods, including large amounts of rum, Sligo rags, old horse hides, bones, and a multitude of other items. The crew was made up of colorful characters, including musicians, dancers, and fighters from all over Ireland.
The song speaks of a particularly skilled musician who was always the life of the party. He would play his flute with such expertise that the ladies would flock to the dance floor, eager to show off their moves. The singer also mentions various members of the crew, including Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee, Hogan from County Tyrone, and Slugger O'Toole, who was known for his love of drink and his tendency to get involved in fights.
The song has a tragic ending, as the ship is lost in a fog and struck a rock. Most of the crew is lost, including the captain's dog, leaving only the singer as the last of the Irish Rover. The song paints a vivid picture of a bygone era, when sailing ships represented the height of transportation and Ireland was a land of colorful characters and lively music.
Line by Line Meaning
On the fourth of July eighteen hundred and six
On July 4th, 1806, we embarked from Cork's docks
We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork
We embarked from Cork's dock
We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
We were hauling bricks
For the grad city hall in New York
To be used in building City Hall in New York
'T was a wonderful craft, she was rigged fore-and-aft
She was an impressive ship, rigged fore-and-aft
And oh, how the wild winds drove her
She braved some serious wind gusts
She got several blasts, she had twenty-seven masts
She survived multiple storms, was a large ship with 27 masts
And they called her the Irish Rover
Her name was the Irish Rover
We had one million bales of the best Sligo rags
We had one million quality Sligo rags in our cargo
We had two million barrels of rum
We had two million barrels of rum in our cargo
We had three million sides of old blind horses hides
We had three million sides of old horse hides in our cargo
We had four million barrels of bones
We had four million barrels of bones in our cargo
We had five million hogs, six million dogs
We had five million hogs and six million dogs in our cargo
Seven million barrels of porter
We had seven million barrels of porter beer in our cargo
We had eight million bails of old nanny goats' tails
We had eight million nanny goat tails in our cargo
In the hold of the Irish Rover
All of the above mentioned was kept in the ship's hold
There was awl Mickey Coote who playes hard on his flute
A skilled flutist Mickey Coote was aboard
When the ladies lined up for his set
Ladies waited in lines for his musical performance
He would tootle with skill for each sparkling quadrille
He played with skill for each quadrille dance
Though the dancers were fluther'd and bet
Though the dancers were tired and exhausted
With his sparse witty talk he was cock of the walk
With his humorous remarks he was the center of attention
As he rolled the dames under and over
As he twirled and flipped the ladies during their dance
And they knew at a glance when he took up his stance
They knew to start dancing when he took up his position
They sailed in the Irish Rover
They danced aboard the Irish Rover
There was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee
Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee was aboard
There was Hogan from County Tyrone
Hogan from County Tyrone was aboard
There was Jimmy McGurk who was scarred stiff of work
Jimmy McGurk who had worked hard was aboard
And a man from Westmeath called Malone
Malone from Westmeath was aboard
There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
Slugger O'Toole was drunk most of the time
And fighthing Bill Tracey from Dover
Bill Tracey was a fighter from Dover
And your man Mick McCann from the banks of the Bann
Mick McCann, from the banks of the Bann, was the captain
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover
Mick McCann was the captain of the Irish Rover
We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out
We were sailing for seven years when measles broke out
And the ship lost it's way in a fog
The ship got lost in a fog
And that whale of the crew was reduced down to two
Our crew got reduced to only two members
Just myself and the captain's old dog
Only myself and the captain's old dog were left
Then the ship struck a rock, oh Lord, what a shock!
We hit a rock and it was an unpleasant surprise!
The bulkhead was turned right over
The bulkhead flipped upside down
Turned nine times around, and the poor dog was drowned
The upside-down section of our ship turned nine times and the captain's dog drowned
I'm the last of the Irish Rover
I am the only survivor of the Irish Rover
Contributed by Levi C. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Penny
I love how everything this band does is so high energy! ^_^
timschnbl
Very cool Song :) greetings from Germany
Anthony
Fantastic...
TVirusVegeta
My First Fiddlers Song den ich gehört habe. Klasse Song.
j onos
hier worden een paar mooie nummers verkracht .