The making of ... "Rhythm 'n' Folk"

Probeweekend in Uster (Der Bass fehlt, weil heruntergefallen ...)

Unsere erste CD wurde am 10. April 1996 im "Dynamo" in Zürich aufgenommen.
Am Nachmittag nahmen wir ohne Publikum auf, am Abend gab es dann ein Konzert-Mitschnitt.
Auf der CD ist ein Mix, wobei wir wegen ihrer Lebendigkeit mehrheitlich die Live-Aufnahmen bevorzugten.

Die Band setzte sich zum Zeitpunkt dieser CD-Produktion wie folgt zusammen:
• Elisabeth Schneeberger: Fiddle, E-Violin, Backingvocals
• Reinhold Möllenbeck: Bouzouki, Mandolin, Guitar, Vocals
• Tom Keller: Guitar, Percussion, Vocals
• Christian Haas: Doublebass, Backingvocals

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A SMILING FACE

Well the old days are old and the young days are new
So lend me your wings and we`ll fly to the moon
I caught a glimpse and I looked in the room
I could see you were looking at me .............looking is free

And my life it is short and eternity`s long
And I know things are strange when things they go wrong
But I like the way that you`re smiling at me
So let¥s make it together today..............under a tree

Tell me why do I spent so much time in the city
When it makes me feel bad, my skin feels so gritty
I`m looking at you and you`re looking so pretty
So would you make company with me........over some tea

Inspiration didn`t come, and the day was nearly done
I blew in from the wind into this place the most pleasant suprise today was this smiling face

It`s chilly outside, now the summer has gone
Another year older, another year on
Well I ran from the people who tried to cling on
Tell me what is there left in the end

Just your memories..............In your note books
In your photographs............In the songs that we sing

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EVERYTHING'S GONE (Reinhold Möllenbeck)

One morning the sun felt so terribly tired, wasn`t in the mood, yet, to rise
The moon said, o.k., I`ll do your job, hey I`ll do it in diguise
I want to see you again

So he put on a mask and well managed the task, `til Mr. Jones got up very late
He said, "Darling, my dear, I`d say, something`s wrong here", When he saw that odd kind of shade
I want to see you again

One day you`ll notice that everything`s gone, and there is nothing left for you to hold on
You had this idea, you could carry on, travelling down the old road, meeting all the same friends
Living and dying and lying and crying, and saying goodbye all the time
Roughen and toughen yourself and then laughing, is all what life is about

One day she said to him, "I need to talk", and so they went down to the beach
He thought they were going just for a talk on that walk, but then she was ready to preach
I want to see you again

I don`t feel good, I`d like to do this and that and I`ll go on a different way
And besides, my dear, I think that you`ve grown too fat, but maybe, maybe some day
I want to see you again

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LES FEMMES CHAUSSEES (Bobbie Wayne)

Cro-Magnon women did her stuff with hand and foot both hard and tough
And unencumbered thus she ran alongside her cro-magnon man

Refrain
Les femmes chaussées, les femmes chaussées
les femmes chaussées, les femmes chaussées ...

The ancient asian thought its neat to bind his baby daughter's feet
A hobbling woman stayed at home while husband's feet were free to roam

To Louis Quinze the honour goes for donning heels with pointy toes
But when those shoes began to uex he passed them to the other sex

Victorian woman hid her looks laced up and bound by buttonhooks
And bloomer girls who made the news took off the skirts but left the shoes

Now modern women has a choice politically she's found her voice
But she'll have podriatic woes 'til she's free from heel to toe

Now all humanitarians know heels are for barbarians
Lets add this to our list of goals we'll kick them suckers off our souls

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THE FOGGY MOUNTAIN TOP (Carter Family)

Refrain:
If I was on some foggy mountain top
I`d sail away to the west
I`d sail around this whole wide world
To the boy I love the best

If I had listened to what my mother said
I would not have been hee today
A-wishin for things I`ll never have
And whittlin my young life away

He tought me to weep he tought me to mourn
He tought me to leave my home
That lonesome town and those good old times
I`m on my way back home

Now when you see that other blonde
There`s something you can tell her
She need not blue her time away
Trying to steal my feller

Now when you come a-courting me
Put on your navy blue
That long-tailed roustabout you wear
Don`t do a thing for you

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SWEET GREEN ISLAND (Reinhold Möllenbeck)

I sit here in the middle of the night, nobody around and I don`t expect someone
Coming to save my life sometimes I think I don`t want to be saved

Struggling with my arms and with my legs towards her , I get to close to her
Loosing control, and my head is spinning around and round and round .......

Refrain
Endless circles everywhere, i could leave it, if I dare
Sweet green islands here and there, though soon you got to find them

The other day I knew what love could be, had it all and I had no fear
Hugging all the kids around me, without really asking who they were

Is it just a matter of no reply maybe I don`t know what love is all about
People are trying to tell me man, you got to go fot it, you got to try

So when I fell in love with you, my dear I just kept in mind, what I really wanted
told you all about it and now I`m discovering the art of slowliness

I sit here in the middle of the night nobody around and I don`t expect someone
Coming to save my life sometimes I think I don`t want to be saved

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STRUGGLE ON (Kevin Doherty)

Well the morning`s too cruel the night`s too blind they don`t allow for the things you`re leaving behind
The road`s relentless the pain`s the same so they said to me
I asked what`s the point? they said not a lot but you got to make use of the things that you`re not
So I bit my tongue and bid my eyes to see what I could see

Refrain
Struggle on, struggle on though your heart is sick and your knees are gone
Struggle on, struggle on you`ll fight another day
Struggle on, struggle on though your heart is sick you are still strong
Struggle on, struggle on you`ll fight another day

Well I wellcomed the world with a curious grin waited for this days round to begin
And Idrank at some coffee and I smoked a tree and I pleaded with above
Don`t leave me now in my hour of need don`t let me die and don`t let me bleed
And what is the meaninsg of this life? and what`s this thing called love?

Now it`s come as a shock but I do declare I believe that I`ve been treated fair
I got a bucket of friends I can depend and I got me a girl
So life leads on and it`s ready or not I just got the strength for another shot
So take that hat out of your eyes and wink back at the world

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CARRICKFERGUS (traditional)

I wish I was in Carrickfergus
Only for nights, in Ballygrand
I would swim over, the deepest ocean
The deepest ocean, my love to find

But the sea is wide, and I cannot swim over
Nor have I wings, so I could fly
I wish I could meet a handsome boatman
To carry me over to my love and die

Ah but in Killkenny, it is reported
They have marble stones there as black as ink
With gold and silver, I did support her
But I'll sing no more now, till I get a drink

I'm drunk today, and I'm seldom sober
A handsome rover from town to town
Ah but I'm sick now, my days are numbred
So come all you young men, and lay me down

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I'LL TELL ME MA (traditional)

I'll tell me ma when I go home, the boys won't leave the girls alone
They pulled my hair, they stole my comb, but that's all right till I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty, she is the bell of Belfast city
She is counting one, two, three, please won't you tell me who is she

Albert Mooney says he loves her, all the boys are fighting for her
They knock at the door and they ring at the bell sayin' "Oh my true love, are you well?"
Out she comes as white as snow, rings on her fingers and bells on her toes
Old John Murray says she'll die if she doesn't get the fellow with the roving eye

Let the wind and rain and the hail blow high, and the snow come tumblin' from the sky
She's as nice as apple pie, she'll get her own lad by and by
When she gets a lad of her own, she won't tell her ma when she goes home
Let them all come as they will, for it's Albert Mooney she loves still

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