November 19, 2007> 1:35 PM
irish music > the chieftans > the mad puck goat
Here's another one from The Chieftans - An Poc Ar Buile (The Mad Puck Goat). This may be my favorite from their fairly recent album Water from the Well. In this album, they went around Ireland recording music from different areas. This one was recorded in the town of Dingle (Daingean Uí Chúis or as seen on the road signs, An Daingean). It's a pretty little seaside town in County Kerry. I was there for part of a day last year, very nice. I love this song for the combination of great voice work and musical instruments. Each verse here is sung by a different man. They apparently got help from some friends in Dingle. I found an English translation of the Irish you'll hear, which I'll put below the video. Watch out for that crazy goat!
An Poc Ar Buile (The Mad Puck Goat) - English As I set out with me pike in hand To old Dromore to join a meithil (work gang) Who should I meet but a tan puck goat And he roarin' mad, in ferocious mettle Chorus Aill-il-lu puill-il-iu - Aill-il-lu ta an poc ar buile Aill-il-lu puill-il-iu - Aill-il-lu ta an poc ar buile
He chased me over bush and weed And through the bog the run proceeded 'Till he caught his horns in a clump of gorse And on his back I jumped unheeded Chorus
There was ne'er a rock with no passage through Which he didn't jump, and me like Eddie Macken* But when he leaped clean down Faill Breach I felt like a load of old wet sacking Chorus
When the sergeant stood in Rochestown With a force of guards to apprehend us The goat he tore his trousers down And made rags of his breeches and new suspenders Chorus
In Dingle the following afternoon The Parish Priest came to call us to order And he swore froom the pulpit each Sunday in June Twas the devil on the back of his pold grandfather Chorus
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