#fotheringay

[balladofsallyrose]

Sandy Denny, 1971

#sandy denny #fairport convention #fotheringay #70s

[21stcenturyschizoidcat]

One album wonders

Skip Spence

Blind Faith

Derek and the Dominos

The Rockets

Flaming Youth

Food Brain

Shinki Chen

Fotheringay

Gandalf

Giles, Giles, and Fripp

McDonald and Giles

The Young Veins

#skip spence #alexander spence #moby grape #eric clapton #derek and the dominos #blind faith #steve winwood #ginger baker #shinki chen #classic rock #phil collins #flaming youth #the rockets #danny whitten #giles giles and fripp #McDonald and Giles #king Crimson #robert fripp #the young veins #ryan ross #gandalf #Fotheringay #sandy denny

[ukdamo]

Fotheringhay

Mary Queen of Scots

Que suis-je hélas? Et de quoi sert ma vie? Je ne suis fors qu'un corps privé de coeur, Une ombre vaine, un objet de malheur Qui n'a plus rien que de mourir en vie. Plus ne me portez, O ennemis, d'envie A qui n'a plus l'esprit à la grandeur. J'ai consommé d'excessive douleur Votre ire en bref de voir assouvie. Et vous, amis, qui m'avez tenue chère, Souvenez-vous que sans coeur et sans santé Je ne saurais aucune bonne oeuvre faire, Souhaitez donc fin de calamité Et que, ici-bas étant assez punie, J'aie ma part en la joie infinie.

Alas what am I? What use has my life? I am but a body whose heart's torn away, A vain shadow, an object of misery Who has nothing left but death-in-life. O my enemies, set your envy all aside; I've no more eagerness for high domain; I've borne too long the burden of my pain To see your anger swiftly satisfied. And you, my friends who have loved me so true, Remember, lacking health and heart and peace, There is nothing worthwhile that I can do; Ask only that my misery should cease And that, being punished in a world like this, I have my portion in eternal bliss.

#Mary Queen of Scots #poetry #lament #egotism #power #execution #imprisonment #fotheringay #elizabeth I

[krispyweiss]

Former Fairport Convention and Jethro Tull Drummer Gerry Conway Dies at 76

Drummer Gerry Conway, who spent nearly a quarter-century with Fairport Convention and also played with Cat Stevens, Jethro Tull and others, has died, his son said.

Conway, 76, died March 29; no cause was given.

“Rest in peace, Gerry,” said Fairport Convention, the band Conway left in 2022 after 24 years.

“Thank you for your music and friendship. Our thoughts are with Gerry’s family and friends at this extremely sad time.”

Winter Wilson toured with Fairport in 2018 and Dave Wilson was profoundly impacted by watching Conway at work.

“What struck me about his playing was the subtleties; he wasn’t afraid of silence, he knew how effective a gentle brush across a cymbal could be,” Wilson said of Conway. “And then, when he did go all guns blazing, it had an amazing impact.”

The drummer got his start in the 1970s with Fotheringay and appeared on the debut albums of Sandy Denny and Joan Armatrading. He went on to spend several years in Stevens’ band, drum for Jethro Tull in the 1980s and record and tour alongside Richard Thompson and others before joining Fairport in 1998.

The artist now known as Yusuf/Cat Stevens eulogized his “great old drummer” on social media.

“What a lad, and what ingenuity and style,” Stevens wrote of Conway. “May God grant him the beautiful reward of peace everlasting.”

Martin Barre was “devastated” at the loss of his “dear friend” and onetime bandmate.

“I have been so lucky to have shared a stage with (Conway) so many times, and I always had a big smile when I would look over to him playing next to me,” the former Tull guitarist said.

“He was one of those rare people who gave out so much warmth and friendship.”

3/30/24

#gerry conway #fairport convention #jethro tull #cat stevens #yusuf/cat stevens #martin barre #winter wilson #richard thompson #fotheringay #sandy denny #joan armatrading

[dollarbin]

Sandy Saturday's #9:

Late November

The weirder the better when it comes to Bob Dylan and Neil Young's lyrics. There is no logic to the ghost of electricity howling in the bones of Johanna's face, just as there's no clear meaning to Mother Goose, on the skids, looking for someone to scream at.

But the surreal images summoned up by such lyrics, together with their phrasing and the musical textures that swirl around them, never get stale; they never get old; instead they glow in our waking and sleeping dreams alike and rumble deep in the marrow of our fears. I'd love to stand with Johanna or Mother Goose for a moment; then I'd flee.

Sandy Denny was an unappreciated and unrecognized lyrical peer to both Dylan and Young. Just take a listen to Late November, the opening track from her first solo record, The North Star Grassman and the Ravens. The birds, they are clouds; the temples, they're filled with the strangest of creatures; and the pilot flies solo on the mercury sea.

Denny stacks image after image into this bustling fever dream. We've got a sunken boat, tall brown people and a wooded, serpent laden ravine. 50+ years ago Joyce Carol Oats famously used Dylan's own image stacked It's All Over Now, Baby Blue as the basis for her celebrated short story Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been? I call upon her to follow that tale up with another story, this one based on the images within Late November.

Denny recorded the song with her third band, Fotheringay, for a sophomore record which never materialized. Rather, she ditched that far too boyfriend heavy band, and brought Richard Thompson in to clean up the track and help her assemble Grassman. You can hear him here, layering on alternatively frantic and stately licks without ever getting in Denny's way.

The emergent track is fantastic, but I don't know that it's perfect. The denser and richer the lyric, the less is needed from the instrumentation. Says I.

And so it's always a pleasure to experience Late November by Sandy alone. Here she is in one of the very, very few available videos of her performing.

This is from 1971. 54 years ago. Denny was just 24 years old. But yet she had just 7 years left, many of them lost to misguided males, booze and post-natal depression. Just think of all the dreams, all the visions, poetry and beauty we were not able to behold.

The methods of madness, the pathos and the sadness God help you all, the insane and wise. The black and the white, the darkness of the night I see only smoke from the chimneys arise...

Good grief. Everyone: count your blessings. And have a great Sandy Saturday.

#sandy denny #sandy saturdays #bob dylan #neil young #fotheringay #Youtube

[cruelsister-moved2]

Winter winds they do blow cold, The time of year, it is chosen. Now the frost and fire, And now the sea is frozen. He who sleeps he does not see The coming of the seasons, The filling of a dream Without a time to reason. When she walks through evil O'er the paths of broken illusions, Carefully now she lives, For she has mended her confusion.

#mp3 #folk #10 second silence at the start u know the drill #her voice is so INSANE i always think like no it can'tbe that good #I must have like been too into it and I'll see now that it's not #no she's literallyinsane what the hell #this album art is also so fun #that post abt how the best song ever is always 2 minutes long #wait uhhh #sandy denny #fotheringay #winter winds #they literally did her voice so dirty w the mixes on the fairport albums #like when u hear her solo stuff or live its so next level. i blame joe boyd

[jt1674]

#fotheringay #too much of nothing

[allmusic]

AllMusic Staff Pick: Fotheringay Fotheringay

Sandy Denny's post-Fairport Convention project mined similar folk-rock territory while further establishing her as one of England's greatest singer/songwriters. - Timothy Monger

#allmusic staff picks #fotheringay

[amp-mod]

Nothing More by Fotheringay

#fotheringay #sandy denny #Spotify

[julio-viernes]

Fotheringay en el programa de la TV alemana Beat Club haciendo "Too Much Of Nothing" de las "cintas del sótano" de Bob Dylan. Sandy Denny, Trevor Lucas y el recientemente fallecido Gerry Conway. Como puede comprobarse en esos años, 1970, la sombra de The Band era alargadísima, y las "basement tapes" un mito sabroso al que poder recurrir. Vía Jeff Conklin. Ésta, hoy, día 4 del 4 de 2024, es en recuerdo de mi amigo Giuseppe.

#fotheringay #bob dylan #the band #sandy denny #trevor lucas #gerry conway #jeff concklin #pablo angulo #youtube

[balladofsallyrose]

Sandy Denny, 1975

#sandy denny #fairport convention #fotheringay #70s

[bloomfish]

u don't need to know anything about these guys just pick based on silliness of name

#ive decided to leave off the actual first names but know that in many cases they actually make it worse #claude cattermole 'catsmeat' potter-pirbright gets me every time #also barmy fotheringay-phipps is so fun to say i say it randomly a lot #and dont ask me why i included stinker pinker's full name it just looked incomplete #CATSMEAT. #pg wodehouse #jeeves and wooster

[partiallypearl]

D'you see the water and watch it flow And float an empty shell, And you think that I'm hiding from the island.

#percy jackson #percyjacksonedit #pjo tv series #pjo series #gifs #gif #*mine #my baby boyyyyyy #song is the sea by fotheringay #percyjacksonandtheolympiansedit #pjoedit

[thepentangle]

Fotheringay > fairport con. Sorry

#jk love them both but imaginr if fotheringay had more than 1 studio album 💔

[dollarbin]

Sandy Saturdays #14:

Fotheringay's Nothing More

Fotheringay could have been the best band of the 70's. Their drummer, Gerry Conway, who just passed away last month, was soulfully nuts, their lead guitar player was basically a Richard Thompson impersonator, their rhythm guitarist could strum better than me and was an exceptionally good bass singer, their bass player could, well, play the bass, and, most importantly of course, they were entirely dedicated to all things Sandy Denny.

But it all went south quickly: their first record is brilliant but went nowhere, their drummer split to Iceland, and Sandy soldiered her way into a solo career.

The world, I guess, was barely ready for a woman to front a band, let alone for a band to exist solely in support of one. Happily, that's no longer true in music; if only we could say the same about American culture and politics...

But every bit of the band's raw and dynamic potential is on full display in the opening track of their single record. Take a listen:

The drums don't keep the beat here, they drive it. Jerry Donahue's guitar gurgles and ripples about. And Sandy doesn't sing along, nor does she posture; rather, she fills the bold, strong center. This is her song; this is her band.

Remember, this was 1970. Sandy shows us in Nothing More that she was in lock step with Neil Young, Van Morrison and Joni Mitchell; each were layering new sounds around their music; each was suddenly writing in a deeply personal and mysterious manner that bore no resemblance to either Bob Dylan, on the one hand, or that era's pop music on the other.

Heady times! Hope you're having a very Sandy Saturday...

#sandy denny #sandy saturdays #richard thompson #fotheringay

[scotianostra]

On February 9th in 1587, news reached London of Mary, Queen of Scots execution the previous day.

The people went wild with joy, church bells were rung out in celebration, guns thundered a salute, bonfires were lit in celebration and there were impromptu feasts held in every street.

Elizabeth however, did not greet the news with the same enthusiasm! It is said she had signed the death warrant in anger when she was told that Mary had plotted against her to be the figurehead of a Catholic uprising in England. It is also claimed that she withdrew the warrant but it was retained by her spymaster Walsingham.

Historians still debate how much Mary knew about the plot to overthrow Elizabeth.

It is a fact that the English Queen became almost hysterical. Her biographer William Camden, wrote that

“her countenance changed, her words faltered, and with excessive sorrow she was in a manner astonished, insomuch as she gave herself over to grief, putting herself into mourning weeds and shedding abundance of tears”.

Her rage was vengeful against those who had acted on her behalf. They had expected her anger, but not quite this extreme! Some fled home, others were banished, and Davison who had carried the warrant to Fotheringay, was imprisoned in the Tower of London.

Elizabeth wrote to James VI, telling him that his mother’s execution had happened without her knowledge, and whilst James at first displayed grief, he did not want to alienate Elizabeth, and told a group of angry nobles that he believed Elizabeth was genuine in her grief and would not do anything to effect the Anglo-Scottish alliance.

It was three weeks before news of Mary’s execution reached France, where there was widespread distress at the death of the King’s sister-in-law. The English Ambassador reported:

“I never saw a thing more hated by little, great, old, young and of all religions than the Queen of Scots’ death, and especially the manner of it. I would to God it had not been in this time”

On 12th March 1587 as a part of French national mourning a requiem mass was held at Notre Dame attended by Henri III, Catherine de Medici, and many of Mary’s Guise relations including her uncle, Elbeuf. A moving eulogy was given by Renauld de Beaune, Archbishop of Bourges, recalling the days of her youth and the spectacle of her magnificent wedding ceremony in Paris. It seemed to him ‘as if God had chosen to render her virtues more glorious than her afflictions’. She had become a cult figure.

It’s a disgrace the Scottish nation were denied a similar mark of respect for Mary, remember many Scots still thought of her as our rightful Monarch, although it has been said that in Scotland there was displays of anger towards Elizabeth for what had happened - despite the fact that they had forced Mary’s abdication twenty years earlier.

In the eyes of Catholic Europe, Mary was a Martyr, wrongfully put to death by the ‘heretic Elizabeth’. Philip of Spain believed it was his duty to avenge Mary’s death.

Nevertheless, Scotland and France did not act in revenge for Mary. Philip did however, with the Armada as we know. But this did not quite have the desired affect, thanks largely to the weather. It is ironic to think that Mary’s death gave both herself and Elizabeth their finest hour, Mary became the Martyr that she wanted to be, while Elizabeth became 'Gloriana’, with the “heart and stomach of a King”.

I will finish this post and go back briefly to Mary’s execution. Those present that day spoke of her great courage and dignity, just under 61 years later her grandson Charles I was also executed with the same bravery shown, whatever the faults or follies of the House of Stuart, its sons and daughters, with rare exceptions, have at least known how to die.

The pics show the death mask of Mary, her tomb in Westminster Abbey and a replica in The Museum of Scotland, Edinburgh.

#scotland #scottish #history #england #france #spain #the stuarts