Sunas and Riogh: Illawarra Diggers Club, Saturday 31 August 2013

Sunas and Riogh
Sunas and Riogh

Sunas and Riogh together at last

Illawarra Diggers Club

Saturday 31 August 2013

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You can find out lots of details about this gig on Sunas and Riogh’s respective Facebook pages.

Ordinarily, I would add my own frothy observations and wax lyrical about the myriad wonders to behold on what shall be a night of nights.

But between the devil and the deep blue sea, and this borrowed laptop and WordPress that has decided to behave like a six month old with three cups of double shot espresso and a Red Bull, it’s working my last frayed nerve.

So. Sunas. Riogh. Probably my two favourite Celtic bands in the country, and definitely top three.

Two weeks ago I spoke with Lindsay Martin from Riogh about the night. Wrap your shell-like around this lot then:

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2012 Folk in the Foothills at Jamberoo Lodge

Entrance to Jamberoo Lodge. "Abandon all signal, ye who be with Optus and its subsidiaries." (Long John Silver, 1756.)
Entrance to Jamberoo Lodge. “Abandon all signal, ye who be with Optus and its subsidiaries.” (Long John Silver, 1756.)

Folk in the Foothills 2012

Some scribblings by Bill Quinn

Sunday 14 October 2012

I’ve written extensively, exhaustively and some might say nauseatingly in the past on what I deem to be the restorative power of folk festivals.

They’re good for what ails ya.

Your worst day at a festival beats your best day doing many other things. I mean, look, it IS possible to say, “Gee, I had a great day at work!” It is. I’ve had them meself. But I can’t remember too many times when I’ve said, “Well that was a crappy festival day”.

My first and latest Folk in the Foothills was in 2008 and I recall it vividly for two very specific reasons. Back in those days, I was singing with Ecopella, that wonderful, sustainably-good four-part singing mob from around NSW and the ACT.

And what made it doubly good for a small ‘g’ greenie such as meself that day was that when I arrived somewhere on the south coast to give a lift to the choir director, I was brandishing the front cover of The Canberra Times which was announcing that the Greens looked like winning the balance of power in the previous day’s Legislative Assembly elections in Canberra.

And the other reason I recall well was that at Jamberoo in the mid-afternoon, I spied two rather gorgeous women who did indeed look like they were having a pretty crappy festival day.

(See, it all came around to a point of some sort in the end. And that’s just the way I planned it. Yeah, right.)

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