Monday, June 25, 2007

Arthur McBride and The Sergeant by Paul Brady




I've spent most of my free time recently learning and perfecting the Irish traditional song Arthur McBride and The Sergeant. The song probably has as many versions as there are singers of the song (even Bob Dylan recorded it, but I think most people would agree that Paul Brady's version is definitive. Especially his gorgeous guitar arrangement. Brady is a phenomenal guitarist and song writer (even if the production of his records went a bit L.A. glossy in the 80's and 90's). In the 60's and 70's in Ireland, there was a thriving and unique music scene. Young musicians not only tuned into imported rock music, but they were also digging deep into the Irish tradition, and rescuing old songs from obscurity. Paul Brady was among those at the forefront, and was famous for his work with The Johnstons, Andy Irvine, and Planxty, before he left traditional music and had a successful career as a solo rock artist and song writer. His rock and pop songs have been covered by Bonnie Raitt, Tina Turner, and Bob Dylan, to name a few. While working in the Irish traditional idiom, he revolutionised the use of the guitar in Irish music (something frowned upon by traditionalists at the time), by his innovative use of alternative tunings, and by mixing rich harmonic progressions with intricate embellished picking, reminiscent of a pipe or fiddle player.


I have known the general outline of Arthur McBride and The Sergeant for a long time, but I have always wanted to learn Brady's guitar part. Ages back I bought a DVD where he plays several of his songs and explains the techniques and tunings used. I finally got around to watching the DVD, and I've almost perfected the song. Maybe I'll stick up a video of myself once I have it down.

I love the song - in many ways it's a perfect song. It is an anti-recruitment song that has a great cinematic storyline, with good guys and bad guys, a great melody, and a lyric that fits perfectly with the rhythm. Wikipedia has a decent history of the song here.

Arthur McBride and the Sergeant (Trad arranged and adapted Paul Brady)

Oh, me and my cousin, one Arthur McBride
As we went a-walking down by the seaside
Now, mark what followed and what did betide
For it being on Christmas morning...
Out for recreation, we went on a tramp
And we met Sergeant Napper and Corporal Vamp
And a little wee drummer, intending to camp
For the day being pleasant and charming.

"Good morning ! Good morning!" the sergeant did cry
"And the same to you gentlemen! " we did reply
Intending no harm but meant to pass by
For it being on Christmas morning.
But says he, "My fine fellows if you will enlist,
It's ten guineas in gold I will slip in your fist
And a crown in the bargain for to kick up the dust
And drink the King's health in the morning."

For a soldier he leads a very fine life
And he always is blessed with a charming young wife
And he pays all his debts without sorrow or strife
And always lives pleasant and charming...
And a soldier he always is decent and clean
In the finest of clothing he's constantly seen
While other poor fellows go dirty and mean
And sup on thin gruel in the morning. "

"But, " says Arthur, "I wouldn't be proud of your clothes
For you've only the lend of them as I suppose
And you dare not change them one night, for you know
If you do you'll be flogged in the morning.
And although that we are single and free
we take great delight in our own company
And we have no desire strange faces to see
Although that your offers are charming
And we have no desire to take your advance
All hazards and dangers we barter on chance
For you would have no scruples for to send us to France
Where we would get shot without warning"

"Oh now! " says the sergeant, "I'll have no such chat
And I neither will take it from spalpeen or brat
For if you insult me with one other word
I'll cut off your heads in the morning"
And then Arthur and I we soon drew our hods
And we scarce gave them time for to draw their own blades
When a trusty shillelagh came over their heads
And bade them take that as fair warning

And their old rusty rapiers that hung by their side
We flung them as far as we could in the tide
"Now take them out, Divils!" cried Arthur McBride
"And temper their edge in the morning"
And the little wee drummer we flattened his pow
And we made a football of his rowdeydowdow
Threw it in the tide for to rock and to row
And bade it a tedious returning

And we having no money, paid them off in cracks
And we paid no respect to their two bloody backs
For we lathered them there like a pair of wet sacks
And left them for dead in the morning.
And so to conclude and to finish disputes
We obligingly asked if they wanted recruits
For we were the lads who would give them hard clouts
And bid them look sharp in the morning.

Oh me and my cousin, one Arthur McBride
As we went a walkin' down by the seaside,
Now mark what followed and what did betide
For it being on Christmas morning.

10 Comments:

Anonymous derfen said...

You're spot-on about him going a bit "LA Glossy" in the 80's/90's. He's definitely at his best just him and the guitar, maybe with some trad accompaniment ala Planxty.
I discovered "Nothing But The Same Old Story" a couple of years ago, great stuff, and listen to him on and off ever since.
Cool song to learn to play John, though i find any song i love that i then learn just seems to lose a little something for me, d'ya know what i mean , sham ?

11:07 PM  
Blogger John Mc said...

Derfen

Yeah - I would love if he would do a new acoustic album. If you like his acoustic stuff, get your hands on the "Liberty Tapes", which is a live solo acoustic concert all trad stuff. All the young trad luminaries of the time, (Andy Irvine, Matt Molloy etc), make guest appearances.
"Nothing But the Same Old Story" is a classic. It has just the right amount of spleen, it would be very easy for that to be an anti-Brit song, but it catches all the complexities and contradictions of forced emigration.
Re songs losing something when you learn them, I used to really find that, especially playing in a band. But I find I can better internalise solo acoustic songs and make them my own. Especially the more complex ones. I get great joy out of playing Richard Thompson's "Beeswing" or "Vincent Black Lightning", or Brady's "Crazy Dreams", knowing that my fingers can, after a lot of hard work, actually play these pieces.
There is also HUGE frustration in learning, and consistently playing them well :)
Do you play much ?

10:41 AM  
Blogger MairĂ©ad said...

Do it!

12:26 PM  
Blogger John Mc said...

Mairead

I will! Just need a few days to sand off the sharp edges, apply some varnish and polish! I also need to teach myself some video editing and you tube putting upping.

1:34 PM  
Anonymous derfen said...

I play in spurts John. Sometimes i don't pick up the guitar for weeks, and then other times i'll just let myself get lost in alternate tunings and kick myself for never recording or remembering wtf i was playing.
I've been playing since i was about 13. Went to a few lessons with Willie Ryan (brother of Mike Ryan from Tuesday Blue) ......i pissed him off coz i was lazy about learning scales, and been beating away ever since.
Used to busk the odd time on O' connell st., with Niall Quinn of "The Hitchers" fame.

I'm very stage shy, but have been harboring a desire to get out there and do something for quite a while now.

8:06 PM  
Blogger The Hangar Queen said...

Go for it John.That's one of my all time favourites and it would be great to see you preform it.

derfen,
I went to school with and was a pal of 'Hoss'Carney.I recently found a confirmation picture of us from 1985....aaaargghhhh

12:27 AM  
Blogger John Mc said...

Derfen

We must know some people in common. I know Andy from the Hitchers, and if I say so myself, we were the first group of youngfella's to regularly busk outside Todds, (we won the Limerick busking competition back during the Limerick millenium, 800 centenial, whatever it was called!).

Jaysus Tuesday Blue - theres a memory. Upstairs at the Pink Elephant. I'd love to get my hand's on their album and see how it stands up.

You know, the only way to get over stage fright is to go and play regularly. Despite years of playing in bands I used to still get a little nervous of doing solo shows. I took singing lessons a few years back, and my teacher used to make me do recitals, she banned my guitar, (a crutch), for the first two. I got over it pretty quickly.

Dev
If I can get over a bout of allergies, which make me sound like I singing into the tail pipe of a car, I'll video and stick it up over the weekend. I have the genesis of an idea of finding the original artist on YouTube, blogging that and following it with video of me doing my version.

11:32 AM  
Anonymous Primal Sneeze said...

Brady is a king, John. I even love his LA Glossy stuff. It has a twist.

In total agreement on his guitar work - he can really use the dusty end.

10:21 PM  
Blogger John Mc said...

the dusty end - never heard that expression before!

10:36 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Does anybody know what a 'hod' is in the context of this song? It can't possibly be the brick-carrying tool - you'd never take them when out for receation on Christmas Day, would you, nor would you 'draw' them to use as weapons if you did? I do have a theory about the 'pow' that gets flattened - it's the corruption of the word 'Pauke', German for kettledrum. And wasn't the British Army of the time very Hanoverian? Just a notion.

6:26 AM  

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