Thanks for posting this. It's a beautiful song by Chris. It brings back memories, a few of him, the restless man, visiting Wellington, sleeping in a chair once in my living room with loud rock music in earphones - explaining it helped shut out other noise, and at the folk club exchanging nasty hilarious comments with fools in the audience, but also memories of the song itself, such loneliness some of us sometimes have had, so well represented in the song. Bruce Thomson in Palmerston North.
Where is my wild rose? Where is my flower? Where is my wild rose? Where are you wandering now? Ramble you in Connemara Across that misty moor And does your heart beat loudly By Killarney's stony shore And do you bloom in Dublin I've enquired in Stephen's Green I've searched through Londonderry Twixt the Orange and the Green And as busy as they were They sloped arms for a while To muse on you with rich sweet brogue Red remembered with a smile They said you passed as a ghost Walks through the hazel wood Or Aengus searching for his love Walks through the hazel wood Where is my wild rose? Where is my flower? Where is my wild rose? Where are you wandering now?
it looks like a lot of the mtns in Appalachia.. my guess is western N. Carolina or Virginia, but north Georgia also looks like this.. it's a long, very old range, worn down by time, hence rounded and not rocky tops (the rockier, the newer they say, eventually time grinds down the rocks into soil and it washes down and the mtns get shorter.. -- from the film Parenthood: "Granny, you're smaller!" - "I'm shrinking!"
LOL - yep, the other end of Appalachia, it's a very long mtn range, and all beautiful.. more evergreens in the south (love the black spruce forests), more hardwoods in New England
Lawrence Jose Sinclair Yep, for sure. But the mountains have a green tinge, not that classic "Blue Ridge." They don't call Vermont "The Green Mountain State" for nothing.
LOL - it's all green, they get bluer when in the distance, like along the horizon, then when you're close all the trees are green... oxygen in the air must be blue.. I dunno..
I always loved fleet foxes but there was something about it i didn't like, a realised it was the really full music, which is great, but i like things a little simpler. This is perfecr :]
nice legal notice- (i don't think) good for the 'profession' but - in polite and decent soceities we mention the name of the writer: ie Chris Thompson - not a cold and meaningless message like you have here - get real man! aknowledge your source and thank them! are you an artist or ... what?
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Thanks for posting this. It's a beautiful song by Chris. It brings back memories, a few of him, the restless man, visiting Wellington, sleeping in a chair once in my living room with loud rock music in earphones - explaining it helped shut out other noise, and at the folk club exchanging nasty hilarious comments with fools in the audience, but also memories of the song itself, such loneliness some of us sometimes have had, so well represented in the song. Bruce Thomson in Palmerston North.
Just found this. It’s so beautifully sung. Imagine that it’s 2021 Christmas. Hoping for a good 2022 whoever is reading this.
wild roses..... i think love could relate to these. simplistic connection to nature, with no need for an explanation.
Where is my wild rose?
Where is my flower?
Where is my wild rose?
Where are you wandering now?
Ramble you in Connemara
Across that misty moor
And does your heart beat loudly
By Killarney's stony shore
And do you bloom in Dublin
I've enquired in Stephen's Green
I've searched through Londonderry
Twixt the Orange and the Green
And as busy as they were
They sloped arms for a while
To muse on you with rich sweet brogue
Red remembered with a smile
They said you passed as a ghost
Walks through the hazel wood
Or Aengus searching for his love
Walks through the hazel wood
Where is my wild rose?
Where is my flower?
Where is my wild rose?
Where are you wandering now?
Soul soothing...
thanks for that Louzarv1, sorry if I sounded so angry, Chris is a great song writer and a good friend of mine-
this dude is F#*%KING AWESOME
it looks like a lot of the mtns in Appalachia.. my guess is western N. Carolina or Virginia, but north Georgia also looks like this.. it's a long, very old range, worn down by time, hence rounded and not rocky tops (the rockier, the newer they say, eventually time grinds down the rocks into soil and it washes down and the mtns get shorter.. -- from the film Parenthood: "Granny, you're smaller!" - "I'm shrinking!"
I don't know, looks like it could be in Vermont to me.
LOL - yep, the other end of Appalachia, it's a very long mtn range, and all beautiful.. more evergreens in the south (love the black spruce forests), more hardwoods in New England
Lawrence Jose Sinclair Yep, for sure. But the mountains have a green tinge, not that classic "Blue Ridge." They don't call Vermont "The Green Mountain State" for nothing.
LOL - it's all green, they get bluer when in the distance, like along the horizon, then when you're close all the trees are green... oxygen in the air must be blue.. I dunno..
Eh, I love going to the Carolina Blue Ridge, and even relatively close up, they still have kind of a blue ridge.
Wooooo Dublin
I always loved fleet foxes but there was something about it i didn't like, a realised it was the really full music, which is great, but i like things a little simpler. This is perfecr :]
He's so Neil Young-y in this one
@Margarita54 thats earth, i wouldnt go there, too expensive
and people call me grumpy... fuccckkkkkk
this is so wierd hearing him say stephens green
nice legal notice- (i don't think) good for the 'profession' but - in polite and decent soceities we mention the name of the writer: ie Chris Thompson - not a cold and meaningless message like you have here - get real man!
aknowledge your source and thank them! are you an artist or ... what?