#FortnightFridayMusic
July 28 2023
The word is Old
#NatalieMacMaster “In My Hands” from In My Hands, 1999
Lyrics:
Through your voice I hear your stories
And in these hands they become my own
And the old times and old memories
Call to life beneath my bow
Natalie MacMaster had a thriving performing and recording career of traditional #Celtic #fiddling when she dropped this seemingly incongruous #TripHop flavored, #turntablist-tinged #TonePoem onto her sixth album,in fact choosing it to open the album and to provide its title. But it only takes a moment to realize that this makes perfect lyrical sense; it’s a love song…to her fiddle (and under a minute for the beloved’s answer on the track).
Why did this countrified niche-star take such a turn in style - an attempt to reach a younger, wider audience? Perhaps she saw opportunity after cousin and fellow #CapeBreton fiddler #AshleyMacIsaac's "Sleepy Maggie" hit modern radio. But turn she did, making the old new.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oriLRfI-_oE