Kiss Me, I Forgot to Wear Green
I too have that token Irish potato famine refugee lurking somewhere ’round the family tree. He’s never been enough to garner me free beer or kisses, no matter how many times I make flagrant gestures with a pennywhistle.
So in the spirit of a token celebratory linkfest, I’ve been listening to Live Ireland, which has spotty quality control but some interesting things, and reading that list of disgusting things traditional flute players do everyone else seems to be linking, which is absolutely true in every particular.
Happy Green Beer Day.