"Happy Within - An Irish American Songbook"
Collection of Lyrics and Commentary on 38 Irish American Songs.
Each song is hand-plucked from the waves of time. You'll find serenades from sources like: Alan Lomax's 1938 field recordings, vaudeville stages, medieval manuscripts, Butte Montana miners and railroad workers, the West coast of Ireland, Thin Lizzy, Hell's Kitchen, and more! You'll even see a few soon-to-be-classics written by Melanie Beth Curran herself. A surefire party for the lads, lassies and laxxes all.
The title “Happy Within” comes from the lyrics which sparked this songbook’s creation. In 1938, Alan Lomax recorded a guy named John W. Green on Beaver Island in Michigan. Discovering the field recording of Mr. Green singing “Kathleen Mauvorneen” sent Curran on a quest.
“Happy Within” contains lyrics and commentary for 38 songs, plus pictures and ramblings.
104 pages, full color
6.69 X 9.61 inches, spiral bound
110lb cover
70lb text
Contains:
Highway Patrolman - Bruce Springsteen
The Patriot Game - Dominic Behan
Low Places - Garth Brooks
I Am Thinking Ever Thinking - Traditional / Singing of Delores Keane
Fannin Street - Kathleen Brennan and Tom Waits
Óró sé do bheatha abhaile - Traditional / Singing of Sinéad O’Connor
Barney McShane - Andrew B. Sterling / Singing of Kevin Shannon
New York Girls - Traditional Sea Shanty / Singing of Finbar Furey
Take it and Run - The Dropkick Murphys
Kathleen Mavourneen - John W. Green, Collected by Alan Lomax, Beaver Island, MI 1938
May Morning Dew - Traditional, learned in West Clare and from singing of Delores Keane
Hell’s Kitchen - The Westies, Michael McDermott
The Boys of Barr Na Stráide - Sigerson Clifford, Singing of Arcady
Caoineadh Na Tri Mhuire (The Lament of the Three Marys) - Traditional, Singing of John Heaney
The Irish Rover - Traditional Sea Shanty, Cork or Letrim origins
By The Hush, Me Boys - American Civil War Traditional Ballad, singing of OJ Abbott
My Bonny Irish Boy - Traditional, Singing of Birdie Rainey and Margo O’Donnell
The Galway Girl - Steve Earle
Fairytale of New York - The Pogues
Donegal Danny - by Phil Coulter, Singing of Margo O’Donnell
Don’t Judge a Man by The Clothes That He Wears - Andrew Gallagher, Collected by Alan Lomax, Beaver Island, MI 1938
One Starry Night - Traveller song, heard in County Clare
Paradise by The Dashboard Light - Meatloaf
Yankee Brown - Daniel Bonner, Collected by Alan Lomax, Beaver Island, MI 1938
She Moves Through The Fair - Traditional, Singing of Sinéad O’Connor
Rop tú mo Baile / Sale / Be Thou My Vision - Dallān Forgail
Shenandoah - Traditional, from singing of Paul Clayton
The Wearing of The Green - Dion Boucicault and Others
The Dark Eyed Gypsy - Traditional, singing of Joe Holmes, from Fire Draw Near Anthology
School Days Over - by Ewan MacColl, singing of Luke Kelly
The Boys Are Back in Town - Thin Lizzy
Dublin Blues - Guy Clark
Glenswilly - Melanie Beth Curran
Landed Gentry / Rivers Just Babble - Melanie Beth Curran
I Don’t Regret a Thing - (Laoghaire Ní Sidhe) - Melanie Beth Curran
From the epilogue:
"In these songs were people burning with passion and anger. Even if they weren’t saying it outright, the anger was implied and undergirding even the most beautiful songs.
For three days I woke with the lyrics to “Hell’s Kitchen” by The Westies playing in my brain. The song was a good omen. Here was another songwriter languishing in New York City making the mistake of caring about the past and the making vulnerable choice to craft a song for it. Not sure if the writer even lived it. Was his father really some kind of Hell's Kitchen Irish Mobster? Did the places between ninth and tenth really reek of sex and sin or was he making that up? “You weren’t born a kitchen girl”, he sings. Does he know Kitchen Girl is a beloved American Appalachian Fiddle Tune? He’s just talking about a woman who wasn’t born in those streets above 42nd. He’s talking about me.
I go there one day and after a multi hour cultural assessment I discover that Hell’s Kitchen does still have a lot of Patricks and a thousand other types too. I keep seeing myself there in my precious apartment, in a silk robe, drinking iced cola, refrigerator filled to the gills with explosives. I’m good at making bombs in this fantasy. I’m a natural. I hit all my targets. I’m fearless. I’m brave. Zine is the back half of magazine. It’s pronounced “Zeen”. A Magazine gets its name from actually military magazines, places where the armaments were stored in an organized fashion. The original printed magazines did this too, but with words. Each section of the magazine was its own thing that could do harm and rip things up and explode.
This zine is a collection of Irish American Songs. These songs contain all the rage and passion I didn’t set loose on the elites this year.
I gnaw on the window sill and dig my nails into the carpet. The songs make a break for the exit but I ask them please to sit down and appear in these pages for you. I’ve done all I can to describe their fury but know that there are many yet unsung."
