Celebrating 20 years

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March 2021

Howth Singing Circle

in association with the

Ironopolis Singers (Teeside)

present

Crying Crakes, Sea Coal & Eldorado –

A Tribute to Graeme Miles

Graeme Miles, 1935-2013, song writer extraordinaire

Fir an Tí

Gerry O’Connor & Kevin Hall

Thursday 4 March 2021, 8-10.30 

event by Zoom and streamed live on Facebook

for Zoom details

contact rioann@gmail.com

All singers and listeners welcome

‘Sea coal, sea coal, hear the man call
Sea coal, sea coal, hear the man call’

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Howth Virtual Burns Nicht 2121

Concert

Saturday 23 January from 8pm

Open Zoom Singing Session

Sunday 24 January 3-6  

Both events by Zoom and streamed live on Facebook 

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Suggested donations €5-€10 for each event

Paypal.me BURNS NICHT

Zoom places are limited

To book a place contact rioann@gmail.com

A Burns Nicht Brochure is available as a PDF here below

Burns Programme 2021

Those appearing at the concert which will feature music, song, the piping in of a haggis and poetry will be

Paul & Shona Anderson, Steve Byrne, Mairi Campbell, Tim Dennehy, Francy Devine, Morag Dunbar, David Francis, Scott Gardiner, Gilly Hewitt, Caoimhe Hogarty, Jimmy Hutchison, John Kelly Band (John Kelly, Larry Egan, Mick Mullen), Noel Kelly, Helen Lahert, Kirsteen McCue, Daire Ó Baoill, Dave O’Connor, Liam O’Connor, Niamh Parsons & Graham Dunne, Alan & Carole Prior, Ann Riordan, Gary West

For a’ that, an’ a’ that, / It’s coming yet for a’ that,
That Man to Man, the warld o’er, /Shall brithers be for a’ that

 

 

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October 2020 – Zoom Session

Howth Singing Circle – Zoom Session

‘Autumn Harvest’

Harvest in Ireland, c1890, Lawrence Collection, National Library of Ireland

Bean agus Fear an Tí –Helen Lahert & Gerry O’Connor

Three in a Row – Máiríde Woods

Thursday, 1 October from 8pm

Those wishing access/Zoom details

 – e-mail rioann@gmail.com

‘Those days are but a memory like the snow of yesteryear
And evening shades are falling all alone I shed a tear
On my cheek I feel the soft touch of the winds that whisper low
When I mowed Pat Murphy’s meadow in the sunny long ago’