Music of North Eastern England: (4) Tom McConville, Barra MacNeils and Ed Pickford's sad Northern Front update
November 29, 2021
Heaven knows we all need cheering up. I hope the latest instalment of Music from the North East (which extends its geographical remit to include Eastern Canada) offers some respite from the stream of wretched news ...
ALL ITEMS IN THIS SERIES CAN BE SEEN AT THE FOLLOWING LINK: https://www.salutlive.com/music-from-north-eastern-england/
This series led Ed to send me some thoughts of his own in successive e-mails. Over to him:
That Salut! Live posting about folk music in the NE prompted to muse a little down memory lane.
Mick Elliott died a few years ago now and Nick about two years ago - and he was the youngest.
I was given a few Northern Front recordings - that I didn't know existed - from Radio Durham in about 1969 - by Nick's sister - after Nick died.
I suppose NE folk music has two roots - The High Level thanks to Johnny Handle & the then Louis Killen. That was a concert club but out of that sprang the Elliotts of Birtley Folk Club which was democratic & inclusive. On a personal note - I must have been about 19 in 1962 - one of the first songs I wrote to do there was Pound a Week Rise and Ewan MacColl took the words and sang it around [see above].
Amazingly now that song is still being recorded - now by very young folkies of great technical ability - latest one a group from Ohio called Fialla.
A lot of NE artists such as Bob Fox & Jez Lowe have exported the NE cultural past, as have many others.
With my Durham Big Meeting song, I did to counter the suggestion that it was one big booze-up. Its roots are different and still relevant today - see British Gas threatening to sack their workers if they did not sign a lesser contract.
Relevant to your posting, I think Durham is My Home might have been useful. Many songs dwell among "untrodden ways" as I think Wordsworth put it and Durham is My Home is one of those.
Songs do surprise you though. Another long-forgotten song I did in the 60s called Devil is in the Dust was dug up and done brilliantly, again by very good young folkies, the Tweed Project.
I'll attach the Durham song here and a recent one one that has no audience whatever unless you are a Sunderland supporter and 75+ ... [to be continued].
.... In the 60s Mick & I were hitch-hiking in Germany and thumbing by the roadside I wrote a song called, Will I Ever See Blighty Again?. Same with Sunderland AFC the Premier Legue.
I see you have Tom MacConville on your list. A few years ago in the Little Haven in South Shields, Tom told me a little story that to me exemplified the young folkie outlook's difference with the old folkie outlook (as represented by Hamish Imlach, where the world was one big party).
Tom said that he asked some folk degree students backstage at some folk club if they wanted to go into the room where people were singing and they said: "We're not on yet."
Here's Tom singing a song of mine that dates from when, as children, my cousin Louis & I in the 1940s would watch the miners ready to go down the pit in Herrington Burn as we played on the swings. This is a Mike Harding podcast.
Just listened to that for the first time in a long time and they don't play much of the song so here are the Barra MacNiels from Nova Scotia singing it. Herrington Burn to Nova Scotia - if it can happen it will happen.
But back to Tom McConville for one last clip, a set of tunes with friends, two of them younger musicians Ed would approve of ... and yes, there's more to come.
Amazing memories, amazing music. Very sorry to hear that Nick Fenwick and Mick Elliott are no longer with us. I'd love to hear those old Northern Front recordings.
There are a couple of versions of A Strange Lover is a Coalmine on Spotify, including one by the Barra MacNeils with Archie Fisher, a name I haven't heard in a long time. Also the live version that Ed has here. One by Jim Sharp from The Songs of Ed Pickford album (all of which is on Spotify) and a capella by Pegleg Ferret from The Hooky Mat Project album, featuring among others Marie Little and Ed himself.
The music lives and that's very good to know.
Posted by: Bill Taylor | December 19, 2020 at 06:22 PM
The lyrics of Farewell Johnny Miner still haunt me today - So it’s good bye Durham, Yorkshire too, Nottingham the same to you, Scotland South Wales say adieu, farewell Johnny Miner - I must have joined in with that chorus hundreds of times.
I don’t know any miner who wanted their son to go down the pit. I remember the miners' strike tearing families apart.
One funny incident. We used to ride our horses across to the blacksmith shop at Hetton to be shod.
Our route took us past the entrance to Hetton pit. Police, including mounted police were guarding the entrance, preventing the pickets getting too close. As we approached one of our horses took fright at all the noise and fuss and bolted, the others immediately followed, four of us in full gallop, out of control.
Straight through the police lines and into the pit yard. We got such a cheer from the lads on the picket line. Of course it was, in the end, just a token gesture and we were escorted to the smithy so the police could confirm that we were indeed booked in.
Posted by: Bill Haddock | December 19, 2020 at 09:55 PM
Another Ed Pickford song around that time that sticks in my mind is Seaham Harbour Bay. My mom wept when I got home from the folk club and sang it to her. (Of course that might have been a response to my singing).
Posted by: Bill Haddock | December 19, 2020 at 09:58 PM
(From a post at Mudcat.org)
I was sad to read on Colin Randall's internet site, Salut! Live, that Nick Fenwick had passed away about 2 years ago. Nick was well known in the north east as a member of Northern Front but I knew him from his performances in Birmingham folk clubs in the 1970s and also through teaching in local schools. Comedy was a key part of his solo act but he was a very fine singer and guitarist, at his best when performing traditional songs. Perhaps I have missed tributes to Nick, but I have not been able to find any. I am sure there will be mudcatters who remember Nick's performances either solo, or with Northern Front.
Posted by: Tom Patterson | January 03, 2021 at 09:34 PM
So sad to hear of the passing of " Mr Fenwick" my old school teacher, who made learning fun and easy, using music a lot of the time to connect, how many teachers would....or better could, nip in the stock room, get his record deck out and say "now write that essay, while listening to Queens, we will rock you", his assemblies were always full of music too. Love you sir ❤
Posted by: Michael | April 27, 2022 at 06:53 AM
I remember Nick Fenwick as a standout folk singer when we students at Nevilles Cross College, Durham around 1966/67. As a jazz piano player I knew my limits as a wannabe guitarist. Nick always had something of the performer about him. I recall him wearing a 3/4 length black leather jacket whereas all I could manage was a dirty old combat jacket. He was cool, witty and handsome - and was even then, a committed musician. I'd have loved to know more about his life away from teaching.
Posted by: Paul Kind | October 31, 2024 at 11:05 PM