A few thoughts on the Gloaming.
Sunday night at the NCH: brilliant singing, great fiddle-playing, mostly inaudible guitar, and silly Tori Amos-style histrionics from the pianist. (In fairness though, his uncharacteristic, delicate intro to Saoirse and the ‘dampening’ of the strings on another song were both memorable). To my ears, the real problem with this band is how the piano has sidelined Denis Cahill’s guitar. The unbalanced mix on the night exacerbated this, but even on the album, I’m disappointed by how one of the great guitarists in traditional music is consistently usurped.