The Humours Of Spennymoor jig

Also known as The Humors Of Spennymoor.

There is 1 recording of this tune.

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One setting

X: 1
T: The Humours Of Spennymoor
R: jig
M: 6/8
L: 1/8
K: Gmaj
G,B,D GBd|gdB dBG|FG^G A2B|cde ~c2A|
GBd gdB|Ffe dcA|GBd FBd|1 cAF G3:|2 cAF G2D||
GBd gdB|Ffe dcA|GBd FBd|1 cAF G2D:|2 cAF G3||

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The Humours Of Spennymoor

This composition of Chuck Fleming’s is one of the best tunes the northeast of England has to offer. It wouldn’t be out of place in any kind of session I think, English, Irish, Scottish, Canadian, whatever… I’m definitely going to introduce it to my local setting and hope that people pick it up.

On the Syncopace recording, Bar 6 of both parts alternates between |FBA dcA|, |FBA ~c2A|, |FBe ~c2A| etc. Not sure if this is a conscious variation or just because of the difficulty of string crossing at speed from low to high F# on the fiddle.

Local setting? My local session I meant!

Supposed to have been composed for four cans of beer.

Humours of Spennymoor

Good tune.
Spennymoor is a rather grim little place.
Its nice to think that Chuck could find some humour in it.



Isn’t that the village with back to back speed-limit signs, where the locals come out once a week to watch the traffic lights change?
In the war, the Germans bombed it and caused £2 worth of damage.
I went there once, but it was shut.

Spennymoor is west Durham, not as grim as east over the other side of the A1.


Spennymoor is not without other cultural associations. The North-East coalfield has produced some seriously good pitman artists; among them, Norman Cornish lived in Spennymoor, and Tom McGuinness joined the Spennymoor Settlement for a while - this was an arts group that operated there many decades ago. The writer Sid Chaplin grew up nearby.

There’s even an indoor vine at Whitworth Hall, a stately home nearby, whose produce is turned into wine and sold. I had a bottle of it around 1992, and though it was hardly top drawer, it was certainly no worse than the vastly hyped wine being grown and marketed in SE England at that time.