Showing posts with label Williamsburg Scottish Festival. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Williamsburg Scottish Festival. Show all posts

08 October 2008

Kilt Night at Tir Na Nog: Double Header with My Three Kilts and Albannach

Quick post this morning, as I'm off for a full day's activities...

A fantastic card on hand for tonight's Kilt Night at Tir Na Nog over in Raleigh. Not only is Annie et al setting up a buffet and Scotch tasting (highly advised to buy tickets and get there early), but two of our fave bands will be taking the stage.


©My Three Kilts, 2008


The first, My Three Kilts, down from the local Goldsboro, NC, way, are the fun-loving and enthusiastic chaps whom WR and I had the pleasure of spending a great time with this past July at the Grandfather Mountain Highland Games. We were supposed to meet up with them again this past weekend at the Williamsburg (VA) Scottish Festival, but various schedules and commitments had us miss one another. Rob, Scott, and Shane always do a fabulous job...and provide plenty of jokes and funny banter between songs...so it will be great to see them in person playing it up again.


©Albannach, 2008


The second band, and headliner, of the night is none other than long-time fave Albannach. The Scottish dynamos are not new to Tir Na Nog...in fact, that's where WR and I first saw them and left out of there gobsmacked...nor to Raleigh, but they are best-known now for touring the many Scottish festival circuits. The cult that is the Albannach fan base has grown tremendously, and for good reason: the band has simply gotten better and better with their audience (love of Heineken beer notwithstanding). I've lost count how many times I've seen them in just the short time I've known about them...I think WR and I "guess-estimated" about 8-9...but they were simply unstoppable Saturday night at Rockahock Campgrounds (where the Williamsburg Scottish Festival was held this year, and it's fabulous venue for such an event).

Albannach from the 2008 Williamsburg (VA) Scottish Festival.

I've been blown away by Albannach in some past shows, and I've also experienced a couple where I thought all the traveling had temporarily gotten the best of them (and their legendary energy levels). With the exception of perhaps that virginal introduction to them at the Nog some ages ago now, I must say this past Saturday night's performance by them was the best I've ever witnessed. Hopes are high they'll repeat that level of performance tonight, and, if they do, we'll probably all leave there gobsmacked once again. Sometimes words can't do them justice.

My Three Kilts start about 7(ish?), with Albannach scheduled to take up the sticks at about 9pm. Come early to get good seats and get tickets! $10 per person...hopefully I'll see you there.

28 September 2007

Williamsburg Scottish Festival



The Wise Ricky and I are off on another adventure this weekend (and, yes, I'm trying to get back into the regular blogging thing, so please be patient with me...thanks). This time, it's up to near his home stomping grounds of peninsular Virginia. Specifically, we're attending the Williamsburg Scottish Festival 30th Year Celebration.

It will cap off a rather productive week of work for me (in between juggling visits to the doctor and starting a new writing project), and I'm anxious to hit the road. We'll see our standby Scottish drum master faves, Albannach, and several other acts (musical and maybe otherwise), too. As I've only been through Virginia Beach once many years ago (with someone who hated long bridges and almost passed out when we crossed what I think was the James River), I'd like to see some of what I've missed in that area. I'm becoming quite a fan of Virginia this year, actually, and this will be trip four since June.

And, just to see exactly how much of me that my bestest friend can handle in one setting, we're capping the trip off to see a vocal performance of none other than Henry Rollins. WR was completely unawares as to who Henry even was, so between the Wikipedia writeup and what kind of fans show up at The NorVa in nearby Norfolk, this could be quite the learning curve. After seeing The Mental Mouth, WR will either love Henry as much as I do or hate him forever for being a bit too much. (But, hey, I like my men being a bit too much...rim shot, please.) This last part could go really, really well or really, really badly...but it will be interesting as hell to see what his reaction is.