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Iain Mackintosh
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Erst spät entdeckte er seine Liebe zum selbst Musik machen, stückweise erarbeitete er sich seinen eigenen Stil und nachdem er eine Zeit als Studio- und Sessionmusiker arbeitete, hatte er herausgefunden, wie er selbst sich präsentieren wollte. Ausgerechnet durch den Amerikaner Pete Seeger fand er zum Banjo, das Instrument, mit dem man ihn dann am häufigsten hörte. Er spielte viel Solo aber auch mit genauso großer Begeisterung mit anderen Musikern. Leider hat er seine Tourzeit für beendet erklärt, er war Live sehr beeindruckend, und sagte selbst, das Geheimnis seiner guten Ehe wäre, daß er jedes Jahr 11 Monate unterwegs wäre. Wer ihn je bei einem Liveauftritt gesehen hat, weiß auch seine Vielfältigkeit zu schätzen. Ob humorvolle Songs, traurige Liebeslieder, sozzialkritisches oder wirklich Traditionelles, er war immer absolut überzeugend. Ian McKintosh verstarb friedlich, in der späten Nacht vom 27/28 August 2006 im Krankenhaus in Glasgow. In tiefer Trauer gedenken wir seiner unsterblichen Seele.
I I can't believe it's thirty years since three of us teamed upWon a folk group competition – I've still got that silver cup In a basement club in Bath Street for me it did begin Songs from Archie, Alex Campbell, Josh MacRae and Matt McGinn I played a bingo hall in Wishaw, a church hall in Polmadie The more I sang the more I thought, Aye, that's the life for me I don't remember where it was, but someone paid us once Between you and me – I haven't done an honest day's work since II An audition at the Ashfield Club, with three songs up our sleevesThe boy said, Lads, don't waste my time, can ye no do some Jim Reeves? Then I got my first TV show from the Elbow Room in Fife Sometimes I think that Gordon Smith (the producer!) was the man who changed my life Time went on and line-ups changed, one group became another Jackie, Gavin, Bobby, Tam – I loved them like my brothers Then one day I thought I'd like to try it on my own And a whole new world just opened up when I stood up there alone III It didn't take me long to find the songs I liked to doMostly songs by other folk, though I did write one or two I sang some Harry Chapin songs, somehow they seemed to suit And the Glasgow songs by Adam to remind me of my roots I learned a lot from Hamish too, not just how to drink There's much more to the big man than a lot of people think He can mickey mouse the public bar or captivate with blues Takes three men to fill his trousers – but no one fills his shoes IV Some other special friends, of course, they know how I feelThere's Allan Taylor, Alan Reid, 'Cecil B.' McNeill Arthur Johnstone, Rod from Denmark, the Sands from Ireland too Jesus – this verse was a big mistake, I can't name all of you Some virtuoso players – think of Aly, think of Phil As we sometimes say in Glasgow – that music's pure dead brill A couple of us made it big – Billy, Babs got rich Some of us just made it small – Danny, me, and Tich V My family were wonderful, my daughters and my wifeThey knew how much I loved this job and enjoyed the travelling life They smiled through the good times, and they helped me through the rough Though tempted, they never once said, Take your banjo and piss off! There's never a dull moment now, the tours come rolling in Baltimore to Bielefeld, Bermuda tae Berlin No, I can't believe it's thirty years since I began to sing But if I had to do it all again, I wouldn't change a thing (Iain Mackintosh)
Betsy Bell Cat's In The Cradle No Use For Him Put Another Log On The Fire Scrumpy The Rooster (Chicken-Song)
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