Gespielt auf zwei Oktavmundharmonikas, einer Seydel Concerto Steel in C und einer in Am.

5 days ago

Fuck Republican governments. Monarchies existed for thousands of years and they have never failed us
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remember all succesfull states were built as mercantilist ethnostates
capitalism and democracy didn't do anything both are usury
ayn rand is to disarm group action against usury
diversity is antiwhite racism

High up in the Syndic Building, F. W. Taylor—Uncle Frank to Charles—was giving a terrific tongue-lashing to a big, stooped old man. Thornberry, president of the Chase National Bank, had pulled a butch and F. W. Taylor was blazing mad about it.

He snarled: "One more like this, Thornberry, and you are out on your padded can. When a respectable member of the Syndic chooses to come to you for a line of credit, you will in the future give it without any tom-fool quibbling about security. You bankers seem to think this is the middle ages and that your bits of paper still have their old black magic.

"Disabuse yourself of the notion. Nobody except you believes in it. The Inexorable Laws of Economics are as dead as Dagon and Ishtar, and for the same reason. No more worshippers. You bankers can't shove anybody around any more. You're just a convenience, like the non-playing banker in a card game.

"What's real now is the Syndic. What's real about the Syndic is its own morale and the public's faith in it. Is that clear?"

Thornberry brokenly mumbled something about supply and demand.

Taylor sneered. "Supply and demand. Urim and Thummim. Show me a supply, Thornberry, show me a—oh, hell. I haven't time to waste re-educating you. Remember what I told you and don't argue. Unlimited credit to Syndic members. If they overdo it, we'll rectify the situation. Now, get out." And Thornberry did, with senile tears in his eyes.

Links: Education system gives female +minorities easy A while penalizing better performing male. Cancel University and school. Have housing department train its own same as energy dept etc.
personal castles for all with money printed by government
https://opinionator.blogs.nytimes.com/2013/02/02/the-boys-at-the-back/ "Teachers of classes as early as kindergarten factor good behavior into grades"
Chinese sue Harvard because admissions commies are giving them low score on subjective non math part of admissions
https://www.latimes.com/nation/la-na-harvard-race-admissions-20180830-story.html some are given 100% on subjective inteview and verbal part of admission which is where the corruption usury lies!
degree is worthless due to usury corruption

Feudalism is good! If Monarchy we would all be infinitely richer now! -Hans Hermann Hoppe 3rd best economist in world after Vox Day and Ian Fletcher(Free trade doesn't work)
Role playing games awesome!
I will always try to bring you the best stuff that usury bankers might not want people to read/see!
I am appalled that I never heard of AE Van Vogt and Jack Vance until my 30s
Culture of scif novel fell off cliff 1989 same as NBA and sports and movies I don't know if it's anti male anti white racism or forced diversity and anti monarchy feudalism or what.
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Michael Moorcock when he's on Elric Corum Hawkmoon
Robert E Howard conan Kull much more hey hes no1 after 100 years eh?
Jack Vance Dying Earth
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I collect all above novels.
Also good Glen cook Black Company 1-3 and The silver Spike
Lawrence Watt-Evans Lure of the Basilisk
Robert Shea Quest for Simbilis and Yana Touch of the undying haven't read all of his stuff
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cheap castles for all
end trade and banking and landlording
no assets owned by anyone outside country
boot h1bvisa
baby license
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cancel non productive non engineering jobs
end welfare
problem creators pay for fix
no offshore work


3 weeks, 5 days ago

Gespielt auf zwei Oktavmundharmonikas in d-Moll und a-Moll.

2 months, 1 week ago

Gespielt in G auf zwei Tremolomundharmonikas in G und C.

3 months ago

Mal’n Versuch, ein Stück auf einer einreihigen Ziehharmonika „cross“ zu spielen. Noch ziemlich mühsam. ;)

3 months ago

Kombination einer Mundharmonika in harmonisch Moll mit einer anderen in der parallelen Durtonart.

Die Artefakte der Tonkompression auf BitChute sind unüberhörbar. Habe ich da eine Einstellungsmöglichkeit übersehen, die das beheben würde?

3 months, 1 week ago

Sechserwender mit sechs Seydel Concerto Steel Oktavmundharmonikas, gespielt auf der C-, G- und F-Mundharmonika.

4 months, 3 weeks ago

Ein Allegro aus Band 3 der Dahlhoff-Sammlung.

6 months, 1 week ago

I posted this on YT yesterday.

6 months, 2 weeks ago

aus dem dritten Band der Dahlhoffsammlung, gespielt auf drei „Sailor“-Tremolomundharmonikas von Seydel.

6 months, 4 weeks ago
9 months, 2 weeks ago

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10 months, 2 weeks ago

Hey guys Flowerwoman is back! Sorry for the late upload. One of my cats has been very sick and I had to take care of her. Luckily she's recovering and I had the chance to upload this video ranting about TradCaths again and their obsession with covering up every inch of a woman's skin and hiding any sign of the female form and put women "back in the kitchen" and "serving her husband" thinking that'll get us into Heaven. And I'm here as a Catholic to say why that's insane!
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11 months, 2 weeks ago

Lacey Lynn joins to discuss how the coronavirus scare

is making people take a more serious look at traditional family structures and homeschooling.

She offers advice to both those overwhelmed by the changes to their routine due to school closings

and those who want to use this as a way to transition into a new lifestyle.

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1 year ago

christards: worshipping the jews' blood denigrating White Identity

1 year, 3 months ago

an analysis of Radical Traditionalism and Evola

1 year, 3 months ago

Welcome aboard the World Express, our musical journey through Europe and beyond.

Today our train, the World Express, after a short stay in Germany for the Christmas Holiday, arrives back in Ireland and back through time to meet our special guest, Seamus Ennis, the Irish musician, singer, and song collector.

Mr. Ennis worked with the Irish Folklore Commission from 1942 to 1947, collecting folk songs across Ireland, the Aran Islands, and the Scottish Hebrides. He worked for Raidio Eireann and the BBC, and then as a professional musician. Seamus Ennis is one of the greatest uilleann pipers of Ireland and helped revive the instrument during the 20th Century.

“The Kerry Recruit” is loosely based on the broadside ballad “The Frolicksome Irishman” which was first printed in 1802 shortly after the Irish Rebellion of 1798 but the lyrics have been substantially changed to describe the Kerry recruit's experience in the Crimean War (1853-1856).

“The Frolicksome Irishman” is probably older than the first 1802 printed version and most likely dates back to the 18th century. “The Frolicksome Irishman,” and “The Kerry Recruit,” like the songs "Whisky You're The Devil" and “Arthur McBride,” as well as others, are examples of Irish anti-recruitment songs.

The songs warn young Irishmen to resist recruitment with the British Army and to not fight in wars on England's behalf.

“The Kerry Recruit” was also known in the United States through Irish immigration. There is a written historical account that the song was heard in the Black Hills of Tennessee c. 1830-1835. Also, the renowned American Appalachian folk singer Jean Ritchie recounts that her Uncle Jason Ritchie, a lawyer, knew and sang the song in Kentucky sometime probably around the late 1930s.

We have “The Kerry Recruit” as collected and sung by Seamus Ennis. Take it away, Seamus.

“The Kerry Recruit” Lyrics:

About ten years ago I was digging the land
With me brogues on me feet and me spade in me hand
Says I to me self, what a pity to see,
Such a fine strapping lad footing turf round Tralee
With me too rum a na, with me too rum a na,
With me too rum an urum an urum a na.
Well I buttered me brogues, an' shook hands with me spade,
An' away to the fair, like a dashing young blade
When up comes a sergeant an he asks me to 'list,
Dhera, sergeant a ghrá, stick a bob in me fist!
Now the first thing they gave me it was a red coat,
With a wide strap of leather to tie round me throat
Then they gave me a queer thing, I asked what was that,
They told me it was a cockade for me hat
The next thing they gave me, they called it a gun,
With powder an ball an' a place for me thumb.
Well first she spat fire, and then she spewed smoke,
An' she gave me oul shoulders a hell of a stroke
Well the first place they sent me was down by the sea,
On board of a warship bound for the Crimea
Three sticks in the middle all rowled round with sheets,
Faith, she walked on the water without any feet!
When at Balaclava we landed quite sound,
Cold, wet and hungry we lay on the ground
Next morning for action the bugle did call,
And we had a hot breakfast of powder and ball
(Last stanza transcribed by Josiah Wales)

And it 'twas often I thought on my mother at home
And while I was with her I was magahlore(? undecipherable word)
When the bullets had fly lads, I did let them pass
I got down in the ditch, all for fear I'd be shot.


Copyright 2020 Josiah Wales USA

1 year, 3 months ago

Our musical journey through Europe and beyond continues. We have acquired a magical train, the World Express, which can travel over oceans and channels and through time itself (our magical train can do just about anything and in seconds)! We are preparing for a short stay in Germany for the upcoming Christmas holiday.

Before we leave Old Ireland, we party with the famous Irish folk band The Chieftains to hear Kevin Conneff and the other band members perform a delightful ditty called "The Wren In The Furze."

The British folk rock band Steeleye Span in their notes to their 1996 CD “Time” relates the significance of the harmless, innocuous, little wren to British and Celtic folkways:

"The wren is known as the King of the Birds, because there is a fable in which a competition takes place to decide which bird is supreme. It is decided that he that flies highest is the monarch. The wren craftily hitches a ride on the back of the eagle and wins.

Also the wren was sacred to the Druids and the custom of catching and killing wrens at Christmas time would not be incompatible with this history of reverence. It would be protected all year and then ritually slain as a sacrifice at the appropriate time. As with all possible remnants of ancient religions, their meaning becomes obscured and their enactment trivialized, and so this song until recently was attached to the Christmas tradition of wassailing and the demanding of monies."

Saint Stephen's Day, also mentioned in the song, is celebrated on December 26 in the Catholic Church. Stephen was stoned to death for blasphemy by Jewish authorities c. 34 AD. Saint Stephen is the Protomartyr (i.e., the first Christian martyr). Saint Stephen's Day is a public holiday in the Irish Republic and it is also known as the Wren Day. Irish folklore says that the wren betrayed Stephen to the Jewish authorities by making noises, thus attracting their attention to where Stephen was hiding.

The tradition arose on Saint Stephen's Day in Ireland of boys dressing in elaborate straw costumes and hats, hunting the wren, and then carrying the perished wrens house to house, singing, dancing, and playing music, and collecting money for the wrens' funerals. This was all done in a spirit of great fun. Today, fake wrens are used and the money goes to charity.

The Chieftains perform the traditional song that the Wren Boys sing as they go from house to house on Saint Stephen's Day:

The wren, oh the wren; he's the king of all birds,
On St. Stephen's Day he got caught in the furze,
So it's up with the kettle and it's down with the pan,
Won't you give us a penny for to bury the wren?

Well it's Christmas time; that's why we're here,
Please be good enough to give us an ear,
For we'll sing and we'll dance if youse give us a chance,
And we won't be comin' back for another whole year!

We'll play Kerry polkas; they're real hot stuff,
We'll play the Mason's Apron and the Pinch of Snuff,
Jon Maroney's jig and the Donegal reel,
Music made to put a spring in your heel!

If there's a drink in the house, would it make itself known,
Before I sing a song called "The Banks of the Lowne",
A drink with lubri-mication in it,
For me poor dry throat and I'll sing like a linnet!

Oh please give us something for the little bird's wake,
A big lump of pudding or some Christmas cake,
A fist full o' goose and a hot cup o' tay (Tea),
And then we'll all be goin' on our way!

The wren, oh the wren; he's the king of all birds,
On St. Stephen's Day he got caught in the furze,
So it's up with the kettle and it's down with the pan,
Won't you give us a penny for to bury the wren?

Copyright 2019 Josiah Wales USA

1 year, 4 months ago

According to Sam Henry's “Songs of the People” (1928) and other information I found, this song is based on the actual unrequited love of a Draper for his employer's daughter, Martha Ramsay, “The Flower of Sweet Strabane.” This song dates from c. 1846 and was first published in a Derry newspaper by Dan MacAnaw in 1909.

Johnny Moynihan states in the liner notes for the Irish folk music group De Dannan's album “Selected Jigs Reels and Songs” that the song is popular throughout Ireland but is especially popular along the border of County Donegal and County Tyrone, where the town of Strabane is located. Johnny Moynihan, who sings this version, states that he intentionally leaves out the fourth stanza, in which the Draper decides to leave his unrequited love in Ireland to get a fresh start in life in America, in order to emphasize the hopes of the lovestruck man and relish the moment in song.

"The Flower of Sweet Strabane" sung by Johnny Moynihan of the Irish folk music group De Dannan. Music of Ulster.


If I were King of Ireland
And all things at my will
I'd roam through all creations
New comforts to find still
And the comfort I would seek the most
As you might understand
Is to win the heart of Martha
The flower of sweet Strabane

Her cheeks they are a rosy red
Her hair a lovely brown
And o'er her milk white shoulders
It carelessly hangs down
She's one of the fairest creatures
In the whole of Ireland
And my heart is captivated by
The flower of sweet Strabane

If I had you lovely Martha
Away in Innisowen
Or in some lonesome valley
In the wild woods of Tyrone
I would use my whole endeavour
To try to work my plan
For to gain the prize and feast my eyes
On the flower of sweet Strabane

But I'll go o'er the Lagan
Down by the steam ships tall
I'm sailing for Amerikay
Whatever may be fall
My boat is bound for Liverpool
Right by the Isle of Man
So I'll say farewell, God bless you
My flower of sweet Strabane

1 year, 4 months ago

a discussion of the past and the present state of Love and Marriage

1 year, 8 months ago

The Battering Ram / Old Favorite / Jim Ward's Jig
Corkman Pub, Melbourne

2 years, 8 months ago

The Heather Breeze / unknown / Boil the Breakfast Early

NPU Archive 2011

2 years, 8 months ago

Seán Potts: whistle
Paddy Moloney: ullieann pipes

The Boyne Hunt / The Heather Breeze

NPU Archive

2 years, 8 months ago

'An Poc Ar Buile' ('The Mad Billy Goat')
Ballad Session 1965

2 years, 8 months ago

Chris McMullan: uilleann pipes
Kyle McCaulay: guitar

2 years, 8 months ago

Dublin, Ireland 1973

2 years, 9 months ago

Men: If you habitually violate Matthew 5:27-28, then you don’t deserve anyone

Women: If you think that you can tempt me to violate Matthew 5:27-28 by undressing, then prepare to be ditched.

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