In June of 2009 I was fortunate enough to see Luka Bloom in person at the Old Town School of Folk Music in Chicago. Truly a magical night. I went with my sister and niece. Special memories of that evening crop up from time to time, always when I need them.
From the time I discovered his music, it has reached into my soul. Years and years ago, I had purchased some Christmas CD's with musicians from Ireland. Found them, actually, when working with a group of nuns. Those CD's were some of the music I took with me when I left the marriage. At that time I didn't have much music, and the music didn't particulary strike me as Christmasy. So I listened and listened. I found that I always paused on a couple. Actually stopped what I was doing and listened to the words, the music. So I looked to find out who it was. Luka Bloom. I did what any reasonable person would do and went to Barnes & Noble to find more! Haven't stopped listening yet. Thank goodness the internet makes it easy to purchase songs as not all of his music is available for purchase in the US.
Somehow his music, more than any other musician, has touched me. As if he was singing just for me. An odd thing, really, as I'm not one to be swept away by any famous people. An example of how we're all connected in this web of life. He sings a song somewhere and pulls on the web strings, making me listen from far away.
Just can't resist adding in one of my absolute favorites. Never fails to make me feel better, uplifted. Listen, watch, enjoy.
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