{"id":22936,"date":"2011-11-09T13:00:49","date_gmt":"2011-11-09T19:00:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/?p=22936"},"modified":"2011-11-09T06:38:59","modified_gmt":"2011-11-09T12:38:59","slug":"the-real-eighties-in-tua-nua","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/?p=22936","title":{"rendered":"The Real Eighties: Hold The Shamrocks"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>One of the glorious things about the Eighties &#8211; mostly the first half of the decade, but it reverberated through the last half as well &#8211; was the notion that almost anything went; from the last shrapnel of the punks, to the synth-pop weenies who&#8217; go on to create &#8220;Techno&#8221;, to the infancy of hip-hop&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&#8230;to a series of reframings of traditional folk forms into something really genuinely fun and exciting.<\/p>\n<p>Folk music underwent a bit of a neutered, callow revival in the nineties &#8211; but in the eighties, a slew of groups tretched the basic forms of folk music until they met rock and roll.<\/p>\n<p>One of the most gloriously underrated of the entire bunch was the Irish band &#8220;In Tua Nua, a band that answers the trivia question &#8220;name a top-forty band that includes a bagpiper&#8221;&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/InmR5R1X428\" frameborder=\"0\" width=\"420\" height=\"315\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>&#8230;and the lovely Leslie Dowdall, one of the niftiest singers never to make it really really big.<\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/2iaiWUgpjXQ\" frameborder=\"0\" width=\"420\" height=\"315\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>In Tua Nua broke up in 1990, amid a trail of sniffing that they were &#8220;ersatz folk&#8221;&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/Fst5IyUQKA4\" frameborder=\"0\" width=\"420\" height=\"315\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>&#8230;prompting me to give at least one unnamed &#8220;rock critics&#8221; a swirlie in the rest room of a local bar.<\/p>\n<p>From Scotland &#8211; or was it Ireland? \u00a0Wales? \u00a0England? \u00a0I dunno &#8211; but I used to love the Waterboys:<\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/HIil8k5QnFU\" frameborder=\"0\" width=\"420\" height=\"315\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>And the biggest and best of all &#8211; the Pogues:<\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/DrBLqp-s__o\" frameborder=\"0\" width=\"420\" height=\"315\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>&#8230;who managed to make it almost thirty years before ending up in car ads.<\/p>\n<p>Shh. \u00a0Don&#8217;t tell. \u00a0Just crank the tunes.<\/p>\n<p>This idea that &#8220;anything went&#8221; was one of the things I miss about the entire decade. \u00a0For 5-10 glorious years, almost anything went.<\/p>\n<p>Sort of like today, I suppose. \u00a0Today, though, &#8220;anything goes&#8221; because nothing stands in &#8220;anything&#8217;s&#8221; way. \u00a0Thirty years ago, it was pretty much an upset win.<\/p>\n<p>What? 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