Jon simply says, “Norma Waterson totally owns this song for me, but it’s gotta be done.”
You’ll find Norma’s version on that first Waterson:Carthy album and you can read all about that at Mainly Norfolk. You’ll note that it’s from Cape Breton and there are some useful notes concerning locations and bits and pieces. There seems to be a lingering question about brochans, which I always thought were some sort of oat cake, but I can’t claim particular expertise on the subject and would appreciate confirmation or otherwise. Start here on Mudcat and the thread suggests shoes rather than cakes, although I have an idea that both are right, it’s just that I think cakes or rolls or food is what’s being requested. There are various links off, but I was also immediately aware of the verse floating in from Peggy Gordon, which we had back on 9th January, although it’s now a cask of brandy rather than just a glass. Mind you it does all seems bit grim, grimy and depressing made all the more mournful by the concertina. Whilst I particularly like Martin’s guitar on Norma’s version, I really like the way Jon delivers this one. I’m right there under a leaden pall of a sky with the relentless wind cutting like a knife.
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