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The blog is now at rest, as you probably guessed, since we haven’t updated in over a year.

 

Back at the Hibo’s!

We’ve been neglecting the blog again, we know. Here’s a quick update from this past weekend.

We played again last Friday at the AOH in Bristol, PA. It started with a huge thunder storm rolling in right as we got there. Complete with lightening bolts & hail. We’ve played so many times in the last few weeks during thunderstorms, it’s beginning to become routine. At least this time we weren’t playing outside. Unfortunately, Barry couldn’t make this one, so we were going to be a four piece with Jim Fowler filling in on whistle. Brian couldn’t make it, last minute, [read: forgot we were playing. Sorry Brian, couldn't resist the dig ] so we went on as a three piece. We can quickly transform into a folk trio when need be.  That was until an added surprise of guest fiddle player, Joe (Edit: from Tom. I was told it was Tom, I swear!) from Bensalem. He came up and sat in with us for a good portion of the show. And good God! It was fantastic. Hopefully he will be joining us again in the future.

Now for the rest, some bad, so those who may get queasy, stop now. You’ll thank me.

First some reviews from FB. The names have been changed to protect the innocent:

“…had such a brilliant time last night…” -Seattle Sun Times

” LOVIN the B6 tonight! Great Show!” -Larry King (CNN)

“…thinks her husband made a mess.” – Sioux City Gazette

And in other news, a photo has surfaced of some between set ‘activity’. Paul was…well…you can see for yourself…

There are no words...

And I’ll leave you with that disturbing image. I know…you’re welcome!

P.S. We were able to get our personalized Facebook web page. It’s easier to find us now. Check us out at http://www.facebook.com/birminghamsix.

EDIT: I wanted to edit this and add the copy of my Twitter feed from the night so you can see exactly what time the horrible event occurred. Now you know why you felt a little nauseous right as Conan was coming on…

Getting ready to leave for the show. Lookin forward to a good night. Plus, I need a beer…6:36 PM Jun 26th

Sitting outside the Bristol AOH. Huge downpour, complete with lightening bolts & cracks of thunder.7:31 PM Jun 26th

Oh, and now hail! I’m definitely going to wait to get out of the car…7:33 PM Jun 26th

made it through the rain. Almost ready to start…8:17 PM Jun 26th

1st set done. Wow that went well. Joe, the fiddle player joined us. It never sounded so good. I think we were missing that & didn’t know 9:50 PM Jun 26th

Second set down. Even better than the first. Joe rocked the fiddle. Gerry thought twittering was a word for something dirty.11:04 PM Jun 26th

It’s just before the third set and Paul is breast feeding one of the people at the bar.11:36 PM Jun 26th

Done for the night. Great show. No drums, no electric guitar, but add tin whistle & a fiddle and you get the Birmingham Sampler. Good night!12:32 AM Jun 27th

Paddy Whacks, 4/4…

We played at Paddy Whacks this Saturday.  Barry couldn’t attend, so we played as a three piece. It was a quiet &  uneventful show.There weren’t a lot of people listening, so we practiced a few of our newer songs. Honestly, we don’t really have a lot to report, so…Ladies & gentleman, Mr. Conway Twitty!!!!!

We’re Baaaaack….

It’s been a while huh? Well, we’ve been busy this past month and I guess we’ve neglected the blog a bit. Enough so for Jim Logue to mention it at the Trenton AOH the other night. So apologies to Jim and others. Who knew anyone was reading? The weeks have flown by and a lot happened in March, but that’s to be expected I guess for an Irish band. So let’s get to it…

Wednesday, 03/11/09:

In our last update we mentioned that we lucky enough to be asked to open for the Wolfe Tones at Finnigan’s Wake. This was an opportunity of a lifetime for us and the night couldn’t have been better. A quick back story for those who might ask, ‘who are the Wolfe Tones?’ The Wolfe Tones are an Irish band with roots in folk & traditional music. Some have described them as the “Led Zeppelin” of Irish Music. They’ve been touring the world for the last 45 years. Originally formed by brothers Brian & Derek Warfield and their friends Tommy Byrne & Noel Nagle, the band is now only three members (Brian, Tommy & Noel), after a parting of the ways a few years back between the bothers Brian & Derek. But let’s back up a little…

We got to Finnigan’s that night and after some initial sorting out of the night’s schedule, quickly setup the gear on stage. While waiting to go on, Paul and I were standing around at the bar when Brian Warfield of the Wolfe Tones walked up. Paul, ever the outgoing type, walks over to talk to Brian and introduce us. Not as familiar with the Wolfe Tones’ names, he quickly turned to me to confirm Brian’s name. Knowing of some potential bad-feelings due to the split in the band, I want to make sure Paul doesn’t commit a major faux-pas and use the wrong name for one of the brothers, I quickly tell him “Derek”…WAIT, NO!!!… Brian…too late…

After BRIAN corrects Paul for calling him “Derek”, we spoke to him for a few moments. A very nice person. After he left, Paul quickly punched me in the arm and called me an asshole. Fair enough, but that still didn’t keep me from laughing my ass off all night.

The whole evening was great. The night was sponsored by a worthy cause, the Police Survivors Fund to raise money for the family of Fallen Officer, John Pawlowski. We went on second, after the Three Irish Tenors. Who would have thought that they would be opening for the Birmingham Six? They’ve come a long way. We came on at 8pm and had a great show. It was just a short set & featured a slightly stripped down version of our songs with Brian on a “Stray Cats” style drum kit and for the first time, on the Bodhran. We came off the stage and couldn’t believe how fast it went. It’s pretty much still a blur of memory. Afterward Brian (or was it Derek?) told us that we “cracked ass” on stage. I, for one, am taking that as a compliment. The Wolfe Tones were great. We took some pictures with them before their show and got to talk for a few minutes. They went on and played for an amazing three hours. It was a night to remember for sure.

Friday, 03/13/09:

This was the night to kick off the long St. Patrick’s Day weekend. We started off the “tour” where we ended it last year, at Kildare’s in West Chester. This whole weekend is still a blur to me, so I may ask the others guys to write in anything that I may have forgotten. From what I remember though, this night went pretty well. It wasn’t as crazy as the last show we played here since it didn’t actually fall on St. Patrick’s Day this year. I do remember that someone hit Paul’s car out on the street, or at least that’s what we could figure out after 20 minutes of inspection. I’m beginning to agree that Paul may be “car cursed”. Then we had the long drive home from West Chester at 3am, only to be at Bristol the next morning for the Buck’s Co. St. Patrick’s Day Parade at 9am the next morning.

Saturday, 03/14/09:

After a 2 & ½ hour ‘nap’, it was up and ready to get to the Bristol AOH to meet up for the Parade. If not for the coffee and the 5-hour energy shots, I don’t know if I would have made it. Barry couldn’t make it to the parade due to Coast Guard obligations, but we did have Jim Fowler on hand to ably fill out the sound with some fine whistle playing. Once we got to the parade setup, things went smoothly. There were no car-kicking incidents or potentially stolen instruments this year, so all was well. The parade kicked off and we were on our long, and at some points, seemingly endless journey down the parade route. The Saturday before we played in the Mt. Holly Parade and that was like the Daytona 500 compared to this parade. To compare, we played five or six songs down High St. in Mt. Holly, while we played fifteen or more songs down New Falls Rd. Not to say it wasn’t fun, we did have a good time, but it was fun at a glacial pace. About halfway down the road someone ran out in front of the truck pulling the float and our driver had to slam on the brakes. That sent us all flying towards the front of the float on course to crush Jim under a pile of people, instruments & candy. Luckily, Jim was spared. After the parade it was back to the AOH for the after party. We played all afternoon and then it was off to Kildare’s Manayunk.

But first back to Paul’s house where I was able to catch a 20 minute nap in the car in front of his house.

I woke up, another coffee and a 5-hour energy, and we were on our way. We got there, and loaded in. Once again, probably because we were already going on 12 hours so far this day, my brain has zoned out. I know we played, but I don’t remember much about the night. Do 5-hour energy drinks and beer have this effect on people? I wonder. Well, we played, we went home and slept, finally…

Sunday, 03/15/09:

Continuing on (what seems to be our annual) Kildare’s tour, we played an afternoon show at the King Of Prussia location. This was a different show for us. No drums, laid back, traditional acoustic set. We even decided to sit down for this one. You wouldn’t have recognized us. This was nice to change it up a little for a bit of a break mid-weekend. It was relaxing and we all enjoyed it. There was a good crowd filtering in from the Philly Parade from earlier in the afternoon too. We even played some songs we’ve never done before. I’d definitely do that again on a Sunday afternoon. Can you tell I had a good time? I’ll stop now though, before I get to sappy. And yes Barry, I’ll take the napkin now.

Monday, 03/16/09:

Off. Sleep. Recovery.

Tuesday, 03/17/09:

The Big Day. We started our day around noon loading into Finnigan’s Wake to play downstairs at the Quiet Man Pub from 2-10pm. I woke up around 9am and left the house about 11:30. Apparently I’m not as ‘Irish’ as I thought, as the people staggering out of Finnigan’s after drinking for 6 hours already proved to me. To be drunk and throwing up into your plastic derby at noon on St. Patrick’s Day is what it’s all about, right? But I digress…hell, even I had a bowl of Lucky Charms that morning. We set up, grabbed some quick food up on the top floor (a nice spread by the way), and started the show. We alternated sets with the DJ for the next eight hours. Which made for a lot of changeover in the crowd on an hourly basis. Not that we mind since next to Halloween, St. Patrick’s Day is one of the best holidays for ‘people watching’. Is there really such a thing as a “slutty leprechaun,” because apparently there is a costume? But I digress again…It was a fantastic time. Thanks to Jim for his help and thanks to all the friends and family that came out to support us that day.

We finished up there and high tailed it over to end the night at Kildare’s in Manayunk. We walked into an interesting scene. Wall to wall people, flashing lights, a DJ and some thumping club music. This place was about to undergo a transition. I wonder what it must look like to someone in the club crowd when four pasty-white, Irish guys get up on the stage and strap on electric guitars and such? We stood on stage for a few minutes and just stared out at the crowd wondering how it would all go over. We started, keeping to our loudest & most upbeat songs. There was no riot, nor a single item thrown. Our anxiety quickly went away and we settled in for two very energetic sets, including playing Celtic Symphony at least four times (I lost count after a while), mostly for the guy who kept throwing 20′s at us to play it again. After that we packed up for the short journey home and to finally rest. It took me at least two days to fully recover my energy. Looking back, we had a great time, but I am kind of glad it really only happens once a year. Ah, who am I kidding, I’d do it again next month too.

Saturday, 03/28/09: (Epilogue)

After some recovery we got back to playing. We played an afternoon show at Paddy Whacks. This was a pretty typical show. It was good to get back after a week off. We played until 7pm and then it was off to the Trenton AOH for some scaled down Birmingham Six again. This was similar to the K.O.P Kildare’s show we played on the 15th. Just Paul, Barry & myself. We pulled out some stuff we don’t normally do, or rarely do. It was a good time and a very good place to play. Hopefully we’ll be back there in the future.

Now we’re updated. We’ll keep trying to update on a regular basis, maybe even convincing Barry to start adding material…or at least to start reading the blog. We’ll see…

Don’t forget. If you don’t already have a copy of our CD Iron Rations, you can purchase one on our website at www.birminghamsix.com.

What a week…

Ok, I have to take care of some business here.  First off, we held our Project Children Fund Raiser on Feb. 21 at Bristol AOH.  It was a great success and I want to thank everyone for coming out and helping us to raise the money to bring back the Corr sisters to spend a few weeks with us this summer.  I would especially like to thank the Bristol AOH and the bands that played that night, The Shanty’s, Susan Steen and John and Frank from Jamison.  And again, thank you to my band mates and our unofficial forth member Brett Talley for sitting in with us and our unofficial fifth member Jim Fowler for doing sound.

On a personal note, I would like to thank everyone who has shown me support of the last week and a half.  Some of you may know, but for those who don’t, my brother passed away on Feb. 18Th.  It has been a difficult time for me and my family but it has been made a little easier by all the kind words that I received through emails, on facebook and by many in person.   I thank you and am grateful to be surrounded by a great group of friends.

So Friday night we played at Bristol AOH and it only seemed fitting that I throw my brother’s ashes up on the bar with a shot of whiskey.  Needless to say I got pretty wrecked.  Thank god James and Brian were able to hold us together for the night.  It was a fun night none the less, even though I was having a Bob Hurst kind of performance.  Here’s the creepy thing that happened that night.  At the beginning of the night Kimmie poured a round of whiskey shots for us and we of course put one out for my brother.  Now Kimmie has a heavy hand, especially when it comes to pouring whiskey, so all the shots were at least more than half way filled of a rocks glass.  No one touched my brothers whiskey.  The only thing anyone did was cling his glass when we drank another shot to him.  However, by the end of the night more than half his glass was empty.  I shit you not.  It was pretty crazy.  Jim Fowler is probably shitting brick right now after reading that and is swearing never to go to the Hibo’s again.  You fellows in Bristol can thank me later.

So Sunday we head on down to Finnegan’s Wake for a rare Sunday afternoon show.  This one was a fund raiser for the Philadelphia St. Patrick’s Day Parade.  James and I are setting up when I see a sign advertising that the Wolfe Tones were coming to Finnegan’s on March 11th.  So my smart ass walks over to Mike Driscoll and says, “Hey Mike, if you need an opener for the Wolfe Tones we are available.”  He turns around and says, “Oh yeah, You’re in.”  So it took a few minutes to sink it, but we are indeed opening for The Wolfe Tones on Wednesday, March 11th.  It’s going to be a great honor to meet those guys and have our asses school by legends of Irish music.  So not only did that come to us on Sunday, but the hits kept on rolling.  First, since we offered our services to help out the parade we were given a guarantee that we will be playing the Penn’s Landing Irish Festival this year.  Further more, after the first set the sound guy at Finnegan’s informs us that he is recording the whole show.  So we should have some of that posted up real soon.  Keep an eye out for it.  Or an ear, whatever.

So Saturday is the Mt. Holly St. Patrick’s Day Parade and after party at the High Street Grill in Mt. Holly.  We hope to see you all out there to help us win best band again.  Either way, I’m sure our pathes are bound to cross at one point or another through out the St. Patrick’s Day season.

It was a dark and dreary evening in Bristol…

So last Friday night there were no polar bears in sight.  Only leprechauns.  But we’ll get into that later.

So what was supposed to be a solo show turned into a duo show that quickly turned into a trio show.  James and I played at the Hibo’s in Bristol and by the second set our good friend Jim Fowler jumped up and played the whistle.  It was a rocking good time.  There’s really not too much to say about the show.  It was a good time.  There was a nice crowd there, even though it started light by the middle of the first set the bar was full.  Kimmie looked awesome, as usual.  So there really wasn’t too much that could have gone wrong.  James and I played some new tunes that we are working on such as Galway Girl and The Ferryman and we also played a couple of new originals.  I like shows like that where we can try out some new songs.  James even sang Cushy McCoy, which I think is going to be awesome once we get it together with the whole band.  All of that, is not the important thing.

After the show we were all sitting around at the bar having a few beers, well in mine and James’ case a few cokes since we both had to drive and Jim Fowler and Kimmie hear this noise upstairs.  Now, there were some people up there earlier in the evening setting up for something the next day, so maybe they were still up there.  So Jim goes up there to check it out and promptly comes back down to tell us that all the lights are off and the doors are locked.   Then he proceeds to tell us the story of the ghost of Bristol AOH.  Apparently a member hung himself in the club many years ago and Jim is convinced that his ghost still haunts the place.  Apparently the ghosts is fond of Jim and likes to run up to him in dark rooms.  So James and I convince Jim to let us into the hall upstairs so we can investigate the ghostly noise that was heard coming from the upstairs.

Let me go off subject for a minute, but it’s all good because it leads to the punch line of this story.  There’s something great about being in a band.  Especially a band that you have been playing with for any length of time.  It truly is a brotherhood of sorts.  You become family with the other members and I believe that is indeed what has happened with Birmingham Six.  And as you know, sometimes in families you get so accustomed to one another that without saying a word, you just do things.  Nothing is planned, nothing is set up, but it always works out perfectly in the end.  Especially when you have a couple of smart-asses in the band like Barry and James (who just happen to be actual brothers).  So here’s the case in point.  We go upstairs check out the “ghost” and of course James and I are totally breaking Fowler’s balls, who at this point is pale white and all the hair on his enormous body is standing on end.  So without a word or a nod to James, I start talking to Fowler.  Distracting him, I guess.  In the meantime James picks up this leprechaun decoration and holds is about 6 inches from Fowler face.  As Fowler and I finish our conversation and turns and screams like a little bitch.  Like a big girly scream and a jump.  I haven’t heard a scream like that since James couldn’t make the cross over on the highway in Ohio last January and took us 30 miles out of our way.  Fowler pretty much shit himself while James and I were laughing for about the next 15 minutes or so.   It was sweet.  I guess you had to be there, but I’m sure you can imagine it was pretty funny.

Oh yeah, the next day I froze my ass off in Mt. Holly New Jersey while playing and promoting the Mt. Holly St. Patrick’s Day Parade and After Party on March 7.  That’s all I’m going to say about that.

We hope to see everyone at our next show which will be Saturday Feb. 14 at 3 PM at Paddy Whack’s on Welsh Road.  We will be raffling off a date with Barry or a polar bear.  Whichever shows up that day.

Hope to see you there.

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A Quick Update, Paddy Whacks Canceled Due To Polar Bears…

Sorry to anyone who may have shown up at Paddy Whacks this past Saturday and wondered where the Birmingham Six were. As you may or may not know by now, our last show was canceled at Paddy Whacks. There was a Polar Bear benefit scheduled at the same time and we got bumped. That’s the bear species indigenous to the Arctic Tundra and not the human species causing grief to Paramedics & Lifeguards every winter.

Polar Bear

A-Hole

Unfortunate, yes, but we move on. Plus, it gave a couple of us an opportunity to head out on Friday night and catch Frank, John, Dave & CJ, from Jamison at the Hibo’s Friday night. Nice Job Fellas! They put on a great show so check them out sometime soon! http://www.myspace.com/jamisonirish

So be sure to check us out at our next show coming up on Saturday, February 14th from 3:00-7:00pm at Paddy Whacks at Welsh Rd. & Roosevelt Blvd. in Philadelphia. Yes, it’s a Valentine’s Day show. So bring your loved ones out for an afternoon of fun. That is, of course, unless we get bumped again. I heard there are rumors about the North American River Otter being in trouble…

WHAT?!?!?!?!!!!

The Year In Reviews…

Imagine my surprise this morning. I get up on the last day of the year to find that the Birmingham Six’s album, Iron Rations, was named one of the Top 20 Celtic Rock & Punk CDs of 2008 by Paddy Rock Radio!!!!! (http://www.paddyrock.com/home/?p=286). I don’t think we could have asked for a better end to the year than to be mentioned in the same ranks as The Tossers, Flogging Molly, Barleyjuice and Gaelic Storm.

That got me thinking about the reviews for the album so far. Positive reviews have been flowing in.  So, not to be too conceited or egotistical, but I wanted to post some of the reviews we’ve received  for Iron Rations. Thanks to John M. at Shite’N'Onions, John B. at Paddy Rock Radio & Rory at Radio Rebel Gael for their support…

John M. @ Shite’N’Onions:

Solid is the word I think of after giving some serious spins to ‘Iron Rations”, the debut from PA based Birmingham Six (named after 6 Irish men wrongly convicted of bombings in England in the 1970s). The Six (4 actually) play solid contemporary Irish-American rock’n'roll that occasionally veers into punk – influences include The Pogues, The Clancys, The Who and Flogging Molly. The tracks are a nice mix of traditional/standards and originals. My favorite track is “His Favorite Spot”; an ode to a well loved bucket of blood and of course if you’re in that particular bucked of blood on Paddy’s day and Birmingham Six are playing a great time is guaranteed (though you might not remember anything the next day).

John B. @ Paddy Rock Radio:

It’s about time that these seasoned musicians have put together their debut CD with “Iron Rations”!! Barry Breslin has been performing these traditional Irish tunes for a long time now, and here with his cohort within the Birmingham Six (James Breslin – Bass, vocals, Brian Kelly – Drums, Paul Wiese – Vocals, guitar, mandolin) their love for the music shines through. “Iron Rations” is pretty rough around the edges, but the CD packs some pretty good versions of songs like “Nancy Whiskey”, “Foggy Dew”, “Streets Of Sorrow/Birmingham Six”, “Finnegan’s Wake”, “Back Some In Derry”, and “South Australia” for a band making their first release. The true surprise to me is how well their original tracks took shape on this recording… really well written songs, and had me even tapping my foot along with each beat as they took off. This is a fun Irish Pub Rockin band for you to enjoy while kicking back a couple pints… hell… even kick back a couple in the office when the boss isn’t looking to this fun disc. If you enjoy the sounds of Bogside Rogues, The Broken Shillelaghs, The Gobshites, Kevin Flynn & The Avondale Ramblers, and hell… even the Pogues…. you will love this true Irish Folk Rock band. Have these boys come play at your favorite pub… and raise your pints high and sing along…. Hats off to Barry, Paul, and the whole gang for shooting me this disc.

Rory @ Radio Rebel Gael:

Cheers to Jimmy Breslin, from the Birmingham Six, for sending along those tunes from the brand new album, Iron Rations…they are one of those bands you just can’t pass up. Kind of like my favorite Celtic Paddy Punkers, Blood or Whiskey. As far as Celtic Rock & Reel, I would say Birmingham Six are one of the best new Celtic Rock bands these days…

Happy New Year Everyone!

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The Last Waning Days of 2008…

As the year winds down, and the days grow shorter, we always seem to find ourselves thinking back over the events of the last year. On December 15th, I passed the one year mark since joining the Birmingham Six. After much thought (a little too much probably) I signed on as the bass player for the group. The spot was filled for the first year through the contributions of Robbie McDonald, Fran O’Connor & Susan Steen. Thanks again guys! Within the first four weeks of joining we were in the recording studio, at five weeks we were packed into a big gray van on our way to Ft. Wayne Indiana, then at three months in we were in the midst of the St. Patrick’s Day season, and the next thing we knew it was summer and we had a CD to get out in August! The Iron Rations CD release party was on August 22nd, and only a few weeks later Irish Weekend was coming up! That kicked off a busy October & November that went by at light-speed. One particular highlight of October was playing at the Philadelphia Irish Society Dinner and getting the CD in the hands of Gerry Adams. And now we find ourselves here at the end of the year. It went fast, and a lot of it has slipped down the memory hole, but my general hazy impression is that it was a good year for the Birmingham Six. We thank all of you for coming out to support us and for supporting the CD. Have a Merry Christmas & a Happy New Year.

Now, enough of the sappy, sentimental stuff. We have a job to do…

On December 6th, we played Paddy Whacks on the Boulevard. This show was in conjunction with AOH Division 6′s benefit for St. Lucy’s School for the Blind. Special congratulations go to the AOH, the benefit raised $1000 for the school. The show went well, and I am happy to report that Paul was, in fact, gas free for this entire show…

***On a reflective side note… I’m now thinking back again, and I realized that at approximately 90% of our shows we have been “blessed” with…how should I put this delicately…toxic emanations from Paul’s back side. Those of you who saw us at Bristol the night before Thanksgiving will remember just such an occasion. I know I have tried very hard to forget and failed.

Back to business…

The next weekend brought us back to Molly Maguire’s in Phoenixville. Something about the Molly Maguire’s shows always seems to bring about some sort of drama in our lives. Whether it be the pouring rain, car trouble, sick kids, weddings, etc. We always seem to have to scramble in one way or another every time we play here. At least it’s a good place to play and, when there are people actually there, it’s a good show. This one was especially good for us. The crowd was big when we got there and they stayed all night long. On top of that, they liked us too. Even the group of people that were sitting at the table directly in front of us as we set up the speakers right by their heads. I turned to Paul at the beginning and said, “Watch how quickly we drive them away.” I like being wrong, and I was. They sat there for two full sets and yelled out requests, sang along, and clapped their hands. It was great. Winners of the “I Came the Longest Distance To Get Here” award were Gerry and Jim. They drove from Atlantic City to Phoenixville to come out that night. What troopers. I wonder If Jim ever made it home? Ah well, we would have heard by now… All in all, a good way to end the year.

Thanks again to everyone. We’ll see you all in the New Year!

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