Contrary to criticism from some who comment here, I think this is a great rendering by Sinead because her voice searingly conveys the terrible pain and sadness of those tragic events so well. I've listened to this version many times, but it never fails to send cold shivers up and down my spine and bring tears to my eyes. The Irish endured so much terrible suffering over the ages due to the callous misdeeds of those who bore them malice for no reason.
It could have been prevented by those who studied history and the idea that fishermen and hunters didn't exist before 1840s. It is a shame millions had to die or leave home. A true test of the human spirit that many people failed to break tradition and cultural ideas, diet, group think and what life can throw at you. True change happens when you do whatever it takes to survive.
Yes. She lamented the suffering of the Irish. Her religion was Protestant. Back then, Catholics were hated and had no rights in their own country. It was Catholics that suffered the worst of the famine. Protestants refused to help believing the famine was a punishment from God to the Catholics. Her ancestors were complicit in the tragedy. Perhaps that is why she rejected her religion and converted to Islam.
Merci TH-cam de me proposer cette chanson que je ne connaissais pas. Comme toujours c'est sublime avec ma belle irlandaise, Sinéad, ta voix est tout simplement magique . Je t'aime infiniment ma belle ❤❤❤❤😢
Failte, My GR8-Grandparents had 2 feed the British Army with 39 Acres of Wheat whilst starving on 1 acre of Failed Potatoes in Skibbereen c1850! & that's why I will Die Voting @SinnFeinIreland anywhere near Olde Skibbereen!
Nor do textbooks make any attempt to help students link famines past and present. What is not often taught in schools or known by the many who routinely celebrate St. Patrick's Day, is that throughout the Irish 'Potato famine' there was an abundance of food produced in Ireland, yet the (English & Irish-English) landlords exported it to markets abroad.
I cannot listen to this song without getting a tear in my eye, and a tightness in my throat. Not sure if it is the lyrics or how Sinead sings it....perhaps both. Love it....just love it.
It's worth re-reading the satire "A Modest Proposal" written by Jonathan Swift in 1729. Sadly, today's high school textbooks continue to largely ignore the famine, despite the fact that it was responsible for unimaginable suffering and the deaths of more than a million Irish peasants, and that it triggered the greatest wave of Irish immigration in U.S. history.
as a singer who sings this song i think iv heard Sinead sing different songs of a similar style much better. i feel her phrasing/breath control is interrupting d flow of this fabulous song. however i am delighted 2 see a singer of such standard taking interest in our heritage keep it up Sinead xxxx
Plz ignore the nerd joke above however as a nerd I want to wish my probably 1100 or so international Skibbereen O' Donovan third cousins twice removed and probably grand nieces and grand nephews scattered all over uk, usa, canada, australia, nz etc a belated happy new millenium! My grandma was a member of a large family from Skibbereen and most had to leave during this tragic period and grandma (RIP) stayed on the farm and has now approx 100 Irish and uk descendants so plz just know that during those troubled times many good people, and a few wicked ones :), came from Skibbereen! ... Slainte.
Thanks to Ireland lowering it's taxes finally. May the future look brighter than ever and no more running from away from a land I would love to call home. Much love from the U.S. and Roche on my gram side of Cork. R.I.P.
O, Father dear, I oft times heard you talk of Erin's Isle, Her lofty scene, her valleys green, her mountains rude and wild They say it is a pretty place where in a prince might dwell, Oh why did you abandon it, the reason to me tell? Oh son I loved my native land with energy and pride 'Til a blight came over on my crops, my sheep and cattle died, The rent and taxes were so high, I could not them redeem, And that's the cruel reason why I left old Skibbereen. Oh, It's well I do remember that bleak December day, The landlord and the sheriff came to drive us all away They set my roof on fire with their demon yellow spleen And that's another reason why I left old Skibbereen. Your mother too, God rest her soul, fell on the snowy ground, She fainted in her anguish seeing the desolation round. She never rose but passed away from life to mortal dream, She found a quiet grave, my boy, in dear old Skibbereen. And you were only two years old and feeble was your frame, I could not leave you with your friends, you bore your father's name, I wrapped you in my cta mr in the dead of night unseen I heaved a sigh and said goodbye to dear old Skibbereen
The Irish don't have to 'play' at being the victim... History tells it's own sad, sorry, sordid story... just look it up! The Irish economy was once the little tiger of Europe... but the banks took care of that... & all the Irish pensions too... oh well! a little history repeating itself all over again... & in the rest of 'skid row' Europe too! Well... HAPPY ST. PADDY'S DAY ANYWAY! Irish Eyes always come out on a cloudy day smiling anyways...
The Irish potato famine that began in 1845 was one of the worst in history. Instead of helping, the Irish/English government shipped food abroad so land owners did not lose profit. They encouraged the sufferers to boil nettles as they were nutritious. It was Irish Catholics that mostly suffered while Irish protestants for the most part did not help believing the blight was a punishment from God. Over a million Irish starved to death. Another million plus fled Ireland to America with the starved that died on board the boats thrown overboard. Queen Victoria was kept in the dark as to the scale of the horror. When made aware, she insisted relief be given to the suffers. The Prime Minister, Sir Robert Peel had worked to repeal the corn laws that put tariffs on corn and kept food prices high and it cost him his position. He purchased £100,000 in sweet corn from the United States and had it Shipped to Cork. Although too late for millions and futile in the end, the only thing that saved the sufferers from famine was the reduction in Ireland's population by 2 to 3 million, the increase in food imports after 1850 and finally the potato blight was defeated in 1852 after years of bad harvests.
Rest and Godspeed dear lady. 🙏🌹
RIP Sinéad O'Connor
Rest In Peace dear lady ❤
Contrary to criticism from some who comment here, I think this is a great rendering by Sinead because her voice searingly conveys the terrible pain and sadness of those tragic events so well. I've listened to this version many times, but it never fails to send cold shivers up and down my spine and bring tears to my eyes. The Irish endured so much terrible suffering over the ages due to the callous misdeeds of those who bore them malice for no reason.
It could have been prevented by those who studied history and the idea that fishermen and hunters didn't exist before 1840s. It is a shame millions had to die or leave home. A true test of the human spirit that many people failed to break tradition and cultural ideas, diet, group think and what life can throw at you. True change happens when you do whatever it takes to survive.
De acuero contigo
Yes. She lamented the suffering of the Irish. Her religion was Protestant. Back then, Catholics were hated and had no rights in their own country. It was Catholics that suffered the worst of the famine. Protestants refused to help believing the famine was a punishment from God to the Catholics. Her ancestors were complicit in the tragedy. Perhaps that is why she rejected her religion and converted to Islam.
Merci TH-cam de me proposer cette chanson que je ne connaissais pas. Comme toujours c'est sublime avec ma belle irlandaise, Sinéad, ta voix est tout simplement magique . Je t'aime infiniment ma belle ❤❤❤❤😢
I heard this on the PBS series VICTORIA, during the Potato Famine episode
To paraphrase someone much wiser than I, there was no famine, but a deliberate starvation.
@Jayne Eyre Well said Jane Eyre. Did you not have a bad house-fire once?
Failte, My GR8-Grandparents had 2 feed the British Army with 39 Acres of Wheat whilst starving on 1 acre of Failed Potatoes in Skibbereen c1850! & that's why I will Die Voting @SinnFeinIreland anywhere near Olde Skibbereen!
Was genocide.
Nor do textbooks make any attempt to help students link famines past and present. What is not often taught in schools or known by the many who routinely celebrate St. Patrick's Day, is that throughout the Irish 'Potato famine' there was an abundance of food produced in Ireland, yet the (English & Irish-English) landlords exported it to markets abroad.
used to live in the next village and every time i go through "Skibb" i can't hel but hear this in my head ... same effect...
I cannot listen to this song without getting a tear in my eye, and a tightness in my throat. Not sure if it is the lyrics or how Sinead sings it....perhaps both.
Love it....just love it.
About my ancestors...I get cold shivers up and down my spine every time I hear this!
Such chills. I love it. I also like her/their version of The Foggy Dew.
Fine version really suits her voice thanks for the post
Sinéad you are amazing i love this.The music is very haunting💚🌈🙏God bless ireland💚
What a sad song so true
sad and beautiful
Tears and shivers everytime I hear this...everytime
Heartwrenching
It's worth re-reading the satire "A Modest Proposal" written by Jonathan Swift in 1729.
Sadly, today's high school textbooks continue to largely ignore the famine, despite the fact that it was responsible for unimaginable suffering and the deaths of more than a million Irish peasants, and that it triggered the greatest wave of Irish immigration in U.S. history.
love this
as a singer who sings this song i think iv heard Sinead sing different songs of a similar style much better. i feel her phrasing/breath control is interrupting d flow of this fabulous song. however i am delighted 2 see a singer of such standard taking interest in our heritage keep it up Sinead xxxx
amazing the back round music was beautiful and the lyrics were sad but great.
yes good song im mexico
Les we forget the great hunger in eire
Love it.
Powerful stuff about a powerful place ... Twould almost make one want to join the new E.R.A.! :-) ... hehehe
Plz ignore the nerd joke above however as a nerd I want to wish my probably 1100 or so international Skibbereen O' Donovan third cousins twice removed and probably grand nieces and grand nephews scattered all over uk, usa, canada, australia, nz etc a belated happy new millenium! My grandma was a member of a large family from Skibbereen and most had to leave during this tragic period and grandma (RIP) stayed on the farm and has now approx 100 Irish and uk descendants so plz just know that during those troubled times many good people, and a few wicked ones :), came from Skibbereen! ... Slainte.
Thanks to Ireland lowering it's taxes finally. May the future look brighter than ever and no more running from away from a land I would love to call home. Much love from the U.S. and Roche on my gram side of Cork. R.I.P.
O, Father dear, I oft times heard you talk of Erin's Isle,
Her lofty scene, her valleys green, her mountains rude and wild
They say it is a pretty place where in a prince might dwell,
Oh why did you abandon it, the reason to me tell?
Oh son I loved my native land with energy and pride
'Til a blight came over on my crops, my sheep and cattle died,
The rent and taxes were so high, I could not them redeem,
And that's the cruel reason why I left old Skibbereen.
Oh, It's well I do remember that bleak December day,
The landlord and the sheriff came to drive us all away
They set my roof on fire with their demon yellow spleen
And that's another reason why I left old Skibbereen.
Your mother too, God rest her soul, fell on the snowy ground,
She fainted in her anguish seeing the desolation round.
She never rose but passed away from life to mortal dream,
She found a quiet grave, my boy, in dear old Skibbereen.
And you were only two years old and feeble was your frame,
I could not leave you with your friends, you bore your father's name,
I wrapped you in my cta mr in the dead of night unseen
I heaved a sigh and said goodbye to dear old Skibbereen
The Irish don't have to 'play' at being the victim... History tells it's own sad, sorry, sordid story... just look it up! The Irish economy was once the little tiger of Europe... but the banks took care of that... & all the Irish pensions too... oh well! a little history repeating itself all over again... & in the rest of 'skid row' Europe too! Well... HAPPY ST. PADDY'S DAY ANYWAY! Irish Eyes always come out on a cloudy day smiling anyways...
Makes the hair stand up on the back of your neck
+Ger Kelly It's amazing what real music is capable of.
I challenge anyone to listen to Sinead sing this on the Victoria episode "faith hope and charity" without weeping.
@@pamappleton5535 What is 'Victoria?' other than a Dead Empress & can I find it on @NetflixUK?
Tiocfaidh ár lá
Power2K12 Which means? Sorry, I have no Irish. D. McCartney
@@dcmccart25 "Our day will come."
The Irish potato famine that began in 1845 was one of the worst in history. Instead of helping, the Irish/English government shipped food abroad so land owners did not lose profit. They encouraged the sufferers to boil nettles as they were nutritious. It was Irish Catholics that mostly suffered while Irish protestants for the most part did not help believing the blight was a punishment from God. Over a million Irish starved to death. Another million plus fled Ireland to America with the starved that died on board the boats thrown overboard. Queen Victoria was kept in the dark as to the scale of the horror. When made aware, she insisted relief be given to the suffers. The Prime Minister, Sir Robert Peel had worked to repeal the corn laws that put tariffs on corn and kept food prices high and it cost him his position. He purchased £100,000 in sweet corn from the United States and had it Shipped to Cork. Although too late for millions and futile in the end, the only thing that saved the sufferers from famine was the reduction in Ireland's population by 2 to 3 million, the increase in food imports after 1850 and finally the potato blight was defeated in 1852 after years of bad harvests.
stop reading and listen, you should be alright !
Painfully slow version.
Jerry Palmer well if it's slow that's how the Chieftains wanted it to sound they are amazing musicians💚