The U2 frontman has recorded a track for a new album called Rogue's Gallery: Pirate Ballads, Sea Songs And Chanteys
They approached the hiding place and heard a high voice singing the pirate chantey
, "Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum." The voice also spoke the last words of Captain Flint.
The work will feature a song composed by the last Princess of Hawaii (Ka'iulani) with slack-key guitar, a Newfoundland sea chantey
, a traditional song of the Maori (indigenous people of New Zealand) and an arrangement of "Take Me Out to the Ballgame." New this year, the concert choir will divide into smaller groups and sing selections from the Solo & Ensemble Festival.
The silly couplets of the chantey
, the words START and FINISH, and the exhibition's checklist with its all-important titles offered lifelines.
A sea chantey
(often spelt shanty) is a work song with a strong rhythm to which the sailors could haul the lines, hoist the sales, man the oars and so on.
("Under the Sea" would have been a more obvious scene-setting opener than the ho-hum sea chantey
"Fathoms Below," expanded from a few throwaway bars in the film.) "Part of Your World" fares better despite Boggess being stuck in a plastic cave for most of it.
Cheap to feed." After he purchases the cart and donkey, Solly learns that the donkey only moves when a sea chantey
(A Republican Sea Chantey
) They boned up on the issues, like Abortion and the flag.
Waits' music traverses his polyglot terrain, encompassing warped sea chantey
, carnival theme, cry-in-beer ballad, blues stomp, etc.
The ceiling planking is held up by gracefully curved support pieces called "hanging knees." Today, the hold still echoes with occasional sea chantey
sing-alongs and even the ringing prose of Eugene O'Neill plays.
Mosshart and White serve as an albatross around each other's respective neck on the uneasy duet "Will There Be Enough Water?" Singing about a thirst that one would need more than a Big Gulp to quench, White, with a scallywag drawl, asks, "Will there be enough water/When my ship comes in?" With the rickety-rackety rhythms that gives the listener the sense that they are on a ship lost at sea, it's hard to say this bluesy sea chantey
(like a bulk of the album) will quench one's thirst for sin or just fuel one's desire.
But once you're seated on a wooden bench in the low-ceiling shelter deck of the square-rigged Balclutha, lustily belting out a chantey
chorus with your shipmates, it's easy to forget that you're docked safely in a city harbor, rather than on a perilous voyage around Cape Horn.