AUGHRIM FIDDLER SUPREMEThis year John Joe O'Loughlin fromB<strong>all</strong>ymorris, Aughrim, has steppeddown as Chairman of the County Boardof <strong>Comhaltas</strong> Ceolt6iri Eireann afterserving a four year stint in the position.But he is not hanging up his andfiddle by any manner of means and willstill be actively involved in this greatIrish cultural organisation that hehelped to establish in the county almost30 years ago .He is still the County Board's representativeon Leinster Council, a positionhe has held continuously since 1973 andbe<strong>for</strong>e that from 1962 to 1977. He alsoserved five years as Vice-Chairman ofLeinster Council from 1977 to 1982.The fact that CCE is throbbing withvitality today and the Wicklow hills arealive to the sound of Irish music owes alot to the dedicated work put in byJohn Joe O' Loughlin and like-mindedpeople over the last three decades.His love of the culture of Irish music,song and dance is something that helearned at the knee of his father,William, who was himself a noted playerof the violin. John J oe could read and 'play music be<strong>for</strong>e he ever went near atutor.In 1955 he joined the pipers' club inDublin- there being no <strong>for</strong>mal organisationin Co. Wicklow at that stage.Two years after the <strong>for</strong>mation of thefirst CCE branch in Donard, he foundeda branch in Aughrim and was elected itsfirst Chairman, a position he held <strong>for</strong>the next decade.He was also at the meeting in Donardin 1962 to found the first Co. Boardand was elected its Treasurer, anhonorary position that was to be conferredon him each year <strong>for</strong> the next 17years.Because four branches were requiredto <strong>for</strong>m a County Board, Wicklow wasamalgamated with Kildare in those<strong>for</strong>mative years following on from1962. But the infant organisation wasto grow strong quickly and by 1969Wicklow was able to stand on its owntwo feet and have its own separateCounty Board.In 1962 there were 180 competitorsin the open fleadh of that year- andthese included entries from Dublin,Wex<strong>for</strong>d, Kildare and Carlow, as well asWicklow- whereas in this year'sconfmed Fleadh there were 450Wicklow competitors taking part.John Joe has also lent his consider-JOHN JOE O'LOUGHLINable musical talents to the competitiveside, assisting local duets, trios, ceilibands, grupai cheoil and scoratochtgroups to win Leinster medals. He alsohas a Leinster medal <strong>for</strong> story-telling inthe "Ceol an Gheirnhridh" competition.But his interest lies more in assisting,helping and encouraging young artistesas a teacher of music and an adjudicatorof competitions. He has adjudicatedcompetitions <strong>all</strong> over Leinster and as theholder of a teacher's diploma in musiche has conducted classes <strong>all</strong> over Co.Wicklow, including his native Aughrim.In the early 1960s he undertookanother labour of love and that was collectingmanuscript music which hadbeen lying <strong>for</strong>gotten in houses aroundthe county.And what surprised him then wasthat so many people were capable ofreading and writing music even thoughthey had not had the benefit of muchschooling in their day.Next he and Tom Walsh, who wasSecretary of the County Board at thetime , travelled the highways and bywaysof Wicklow collecting the pureb<strong>all</strong>ads of Co. Wicklow.In <strong>all</strong> they collected the surprisinglyhigh number of 104 b<strong>all</strong>ads and in additiongot as many as possible on tape <strong>for</strong>the music.33Most of these b<strong>all</strong>ads date from the1798 period onwards and the fact thatWicklow continued with a guerilla war<strong>for</strong> six years after 1798 was part of theexplanation of why Wicklow is so richin these b<strong>all</strong>ads."This is something of a hobby withme", states John Joe "1 would not liketo see this part of our Irish culture dieand 1 would like to leave somethingbehind <strong>for</strong> the next generation. Somuch of our musical heritage has beentaken to the grave by people and this ismuch of our musical heritage has beentaken to the grave by people and this isa great pity".AUSTRALIANPLANSThis photo taken by the AustralianAmbassador, Sir Peter Lawler, is intended<strong>for</strong> his scrapbook covering hisassignment in Ireland. Pictured atCulturlann na hEireann are (l-r) theAmbassador's wife Lady Lawler, Una bMurchu, Mrs. Bracken from Australia(the Ambassador's sister) and Labhraso Murchu. The Ambassador was visitingthe Culturlann on the invitation of<strong>Comhaltas</strong> to discuss the movement'splans <strong>for</strong> the Australian Bi-centennialcelebrations in 1988. Cornhaltas hasreceived many invitations to tour Australiaand are at present researching theoptions open to them. Following onthe success of their North American,British, Irish and European Tours, themovement is anxious to service theAustralian invitations.
NA CEITHRE hAIRDECaoimhghin b Brolchain'Dtuigeann sibh' , much of our national 'eccentricity' can be put down to the factthat, from the beginning, we were orientated East - West, whereas the r~st of theworld aligned its thinking North-South with the Magnetic Poles. The ancIent Ga~lfaced the rising sun and said 'Front-rear-left side~right side' .. So ,~hen ~ou s~y ~Irish 'Taim ag duI 15 dheas' (I'm going south), you re re<strong>all</strong>y saymg I m gomg nght ,or again, '0 dheas lamh soir' (South-south-east)-noti~e the emphasis on which'hand' (lamh) is indicating the direction favoured. There IS many and m~ny another'wonderful' combination, the study of which would keep you occupIed <strong>for</strong> themorning when you should be giving the wife a hand washing the childer.All of this was borne in on me very<strong>for</strong>cibly over Easter when I was asked toread a short paper on Flann O'Brien atthe 'International Symposium' atNewman House , Dublin .. .... . and I'm stillreeling at the enormous effrontery I hadto accept the invitation. Academicswere six deep at the bar and the chatwas rarified- <strong>for</strong> example 'Had FlannO'Brien predicted the invention of thelaser beam in the 'Third Policeman',when he told of the point of a needlewhich was so fine and acute that its realpoint was well in advance of its visiblepoint?'. There's a question to put to afella who spent much of his youthcutting turf on Monagore bog!Nice to have polite people coming upto you to say that they enjoyed yourpaper- bewildering when they said thatthey particularly relished this point orthat which in fact hadn't been in yourpaper at <strong>all</strong> but in a previous lecture!The world of Flann O'Brien wassuddenly very real. Even the ingeniousabstractions of De Selby were frequentlythrust upon you as endeavoured tobe, what is the phrase? - 'Ag baintsuimin as do phionta' (Taking a sip outof your pint). Several of the visitingprofessors (some from J apan- AmericaAustralia- Germany ....) mentioned thatthey were certain that they had met DeSelby in some Dublin bar the previousevening.The great thing was that there was nononsense about 'Cupla Focal agam'great gales of Irish were on <strong>all</strong> sides- andgreat gales spouting it. Then I foundmyself being transfixed by an earnest,quiet-talking fella who had a singlecentre to his existence- the TaraBrooch. Whilst I was alarmed by his intensityand the absolute futility of tryingto escape what he had to say was ofgreat interest and I gradu<strong>all</strong>y found thata glazed fixity of gaze with the 'gob aroscailt' was <strong>all</strong> that was required of me<strong>for</strong> the evening. It was a very one-sidedconversation but this fella was the'Bradan an Eolais' and my thumb was inthe process of incineration. I didn't feela thing.The burthen of this tale was that hehad deduced that the Tara Brooch wasin fact , an ancient Irish 'DirectionFinder'. What you did was to pointyour brooch at the rising sun- exactly asthe Sean Gael had, he maintained, done.Round the rim of the brooch are studsor stones set into the metal. These areat equal spacings- roughly at 30 degreeintervals; and by taking lines throughthe centre from these markers youcould have a good indication of whichway you hav to point the chariot whenyou had an urgent appointment atArdMacha or An· Uaimh in the old days.A'coorse, the sun has a lower trajectoryduring the winter solstice than duringthe summer- this was the reason <strong>for</strong> thelower arc which also <strong>for</strong>ms part of thebrooch. Examining his back-of-anenvelopediagram which gradu<strong>all</strong>y assumedthe configuration of the 'UnionJack', I rashly quipped that there wasclear inference here that the AncientBrits must have settled Ireland be<strong>for</strong>ethe coming of the Celts. This suggestionseemed to enrage my companion as didmy follow-up that if there had beenmany summers like the last one in ancientIreland it might account <strong>for</strong> theprecipitate abandonment of Ard Macha,indeed Tara Hill itself as the centre <strong>for</strong>government- no sun, no directionfinding! I perceived that I was exceedingmy function in this interchange ofscholarship . My part was to be therecipient of wisdom. I was not requiredto contribute beyond the oldd exclamationof wonderment.Now Professor b Hainle had mentioned,in passing, in his lecture thatBeckett had a character who idiosyncratic<strong>all</strong>ymarked the passage of time by35having a pocketful of stones. Everyday, he transferred a pebble from onepocket to the other. Everyone in hisaudience thought this was good <strong>for</strong> alaugh - everyone except my earnest in<strong>for</strong>mant.What the hell they were laughingat mystified him! That, he said , wasexactly what the ancient Gael had, infact, done. They worked on an eightmonthyear of 354 days. By complicatedmathematics - again on the backof the overcrowded envelope it appearsthat they managed with 22 stones andevery now and then they missed a daybe<strong>for</strong>e starting again - Oh! and severaltimes a year there were 'clicks' noticeableto this day by such 'communerswith nature as shepherds- when oneseason gave way to the next. It was <strong>all</strong>very erudite stuff - un<strong>for</strong>tunately, myconcentration became somewhat erraticas time passed because I found thatI was getting through an unusualnumber of pints- again one-sidedly,since I wasn't expected to say a damnthing.Leaving the bar- eventu<strong>all</strong>y- I haddifficulty in deciding whether I was '0dheas' or coming 'aniar' and my recentingenious friend had disappeared takingthe only replica Tara Brooch that sideof the city with him- together with hisenvelope. The result was that I did notsucceed in visiting Ard Macha this tripindeedI had a rough time getting backto my digs.Somehow or other, I managed toreach my friend 's house where I wasbeing accommodated <strong>for</strong> the length ofthe Symposium. Up in my room Ifound myself blinking owlishly at a volumeof Silva Gaedelica without which Irarely set foot outside the door. Nowhere I came across reference to a oneleggedhorse which pulled a chariot inthe days of Cuchullain and it wascuriously yoked. Apparently, the shaftof the chariot 'transfixed' the animaljust under the tail and emerging fromthe horse's mouth was securely fastenedin place by a crosswise placed peg onwhich the beast chewed as it g<strong>all</strong>oped doubtless towards Ard Macha- fruitlesslyif the day was cloudy. 'Nach iontachan peata an saoghal', as Peig mighthave said if she'd been to theSymposium.