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All Is Not Forgotten

by Siobhan Miller

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1.
Been digging for treasure on this eastern isle Sun kissed packages hidden and hard Sweet peas and snowdrops, harebell, sunflowers and hyacinth Like a time capsule all hidden in words I turn a page and there’s gold in an envelope That opens up chapters that have been unread for years The house we shared for so many years together The sounds of the cricket ground echoed through the alley The grain of the table stained with old conversation The music changed with each friend that dropped by These are the small momentos you take You can never go home Lightning may strike and thunder may roll I can’t recall all your tall stories but all is not forgotten All the ways of the world that you showed me I have not forgotten I have not forgotten I have not forgotten Now I sit here at that same table staring at the same view The walls are the same, old portraits in frames, remind you Of moonlit promises you spoke, now written and read Folded into shadows, you laid them to rest I turn a page and there’s gold in an envelope That opens up chapters that have been unread for years I can’t recall all your tall stories but all is not forgotten All the ways of the world that you showed me All is not forgotten I can’t recall all your tall stories but all is not forgotten All the ways of the world that you showed me I have not forgotten I have not forgotten I have not forgotten
2.
How pleasant in winter to sit by the hearth Listening to the barks and the howls of a dog Or in summer to wander the wide valleys through And to pluck the wild flowers in the May morning dew Summer is coming, oh, summer is here With the leaves on the trees and the skies blue and clear And the birds they are singing their fond notes so true And the flowers they are springing in the May morning dew The house I was reared in, there's not a stone on a stone And all around the garden the weeds, they have grown And all the fine neighbours that e’er I hae knew Like the red rose they have withered in the May morning dew God be with the old folk who are now dead and gone And likewise my brothers, dear Dennis and John As they tripped through the heather, wild hare to pursue With their joys they have mingled in the May morning dew
3.
Selkie 05:49
An earthly nourris sits and sings And aye she sings, "Ba lilly wean, Little ken I thy bairnie’s faither, Far less the land that he lies in." Then ane arose at her bed fit And a grumly guest I'm sure was he Saying "Here am I, thy bairnie’s faither, Although I am not comely." I am a man upon the land I am a selkie on the sea And when I'm far and far from land My hame it is in Sule Skerry And it shall come to pass on a summer's day When the sun shines bright on every stone I’ll come and take my little young son And teach him how to swim the foam I am a man upon the land I am a selkie on the sea And when I'm far and far from land My hame it is in Sule Skerry Then he has taen a purse of gold And he has laid it on her knee Saying, "give to me my little young son And tak thee up thy nourris’ fee And thou shall marry a gunner good And a right good gunner I'm sure he'll be And the very first shot that e'er he shoots He'll kill baith my young son and me I am a man upon the land I am a selkie on the sea And when I'm far and far from land My hame it is in Sule Skerry
4.
Green sea glass in lines I thread them through and make them chime Tweezers in your hand The rose bush I didn’t understand The sleep that came eventually A falling dream as you held me Now you need me Like I always needed you This old vase is cracked Crazy lines where you glued it back Like the paths we make Like the paths that water takes Under bridges and over stones You are my heart, you are my bones Now you need me Like I always needed you
5.
The view from an open window Of a scene I can never forget A memory that lasts longer than lifetimes And a promise I have always kept That I won’t let you let me down I won’t let you let me down A street illuminated at midnight We slowly dance in the glow Of an electric white northern star A compass taking me home Oh I won’t let you let me down I won’t let you let me down Out of your eyes shine an endless sun One that burns brighter than anyone And if a flicker should bring you doubt I want you know that I won’t let you let me down I won’t let you let me down Under the arch of the bower The weave of warp and weft Entangled here forever Until the branches are all that is left Oh I won’t let you let me down I won’t let you let me down Out of your eyes shine an endless sun One that burns brighter than anyone And If a flicker should bring you doubt I want you know that I won’t let you let me down I won’t let you let me down The colours of an October garden That surround us as you weep For a joy that lasts longer than lifetimes And a promise I will always keep
6.
See the lights across the bay Sail towards another day One hand on the wooden wheel While the whole world sleeps Lighthouse lonely on the hill Clothed in grey the town is still How limitless the ocean seems While the whole world sleeps See the lights across the bay Sail towards another day Catch the wind in canvas wings While the whole world sleeps Watch a gentle falling star As we move out beyond the bar Leave nothing but our wake behind While the whole world sleeps Far behind, our troubles Slowly sinking The world’s still spinning round We’re just drifting Drifting, drifting While the whole world sleeps Drifting, drifting While the whole world sleeps See the lights across the bay Sail towards another day Each one flickers, then is gone While the whole world sleeps Sky begins where ocean ends Reflect each other like old friends Slowly move towards the sun While the whole world sleeps Far behind, our troubles Slowly sinking The world’s still spinning round We’re just drifting Drifting, drifting While the whole world sleeps Drifting, drifting While the whole world sleeps
7.
I went to church on Sunday My love, she passed me by I knew her mind was changing By the roving of her eye By the roving of her eye By the roving of her eye I knew her mind was changing By the roving of her eye Oh, Hannah, loving Hannah Come give to me your hand You said that if you'd marry That I would be the one That I would be the one That I would be the one You said that if you'd marry That I would be the one But now you’ve broken your promise Go home with who you please Now my poor heart is aching Here lying at your ease Here lying at your ease Here lying at your ease Now my poor heart is aching Here lying at your ease I’ll go down to the river When everyone's asleep And think on loving Hannah And then sit down and weep And then sit down and weep And then sit down and weep I'll think on loving Hannah And then sit down and weep I went to church on Sunday My love she passed me by I knew her mind was changing By the roving of her eye
8.
Tranent 03:06
It was at a wedding near Tranent Where scores an' scores of fun were bent Tae ride the broose wi' full intent ⁠Was either nine or ten, jo Aff they a’ went galloping, galloping ⁠Legs an' airms walloping, walloping ⁠Deil tak the hindmost, quo' Duncan M'Callpin ⁠Laird o' Jelly Ben, jo Noo Will the weaver rode sae kittle Ye'd thocht he was a flying shuttle His doup it dabbit like a bittle ⁠But wafted till the end, jo The tailor had an awkward beast It funket first an' syne did reest Then threw poor snipe five ell at least ⁠Like auld breeks, o'er the mane, jo The souter he was fidgin' fain An' stuck like rosin tae the mane To smash like auld boots in a drain ⁠He nearly reach'd his end, jo The blacksmith's beast was last of a' His sides like bellows they did blaw Till him an' it got sic a fa' ⁠An' bruises nine or ten, jo Noo Duncan's mare she flew like drift An' aye sae fast her feet did lift Tween ilka step she gi'ed a rift ⁠Oot frae her hinder end, jo Noo Duncan's mare did bang them a' Tae rin wi' him they manna fa' Then up his grey mare she did draw ⁠The broose it was his end, jo
9.
Cholesterol 04:43
I've been taking advice on the right things to eat Since shortly before I was born Frae the national dried milk to the cod liver oil To powdered rhinoceros horn In they days they telt us to gie up the starches The sugars, potatoes and breid Noo they've done a U-turn, tell us breid and potatoes Will gie us the fibre we need I've made up my mind that these menus designed By the experts just arenae for me No trained dietician or general practitioner Dictates what I'll have for my tea Broon breid with a low fat paste thinly spread on May be healthier than a meat pie But who wants to grow old eating St. Ivel Gold I would raither taste butter and die Cholesterol, Cholesterol Oh my chance of survival is small Well I'll no get a dose o’ anorexia nervosa Cause I love my cholesterol Noo the thing that has brought this affair to a heid Is the Guid-Hearted Glesga campaign Well I just said 'What's that?’ and the doc had his needle Sooking blood oot my haundiest vein Two weeks later they measured my height and my weight And they took my blood pressure and a’ A computer said “Mate, to survive at your weight You would need to be seiven feet tall” I'm no gonna take the suggestions they make About changing the food that I eat All this cuttin’ oot cheese, nae chips if you please Nae chocolate, nae ice cream, nae meat They tell you to gi’e up these goodies below And they promise you pie in the sky Well semi-skimmed milk may diminish my bulk But I'll take double cream till I die Cholesterol, Cholesterol Oh my chance of survival is small All the cream I consume, it may lead to my doom But I love my cholesterol Noo it's all right for you that smoke forty a day And you spend every night in a bar You can tell the health visitor you'll cut it doon She'll say “What a fine fellow you are” But when I telt her I'd never smoked in my life And that I was teetotal to boot She just says “Get away, you’ve nothing to dae You've nae vices that you can cut oot” I don't mind them probing in my haemoglobin If it's just for a case history But it pits the health visitor in tae a tizz At her duty to try and save me She says “Fresh fruit and yoghurt's a lovely dessert Why don't you give it a try?” Well I don't gie a hoot for her yoghurt and fruit I'll have Black Forest gateau and die Cholesterol, Cholesterol Oh my chance of survival is small Well the way that I dine I’m in line for angina But I love my cholesterol

about

Siobhan Miller, one of the most captivating and successful singer songwriters to come out of Scotland in recent years, will release her fourth solo studio album in April and showcase it on a UK tour.
Siobhan, with her soulful, burnished gold voice, has won the MG Alba Scots Trad Music Awards ‘Singer of the Year’ title an unprecedented three times alongside a 2018 BBC Radio 2 Folk Award.
In just a few short years, the multi-talented Midlothian-born performer, who won the 2008 Radio 2 Young Folk Award with Orcadian fiddler Jeana Leslie, has released three strong solo albums and, in another tangent of her career, appeared in TV drama series Outlander and sung in U.S. theatre productions on Broadway (Peter and Wendy) and in Boston (A Christmas Celtic Sojourn).
Following on from the slickly produced, mainstream-nudging 2018 album Mercury, this new release is a more stripped back affair, seeing Miller return to her roots. And where Mercury fielded all original songs All is Not Forgotten magically melds new and traditional songs in nine tracks with an overriding air of unrushed calm peppered with a touch of fun in the final tracks.
Siobhan is joined on the album by some of the Scottish folk scene’s finest musicians – Orcadian singer/guitarist Kris Drever (Lau), fiddler Megan Henderson (Breabach), Innes White on acoustic guitar, Euan Burton on double bass, John Lowrie on piano and Kim Carnie on backing vocals.
The original songs often see Siobhan co-writing with long term collaborators Drever and husband Burton.
Produced by the team of Miller, Burton, Drever and Iain Hutchison the album was recorded at Gloworm Studio in Glasgow.
Says Siobhan: “After releasing
Mercury I really wanted to create something reflective of our live shows, mixing original songs with new arrangements of traditional songs I’ve learned and making it as raw and honest as possible. We returned to Gloworm Studio and recorded the songs live together. It was such an enjoyable experience –possibly the most fun I’ve had recording with everyone reacting to each other’s performances and feeding off each other.”
Opening the album the title track is a beautifully delicate and reflective song by the Miller/ Drever/ Burton triumvirate. Almost poetic it is full of visual imagery and reminiscence like ‘a time capsule all hidden in words’ – everything from flowers to portraits to the sound of a cricket game and the grain of a table evoking precious memories.

Miller’s wistful voice gently tells this tale of remembrance before launching into the first of the traditional tracks, which also centres on the passage of time and those that have gone before. The slow air of May Morning Dew is simply arranged and meditative with Megan Henderson’s wonderfully expressive fiddle particularly noteworthy.
Miller and Drever share arrangement and vocal duties on Selkie – the traditional song better known as The Selkie of Suleskerry originating from Drever’s Orkney home ground. The story tells of a woman whose child is taken away by its father – here taking the shape of a Selkie, the mythical Scottish creature that morphs from a seal in water to a human on land. With wonderfully fused harmonies, it’s a beautifully judged performance; a mournful lullaby.
The much-recorded Loving Hannah is another melancholy-tinged traditional track. The tale of lost love has a simple stripped back arrangement by Miller and White of vocal and acoustic guitar which underlines the sadness – a complete contrast to the final traditional track on the album Tranent – a song that is literally close to home for Siobhan.
Named after the East Lothian town and also known as The Tranent Wedding and Up They Gaed-a-Gallopin’ it kicks over the traces with its fast tempo tale of the customary race after a country wedding (‘riding the broose’), where men saddle up to gallop to the bride’s new home to win the honour of having the first dance and kiss from the newly wed.
The rapid, tongue-twisting song of the racing blacksmith, tailor, weaver and shoemaker presents no problems to Miller who takes it all in her stride. She says: “Coming from Penicuik I’ve always been interested in songs from the area and this song from the nearby village of Tranent is the closest traditional song I’ve found to my home town.”
The original songs include the optimistic and uplifting Drever/Burton track Now You Need Me –with its catchy refrain and gently entwined strings and piano – and Burton’s dreamy, drifting I Won’t Let You Let Me Down whose hypnotic trajectory ends on a suspended, spellbinding note. One of the most personal songs on the album, it was written for Siobhan after their wedding in 2018.
The gentle ebb and flow continues in the ocean-bobbing While the Whole World Sleeps – a gorgeous song penned by Burton and Glasgow singer songwriter Findlay Napier, underpinned by Lowrie’s fluid piano and Henderson’s effortless fiddle.
Those who have heard Siobhan sing Adam McNaughtan’s clever, tongue- in-cheek song Cholesterol live at gigs and festivals will know what a

show stopper it is and here it gets a great end-of-album treatment, bound to bring a smile to the face of everyone but the health police!
Together with Tranent, it’s a juxtaposition to the rest of the release which through mellow new songs and old, emerges as an oasis of calm reflection.
Just five years after launching her solo career, Siobhan Miller demonstrates her ever escalating versatility in this latest album– whether penning thoughtful, original ballads or deftly demonstrating her skilled interpretation of a treasure trove of traditional folk songs.

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released August 18, 2020

Siobhan Miller - Vocals
Kris Drever - Acoustic Guitar (All Tracks Except Track 5 & 9) and Vocals (Track 1, 3, 4, 5 & 6)
Innes White - Acoustic Guitar (All Tracks)
Megan Henderson - Fiddle (Track 1, 2, 4, 5, 6 & 8)
John Lowrie - Piano (All Tracks Except 7)
Euan Burton - Double Bass (Track 1, 2, 4, 5, & 6) and Acoustic Guitar (Track 5)
Kim Carnie - Backing Vocals (Track 1, 4, 5 & 6)

Produced by Euan Burton, Siobhan Miller, Iain Hutchison & Kris Drever
Engineered and Mixed by Iain Hutchison at Gloworm Recording, Glasgow
Mastered by Alan Douches at West West Side Music, Cornwall-on-Hudson, New York

Design and Layout by James Morrison
Photos by Elly Lucas

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Siobhan Miller is a Scottish folk singer and songwriter. Her soulful and stirring renewal of traditional song has won her the 2018 BBC Radio 2 Folk Award for Best Traditional Track, and BBC Alba Scots Singer of the Year an unprecedented three times. Her four solo albums showcase her remarkable depth of talent from original contemporary material to traditional Scottish folk songs. ... more

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