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Hundred Years Late
Presenting
'Some Popular Songs From 1914
Arranged for Modern Sensibilities
& Recorded Using Modern Methods'

This unique album features twelve modern reinterpretations of songs which were written, published, recorded, or released in 1914.

Musician and songwriter David Nelligan began this 'music archive revival project' Hundred Years Late last year as part of his masters research, and has been encouraging modern musicians to delve into the archives and put their own spin on the songs they discover there. The idea is to celebrate the musicians and songwriters of the past, and encourage modern musicians and songwriters to engage with archival resources and participate in a kind of inter-generational cultural cross-pollination. Throughout the year, David has been curating his own favourite songs from the archives and enlisting some of his favourite musicians to help him record them, while writing a blog highlighting some wonderful songs from 1914 and the stories of the people behind them.

The somewhat formal style of the time, the lack of a modern rhythm section, and the scratchiness and general poor sound quality of these old recordings can make songs from this era inaccessible to modern listeners. But when performed and interpreted by modern musicians, the songs seem suddenly vibrant and relevant again. There's a tenderness, a naïveté, a melodramatic sincerity about the lyrics that seems so fresh and free of cynicism. Musically, there's a wide variety of styles covered. Some songs are playful and jazzy, others melancholic and avant-garde. Then there's blues, gospel, rock and pop, but not as we know them. They don't write them like this anymore.

You are cordially invited to listen to this strange and nostalgic album of cover versions.

To whet your appetite, Hundred Years Late has produced a charming animated video for lullaby The Slumber Boat. It is sung by guest vocalist Lynda Cullen, a Cork-based singer-songwriter whose album Paper Boat was released earlier this year to critical acclaim. The sleeping baby illustrations used in the video are in the public domain, taken from a magazine published in 1914.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=JdSnLXDLLHI

The general health and well-being of the public domain is one of the issues that inspired this project. If culture can be locked up in copyright restrictions for 95 years, then remix artists across all genres and media are limited to using vintage material. Rather than complain about what can't be done, this project aims to demonstrate what can be done with the public domain. All the artwork used for the project is in the public domain, or licensed for reuse under Creative Commons. The songs covered here are of course in the public domain, and the Hundred Years Late recordings of these songs are also licensed under Creative Commons.

SOME POPULAR SONGS FROM 1914 marks a surprising change of creative direction for David Nelligan. His band, The David Nelligan Thing, released alt-pop-folk-rock album 'Dark Matters' in April last year to some acclaim, followed in August by the stylistically divergent electro-synth-pop E.P. 'Who Is Synthia?' which notably put Shakespeare's poetry to music. His academic pursuits necessitated a hiatus from the band, during which time this Hundred Years Late album came about. If you would like to know more, visit hundredyearslate.com

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released December 15, 2014

Arranged, performed, recorded & produced
by David Nelligan for Hundred Years Late.
Additional recording / production / arrangement on Track 3
by James Eliot Taylor.
Mandolin/Mandola on Tracks 2 & 10 by Ray Barron.
Vocals & Drums on Track 3 by James Eliot Taylor.
Saxophone on Track 3 by Tom Edwards.
Violin on Tracks 3 & 8 by Paul Moore (Polo Moro).
Vocals on Track 8 by Lynda Cullen.

Writing credits and links to relevant blog posts and archive recordings
are available on individual track pages, along with individual track artwork and lyrics.

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Hundred Years Late is a music archive revival project. The aim is to encourage engagement with music archives, specifically the music of a hundred years ago, by inviting modern musicians to reinterpret archived songs. Follow the blog at hundredyearslate.com ... more

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Track Name: When You're A Long Long Way From Home
When you're a long long way from home
It makes you feel like you're alone.
It's hard to find a pal that's true
that you can tell your troubles to.
And when you send a letter home
Your mother's voice rings in your ears.
And then you cross the t's with kisses
What a strange world this is
And then you dot the i's with tears.
And all the sunshine turns to gloom
When you're a long long way from home.
You'll miss the love you've always known
When you're a long long way from home... home.
Track Name: Where My Caravan Has Rested
Where my caravan has rested
Flowers I leave you on the grass
All the flowers of love and memory
You will find them when you pass
You will find them when you pass

You will understand their message
Stoop to kiss them where they lie
But if other lips have loved you
Shed no tear and pass them by
Shed no tear and pass them by
Track Name: You Broke My Heart To Pass The Time Away
You've said goodbye and everything is over now it seems
And all you left behind for me was dreams, just shattered dreams
For you were all I had, the only happiness I knew
You went away without a word, you proved your love untrue

You never meant the kisses that you gave me
I paid with tears for every bit of joy
You made a plaything of my heart, the heart I gave to you
You broke it like a child would break a toy

The love you gave was like a fading flower
The kind of love that lives for just a day
But forgive you dear, I will
God knows I love you still
Though you broke my heart to pass the time away

The love you gave was like a fading flower
The kind of love that lives for just a day
But forgive you dear, I will
God knows I love you still
Though you broke my heart to pass the time away
Yeah you broke my heart to pass the time away
Yeah, you broke my heart
Track Name: The Monotone (Ein Ton)
I hear a tone so wondrous rare
It fills my heart, 'tis ever there

Ah, can it be the last faint breath
that stirr'd thy pallid lips ere death?

Is it the tender monotone
of church bell which for thee made moan?

Lo, still it comes, so full, so clear
As though thy soul were floating near

As though with love and yearning deep
You sang my bitter pain to sleep
Track Name: I Want To Be Like Jesus
Lord, I want to be a Christian in my heart, in my heart, in my heart.
Lord, I want to be a Christian in my heart.

Lord, I want to be more loving in my heart, in my heart, in my heart.
Lord, I want to be more loving in my heart.

I don't want to be like Judas in my heart, in my heart, in my heart.
I don't want to be like Judas in my heart.

Lord, I want to be like Jesus in my heart, in my heart, in my heart.
Lord, I want to be like Jesus in my heart.

In my heart, in my heart,
Lord, I want to be like Jesus in my heart.
Track Name: Oft In The Stilly Night
Oft, in the stilly night,
Ere Slumber's chain hath bound me,
Fond Memory brings the light
Of other days around me;
The smiles, the tears,
Of boyhood's years,
The words of love then spoken;
The eyes that shone,
Now dimm'd and gone,
The cheerful hearts now broken!
Thus, in the stilly night,
Ere Slumber's chain hath bound me,
Sad Memory brings the light
Of other days around me.

When I remember all
The friends, so link'd together,
I've seen around me fall
Like leaves in wintry weather;
I feel like one,
Who treads alone
Some banquet-hall deserted,
Whose lights are fled,
Whose garlands dead,
And all but he departed!
Thus, in the stilly night,
Ere Slumber's chain hath bound me,
Sad Memory brings the light
Of other days around me.
Track Name: If I Were The Ocean And You Were The Shore
Dear-heart, sweetheart,
you'll never know how I love you
I sit alone by the ocean so blue
Sighing for you, crying for you.
Softly, gently,
sea waves are kissing the shore
And as I listen to each sweet caress
My heart repeats o'er and o'er

If I were the ocean and you were the shore
I'd flow with my love, dear, to you
On every wave I would send you a kiss
I'd be so constant and true.
And when storms were raging far over the main,
close to your side I would stay.
If I were the ocean and you were the shore
I'd be kissing you all the day.

Moonlight, starlight,
light up the waters with splendour
Night winds are sleeping and nature is glad
My heart is sad, my soul is mad.
Morning dawning
finds me alone on the shore
And as the stars kiss the ocean goodnight
My heart repeats o'er and o'er

If I were the ocean and you were the shore
I'd flow with my love, dear, to you
On every wave I would send you a kiss
I'd be so constant and true.
And when storms were raging far over the main,
close to your side I would stay.
If I were the ocean and you were the shore
I'd be kissing you all the day.
Track Name: The Slumber Boat
Baby’s boat the silver moon
sailing in the sky
sailing o’er the sea of sleep
while the clouds float by.

Sail, baby, sail
out upon that sea.
Only don’t forget to sail
back again to me.

Baby’s fishing for a dream,
fishing near and far.
His line a silver moonbeam is,
his bait a silver star.

Sail, baby, sail
out upon that sea.
Only don’t forget to sail
back again to me,
back again to me.
Track Name: Can't You Hear Me Callin' Caroline?
I miss you in the morning
when old bobwhite gives his call
Caroline, Carolline
And I miss you at the sunset
when the evening shadows fall
Caroline, Caroline
I miss you when the moonbeams out on the river shine
Oh, can't you hear me calling for you, Caroline?

Can't you hear me calling, Caroline?
It's my heart calling thine
Lordy, how I miss you, gal o'mine
Wish that I could kiss you, Caroline

It ain't no use now for the sun to shine
Caroline, Caroline.

Can't you hear my lips a-saying?
Can't you hear my soul a-praying?
Can't you hear me callin', Caroline?

It ain't no use now for the sun to shine
Caroline, Caroline.

Can't you hear my lips a-saying?
Can't you hear my soul a-praying?
Can't you hear me calling, Caroline?
Track Name: Old Folks At Home
Way down upon the Suwannee River,
Far, far away
That is where my heart is turning ever
That's where the old folks stay

All the world is sad and dreary everywhere I roam
Oh lordy, how my heart grows weary
Far from the old folks at home

All around the little farm I wandered,
When I was young
Then many happy days I squandered,
Many the songs I sung
When I was playing with my brother,
Happy was I
Oh, take me to my kind old mother,
There let me live and die


All the world is sad and dreary everywhere I roam
Oh lordy, how my heart grows weary
Far from the old folks at home

Oh lordy, how my heart grows weary
Far from the old folks at home
Track Name: Crossing The Bar
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;

For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.
Track Name: I Cannot Sing The Old Songs
I cannot sing the old songs
I sang long years ago
For heart and voice would fail me
and foolish tears would flow
For bygone hours come o'er my heart
with each familiar strain
I cannot sing the old songs
or dream those dreams again
I cannot sing the old songs
or dream those dreams again

I cannot sing the old songs
Their charm is sad and deep
Their melodies would waken
old sorrows from their sleep
And though all unforgotten still
and sadly sweet they be
I cannot sing the old songs
They are too dear to me
I cannot sing the old songs
They are too dear to me

I cannot sing the old songs
for visions come again
of golden dreams departed
and years of weary pain
Perhaps when earthly fetters shall
have set my spirit free
My voice may know the old songs
for all eternity
My voice may know the old songs
for all eternity