NEWS - Back on the road again...
Welcome to the Ger Wolfe website, take off your shoes and lie down in the garden.
Summer starts to fade but Ger is out on the road again, with Autumn in his head.
The next few shows are coming up soon, a short Autumn tour including a Victorian Glassteahouse in Kilkenny, two nights on an island, a singer's club (for songs) in Skibereen and another one in Cork and a magical night in a beautiful wine bar.
That's just for starters, Then there is a gig at a bookshop in Tipperary and talk of another café gig later in October. We're looking forward to a new album release early in the Spring (the greatest hits) and a busy nationwide tour, keep an eye out for the news here and on the facebook page.
More details of concerts on the tours page.
For venues that would like to book a concert, including house concerts please send details of your request to:
The Newest Album "I Have Been Loved" which is still available in the on-line store here, on iTunes and is also available at selected record stores.The album is now available from iTunes download store by clicking on this link
The single SHINE DOWN WARMLY
is still on our own downloads page here, simply click on the sunny image to the right at the top of the page.
Here is a review of the newest record, from Colm O' Hare, HOTPRESS.
I Have Been Loved-Review in HOTPRESS
With his gentle, yearning folk melodies and easy-going voice, Cork's Ger Wolfe has been creating understated but carefully crafted vignettes since his 1998 debut. He continues in that vein on his seventh album with ten new songs, exquisitely performed, arranged and recorded. It's difficult to pick out highlights; such is the even quality of the tunes, not to mention the stellar playing from a large cast.
The current single, 'Shine Down Warmly' is, as the title suggests, a sun-kissed, laid back number which gently weaves it's melodic magic, with wonderfully evocative lyrics: 'The flowers take a notion, let their petals dance a jig, the sky pours out a potion and the river takes a swig'
'When I was hungry' boasts a lovely brass arrangement, lyrical honesty and hopeful sentiments.
Elsewhere, melancholia and regret inform songs such as 'I Have Been Loved' and 'It's all dark' but their lovely melodies overcome the stark subject matter. Homelessness is the subject of 'Tell All The Lies' where the protagonist lies in the 'backstreet cardboard box and concrete'.
It's not all low-key and somber however; the tempo is raised on 'They Dance When It Rains' which boasts a more rhythmic, almost reggae-lite backdrop while 'A New October Daughter' rings in the changing of the seasons, the dark days ahead and 'The comfort of your feather bed.'Sublime.
Colm O' Hare
We have a new song up on YOUTUBE which you can follow by clicking this link;www.youtube.com/watch?v=PdMjZRR_Y6k
You can subscribe to the youtube channel here below for updates and new song videos.
A Podcast is still available of the specially commissioned documentary 'Gentle Genius, Forgotten Poet' made about Ger and his life in music. This production by Linda Geraghty of Little Oak Productions recieved great praise and features Ger speaking about the music and many people including musicians Christy Moore and John Spillane and radio presenter and music enthusiast John Creedon.
Also featured near the end of the show is 'One star left in the window' as played live at what was once the Lobby Bar with Edel Sullivan and Paul Frost earlier in 2011.
You can now listen to the entire show by going to this link Audio/Video
Submitted April 23rd 2011
NEW FEATURE-DOWNLOADS Not Available at the moment!!
I'm afraid we are having technical problems with the downloads page at the moment so we have only physical actual CD's available for now, but some also on iTunes.
Updated August 2016
Here is a poem, a sonnet to be exact, that I wrote for Ballyphehane , where I spent 4 young years of my life.
Under the hedge of Morning Street I ran
A dream asunder in my four-year feet
Where empty cages of canary’s clan
Wept waiting for the summers singing heat
Glass bottles, crows and chip bag papers flew
Around that sound pulse of the city’s heart
And words and radio airwaves tipped askew
The finish of the winter and the start
Of sailing summer’s kite across the sky
And painting every colour of the dream
That slept in hollow boxes dark and dry
As leafless, songless, joyless, birdless streams.
A thorneen in your jar of memory
Small birds pluck at your heartstring in the trees.
(C)Ger Wolfe 2009