While we were all singing Auld Lang Syne and shaking the last drops from the supermarket champagne bottle on New Year’s eve, Derry-Londonderry became the first ever UK City of Culture.
In times past on the blog, we have whisked our minds to the medium of song in order to convey a hint of the excitement at upcoming festivities. You may remember the controversy regarding Aileen’s 2010 Twelve Days of Christmas (a ring was mentioned but not received) ode to seasonal markets? Perhaps you were taken by my rendition of Grease’s Summer Lovin‘ that charted the summer festivals that were on the horizon in 2011 (‘But, it doesn’t rhyme?’, one commenter said).
Well, in that established disregard for rhyme, tune or indeed iambic pentameters, allow us to tick off some of the coming highlights of Derry-Londonderry’s tenure as the first ever UK City of Culture.
Oh, and you’ll be needing this: the song from the city itself; Danny Boy.
P.S. I’m sorry.
Oh, Londonderry, the culture, the crowds are coming,
The Royal Ballet, tight tights and pirouettes,
The year is here, you’re UK’s Culture city
C’mon, be good, and tell us what’s in store.
It’s Other Voices, on holiday from Diiingle, a brand new play, from Field Day Company,
Punk musicals, mad hair and leather trousers, oh Londonderry, can it be so, can it be so.
If you come in March, when the party’s started, then Primal Scream will share their funky grooves,
Be sure to book the acts like Tommy Tiernan early, Jimmy Carr too, now that’s real comedy
Don’t forgeeeeeet the arty Turner Prize, now that’s a winner, messy beds and sharks have won before.
A kick of traaaaaaaaaaaaaad, at the mighty Fleadh Cheoil,
Oh Londonderry, can it be so, can it be soooooooooooo
*Waits for applause. Silence. Shuffles awkwardly off stage*
If you prefer your festival listings the traditional way (ie. Without being questionably squeezed into a song) then try visiting the Derry-Londonderry City of Culture website.