A little something for Mike...
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fordsbyjay
Active Member
Dang all they have at our tilted kilt is bike shows on Wednesdays.
one finger john
Active Member
You mean there is more than one?
Lee_in_KC
Active Member
Does that mean you don't have a Hooters either?!?!? Poor guy!
Ted Brown
Member
No! We also have a Hooters, but they don't wear anything that great, the only thing GREAT about Hooters is their prices, very high, not worth the money, too bad, most hooters let their gals look great! There is just something about this town???
Mike
Well-Known Member
The Tilted Kilt? Never heard of the place.
Ahh, there's never much wrong with a pretty lass in a billie kilt.
About the only time I'm ever around ladies wearing Scottish garb, they are actually Scots and wearing the arisaidh and not a billie kilt. I love to see a woman wearing the arisaidh, but as you can see it just ins't the same thing at all.
My ex-fiancé, Carol, at a Wallace commemoration at Stonehaven, posing in front of Dunnator Castle. She was wearing an arisaidh in my family's tartan on the day.
A very special lady, who hails from Glasgow. This was taken at the Heart of Tennessee Scottish Celebration in Murfreesboro, a few years back.
I was looking for a better shot of Jacquie, wearing the arisaidh, and remembered a commemoration we had done at the grave of Robert "Rob Roy" MacGregor, back in late December 2005. It was a bitterly cold day and we had to march two miles from Kingshouse to the Balquhidder Parish Church, where we did an outdoor service. We then marched back, where I immediately made a beeline for the fireplace at the Rob Roy Bar, at the Kingshouse Hotel. Our evening entertainment was provided in part by some pals of mine who perform as Albannach.
Albannach is a very tribal pipe and drum band and they took a quick breather as Jacquie sang a song about the massacre of the House of Donald in 1692 at Glencoe.
Jacquie was doing her best with the song, but over to her right, two other drummers and the piper were doing their best to distract her. As you can see, Jamesie, the fellow in the background is trying to stare them into submission, but they kept messing with her.
Actually, that is a "before" photo.
When Jamesie saw he was powerless to stop the others from messing with Jacquie's song, he grabbed the chair he's standing in front of, walked around in front of Jacquie, slammed the chair to the floor, jumped up on it and lifted his kilt above his shoulders. The room went completely silent, other than Jacquie moaning, "Oh, dear God," and Carol announcing, "Well, at least we now know Jamesie is true!" (A "true" Scot being one who wears only his shoes under his kilt.) Jamesie moved the chair back where it was and you can see him grinning from ear to ear.
Jamesie is a proud and passionate patriotic Scot and I'm proud to call him my twin brother by another mother.
Here is Albannach, playing at the base of the Sir Walter Scott Monument in the East Princes Street Gardens, during the Fringe Festival in the most beautiful city in the world. I do my best to avoid the crowds, but I truly love to visit Embra. If this set doesn't get your feet moving, check yer blood pressure, ye jes' micht be deid!
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I have to laugh whilst watching this, as people are tossing coins into Aya's bodhrán case as if the band are mere buskers. People on this side of the Atlantic drive hundreds of miles and spend large amounts of cash to see them play.
If ye foun' yersel' whirlin' tae th' beat o' th' drums an' th' drone o' the pipes, ye'll be fichting fer a cat's breath after th' Hornpipes fae Hell!
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And people wonder why the pipes were outlawed as weapons of war, after the '45 Rising?
Ahh, there's never much wrong with a pretty lass in a billie kilt.
About the only time I'm ever around ladies wearing Scottish garb, they are actually Scots and wearing the arisaidh and not a billie kilt. I love to see a woman wearing the arisaidh, but as you can see it just ins't the same thing at all.
My ex-fiancé, Carol, at a Wallace commemoration at Stonehaven, posing in front of Dunnator Castle. She was wearing an arisaidh in my family's tartan on the day.
A very special lady, who hails from Glasgow. This was taken at the Heart of Tennessee Scottish Celebration in Murfreesboro, a few years back.
I was looking for a better shot of Jacquie, wearing the arisaidh, and remembered a commemoration we had done at the grave of Robert "Rob Roy" MacGregor, back in late December 2005. It was a bitterly cold day and we had to march two miles from Kingshouse to the Balquhidder Parish Church, where we did an outdoor service. We then marched back, where I immediately made a beeline for the fireplace at the Rob Roy Bar, at the Kingshouse Hotel. Our evening entertainment was provided in part by some pals of mine who perform as Albannach.
Albannach is a very tribal pipe and drum band and they took a quick breather as Jacquie sang a song about the massacre of the House of Donald in 1692 at Glencoe.
Jacquie was doing her best with the song, but over to her right, two other drummers and the piper were doing their best to distract her. As you can see, Jamesie, the fellow in the background is trying to stare them into submission, but they kept messing with her.
Actually, that is a "before" photo.
When Jamesie saw he was powerless to stop the others from messing with Jacquie's song, he grabbed the chair he's standing in front of, walked around in front of Jacquie, slammed the chair to the floor, jumped up on it and lifted his kilt above his shoulders. The room went completely silent, other than Jacquie moaning, "Oh, dear God," and Carol announcing, "Well, at least we now know Jamesie is true!" (A "true" Scot being one who wears only his shoes under his kilt.) Jamesie moved the chair back where it was and you can see him grinning from ear to ear.
Jamesie is a proud and passionate patriotic Scot and I'm proud to call him my twin brother by another mother.
Here is Albannach, playing at the base of the Sir Walter Scott Monument in the East Princes Street Gardens, during the Fringe Festival in the most beautiful city in the world. I do my best to avoid the crowds, but I truly love to visit Embra. If this set doesn't get your feet moving, check yer blood pressure, ye jes' micht be deid!
[media]
I have to laugh whilst watching this, as people are tossing coins into Aya's bodhrán case as if the band are mere buskers. People on this side of the Atlantic drive hundreds of miles and spend large amounts of cash to see them play.
If ye foun' yersel' whirlin' tae th' beat o' th' drums an' th' drone o' the pipes, ye'll be fichting fer a cat's breath after th' Hornpipes fae Hell!
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And people wonder why the pipes were outlawed as weapons of war, after the '45 Rising?
putz
Member
They have one in Green Bay here is a link to their site for locations 3 in Indiana Mike.
Tilted Kilt Link
Tilted Kilt Link
Mike
Well-Known Member
The whole band can get well out of hand. The often play at the Glasgow, KY Highland Games, so I generally go down to spend a bit of time with them. That time of year, the humidity and the temperature race one another to see who can get to 100 first. Yet the band still gives it up. I've seen them come off the stage near collapse from the heat.
Check the piper's throat muscles at about 1:20 or so into this one. Are there any questions as to why we call him Bullfrog? And he smokes like a chimney, if you can believe it.
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The Scot who introduced the band is now deceased. His name was David Ross and it was he that walked from Robroyston to London in the Walk for Wallace, commemorating the betrayal, kangaroo court and murder of William Wallace on 23 August 1305. Davey was another proud, Scottish patriot and had a huge heart for Scotland. He also had a huge ego, so he and I generally gave one another wide berth. If you visit the link to the Walk site and click the link for the 9th page of photos, a good eye just might pick a familar face out of the crowd on the day.
Putz, to be honest, I'm not so big a fan of the Tilted Kilt. One would think with a name like that, you would be able to eat good, Scottish fare, but their menu reads a bit more like a T.G.I.F. Their Shepherd's Pie and their bangers and bashed tatties are as close as they get to Scottish food. We've an Irish pub here in Lafayette that serves excellent meals, so I'm a bit spoiled.
Here ya go Mike.
I figured everyone was Scottish, so you would like this!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch_popup?v=MZ35SOU9HTM
I figured everyone was Scottish, so you would like this!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch_popup?v=MZ35SOU9HTM
