| I think both of us are affected by the sobering reminder of time, age, mortality, the slow attrition of people and ships and the decline of the coast. We can't help thinking what Dodge Cove must have been in the 50's when Full Moon was launched: a prosperous, busy, bustling little town with its own school, a thriving community, the bay full of boats and skiffs. Now it's a ghost town. The atmosphere is sombre, moody, reflective (in more senses than one). The proper music for this landscape is a Celtic lament, for Uilleann pipes. |
