Cornelscourt Parish Hall

Cornelscourt Parish Hall
The Location of Foxrock Folk Club

THE FOXROCK FOLK CLUB

As Luke Kelly remarked when he played the club in December 1972, a folk club in the suburb of Foxrock was a somewhat unlikely combination. Probably even more unlikely was the fact it was organised and run by teenagers and managed to attract to Foxrock some of the biggest names on the Irish music scene (see Folk Club History & "Local and Visiting Artists").

The aim of the Foxrock Folk Club Project is to (1) research the history of the club (2) develop a club archive and (3) create a space in which people who played at the club or attended some of the sessions can share their memories of what was an unique musical and cultural experience.

Contact: jeremy.kearney40@gmail.com


Monday, 20 April 2009

The Parish Hall, Cornelscourt



This is the Parish Hall in Cornelscourt in it's original state, the venue of the Folk Club. Most of the windows have been blasted out by the Horslips gig shortly before the photo was taken....






This is the Parish Hall more recently...a venue for world cuisine, if not world music..








(Many thanks to Liam Clare of the Foxrock Local History Club for the permission to use the photographs).

3 comments:

  1. Great photos! Brings back lovely memories.
    Isn't it amazing that we were all able to fit in such a small place? And memories of Rick Cullen and Pete Sheehan on top of the lintel over the door while doing the lighting and sound are vivid.
    Crowded, audience sitting on the window sills, all with such a wonderful expectations of what the evening was to bring.

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  2. Luke played a gig 150 yards from my house in South Park, I was a bit underage,9, but I would have loved to have seen the man whose voice made audience silence de rigeur. Never heard of this place until tonight listening to the Foxrock Folk club on RTE1.If we had the windows open that night and Luke had too, then my life would, maybe, have been different.

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  3. Luke Kelly played here
    There was no beer but
    The Magic Carpet
    flew in supplies
    To whet appetites
    to dry, crying eyes.

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