Cover

pdf iconDownload PDF
 

Title Page, Copyright, Dedication

pdf iconDownload PDF

pp. i-vi

Contents

pdf iconDownload PDF

pp. vii-viii

read more

Preface

pdf iconDownload PDF

pp. ix-xiv

Jean Redpath was a shy Fife lass who became an iconic folk singer— although, as was once said of her, “to describe Jean Redpath a folk singer is akin to describing Michelangelo as an interior decorator.”
This comment is scarcely an exaggeration. Jean sang—and sang...

read more

1. Family and Childhood Years

pdf iconDownload PDF

pp. 1-17

I am often asked, why I was born in Edinburgh when my family lived in Leven in Fife.
It is almost as if by being born elsewhere, I was letting down the side. Brief pause for commercial: Fife is the only county in Scotland that was once an independent kingdom and we are never likely to let you forget...

read more

2. Flying the Family Flag at University

pdf iconDownload PDF

pp. 18-33

Life at the University of Edinburgh started in 1956 in a small L-shaped room that I had to myself in Playfair Hall at Newington. Back then, all new students had to live in the university’s halls of residence for their first two years, and our hall was one of five big Victorian buildings around...

read more

3. Flowers and First Steps

pdf iconDownload PDF

pp. 34-49

Wakening in California felt as if I had died and gone to Heaven. After being cooped up for endless hours in a cramped and dismal metal bubble during two long-haul flights from Prestwick, then being driven in pitchblack darkness to Woodside by Marilyn and Neil, I opened my eyes to a...

read more

4. A Fun Way of Living

pdf iconDownload PDF

pp. 50-68

The feeling of euphoria never really left me over these early days—why should it, when I seemed to have struck gold within a couple of weeks of hitting New York City?—but gradually an element of realism began to creep in. My big money deal at Gerde’s Folk City was six weeks in the...

read more

5. Living on the Road

pdf iconDownload PDF

pp. 69-90

The flurry of invitations which followed the Berkeley Folk Festival kept me busier than usual for the next few months. I found myself on the road almost constantly, singing in coffeehouses and folk clubs across America. However, this activity didn’t bring in much extra money; I was still on...

read more

6. Moving into New Ventures

pdf iconDownload PDF

pp. 91-112

Gospel music had taken me over, from my baptism by total immersion at the Apollo Theater back in Harlem in the early 1960s. It broke forever the constrictions of my Scottish upbringing—blasted them away.
I had been brought up to perform—and listen—to singing with intense...

read more

7. My Trusty Friels

pdf iconDownload PDF

pp. 113-131

For many years,* living on the road had become my way of life. An itinerant musician sets down no real roots, unless they grow in friendships. When I think back, it is the people I met along the road, rather than places and events, that I remember most clearly.
One of the things I quickly learned...

read more

8. Wherever I May Roam

pdf iconDownload PDF

pp. 132-152

I have been blessed with a natural singing voice and learned how to use it better as the years passed. However, there was a point, as I was approaching my forties, when I nearly lost it altogether. I came from a generation when everyone smoked, and it was good social manners to offer other...

read more

9. Honors? Have They Got the Right Person?

pdf iconDownload PDF

pp. 153-168

Being invited to meet the Queen generally costs you money, because turning up in jeans and trainers isn’t normally an option. The first time my bank account was depleted, it would be unfair to hold HM directly responsible. I had been touring in England, which was hard work, frequently...

read more

10. What Do You Mean “We Have a Problem”?

pdf iconDownload PDF

pp. 169-180

We all feel immortal and think that life will go on as it always has up to now, until one day we discover this isn’t necessarily true. So I wasn’t the first, and won’t be the last, to be given a reality check—whether I wanted one, or not.
Retirement wasn’t something I ever really considered. People...

read more

11. So Where Did My Journey Take Me?

pdf iconDownload PDF

pp. 181-190

People often ask me, how many songs I know. My usual answer is “About a thousand,” which seems a nice round figure. However, it is such a BIG round figure that people tend to reply, “Aye, right,” which is polite Scottish for “You must be joking.” Not really—the number could be even higher...

read more

Postscript

pdf iconDownload PDF

pp. 191-192

Within ten days of speaking these final words—yes, they were hers—Jean Redpath was dead. Her cancer flared up during her return to Fife, forcing her to cut short her visit and return to the clinic in Tucson as an emergency. There they carried out surgery to ease her immediate pain; then...

Glossary

pdf iconDownload PDF

pp. 193-194

read more

Discography

pdf iconDownload PDF

pp. 195-214

This listing was compiled from Jean Redpath’s own records and notes for the most part. It is incomplete and may contain some inconsistencies or inadvertent inaccuracies...

Image Gallery

pdf iconDownload PDF