Rosedale. A valley that once reeled under the exploitation of Victorian industry, filled with smoke, the roar of furnaces and the clamour of three thousand workers.
The Yorkshire Klondike, as it was known.
Now, ruins act as monuments to ambition and failure - the extraordinary engineering of the railway, the mines and the kilns never really paid off.
More sheep than people now watch the stones fall and the buildings crumble. Ring ouzels perch where exhausted men once slept, peregrine falcons startle and fly from the inside of cold furnaces, curlews and lapwings compete in spring to create the valley’s soundtrack.
Jessie’s poems spiral out from the real stories of the valley, facts and history combining with her love of folk tales and memories of her childhood playing amongst the ruins.
Here in the very spots that inspired each poem, she interweaves her words with music created in the moment by Adam and Murray.
released July 1, 2022
This is Words of a Fiddler’s Daughter - the words of Jessie Summerhayes
Interaction, in the moment, with the music of Th eCiderhouse Rebellion
Produced, mixed and mastered by Murray Grainger
Recorded live in Rosedale on the North York Moors by Murray Grainger
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