Robert Palomo – Sea Shanties and Songs

I know, I know. I don't blog nearly as much as the pundits of promotion say I should. But if ever there was a time for a post, this is one.

On June 15, 1996, an Aeroflot flight departed from Chicago’s O’Hare International Airport, bound for Shannon, Ireland. Aboard it were myself, my wife, and my two step-daughters, then ages 12 and 8. On the morning of June 16, we caught…

PIRATE: any plunderer, predator, etc. 

People generally think that the "Golden Age of Piracy" was centuries in the past. True, there was one back then. However, if you think about it, we're seeing another one right now. But today's pirates have wised up quite a lot. Not for them any cramped, smelly, leaky wooden sailing ships, at the mercy of winds and waves, as like as not to be scuttled to Davy Jones in the next big blow. Not for them the insecurity that outraged Authority is chafing to hang them high if they're ever recognized ashore. 

I am not overly excited to announce the debut of my new sea shanty group "The Stormy Dan'ls". Almost as improbable as integrity and erudition in politics, all the guys in the group are named Dan'l. They're pretty much scum…

HostBaby hosting customers whose website was migrated from HostBaby to #Bandzoogle: if you had a blog on HostBaby, the migration probably trashed all your blog URLs (at least it did mine).

The underscore characters in the HostBaby URLs all got…

I'm not known for my renditions of traditional sea shanties and songs. In fact, some may doubt that I even know any. Some time ago I laid down some tracks for the classic traditional shanty Bound for the Rio Grande…

You may or may not remember from high school physics class that water is an amazing conductor of sound. So good, in fact, that sounds which are quite ordinary and unobtrusive on land can be highly disturbing, if not…

I've been invited to perform at the Teign Shanty Festival in the UK in late September. I'm hosting a series of mini-concerts on Facebook Live, to get myself out of studio mode and into live mode.

Sessions will be short…

Legend tells us that it was Saint Patrick who drove the snakes from the Emerald Isle. Pundits have pontificated that snakes in the St. Paddy legend represent Evil. Fine and dandy - let's go with that. Now let's talk…

'Tis the Season. By mid-December every year (if not sooner) you're no doubt thoroughly sick of hearing the same old same old Christmas songs incessantly flung at your head everywhere you go. Here's salty relief from all that insipid holiday…