by Peddyr Cubberley

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"Jeelym" (Díolaim / Dìoghlam), is Manx Gaelic for a 'collection', a 'gleaning', a 'compilation'. This EP is a compilation of recordings featuring Peddyr Cubberley that spans more than 30 years, 1986 ~ 2017, that are brought together in the one place.

Track List

1. Ny Kirree Fo Niaghtey (Manx trad, arranged Cubberley & Royle 2017)
2. Ashling Vreizh / Turrys Vritaanagh (Cubberley 1986)
3. Kinnoull (Cubberley 1997)
4. Arrane Ny Guilley Hesheree (Manx trad, arranged Cubberley 1997)
5. Arrane Voirrey (Cubberley 1986)
6. In The Bleak Midwinter (Traditional Christmas Carol, arranged Cubberley & Royle 2016)


released February 5, 2017

Peddyr Cubberley ~ Flute / Low & Tin Whistles / Samples

Mera Royle ~ Harp (Tracks 1 & 6)

Charles Guard ~ Keyboards (Track 3)

Sue Jaques ~ Guitar (Track 5)



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Peddyr Cubberley Isle of Man

Peddyr Cubberley, well known on the Manx traditional music scene, has been active since the Manx revival of the 1970s. He is a founding member of Mactullagh Vannin.

A prolific exponent of the wooden flute, low & tin whistles, Peddyr is also known for his
compositions of contemporary Manx music in a traditional style.
"Cubberley has emerged as one of the most important composers in the Manx idiom"
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Track Name: Ny Kirree Fo Niaghtey
Track Name: In The Bleak Midwinter
1. In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan,
earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;
snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,
in the bleak midwinter, long ago.

2. Our God, heaven cannot hold him, nor earth sustain;
heaven and earth shall flee away when he comes to reign.
In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed
the Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ.

3. Angels and archangels may have gathered there,
cherubim and seraphim thronged the air;
but his mother only, in her maiden bliss,
worshiped the beloved with a kiss.

4. What can I give him, poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb;
if I were a Wise Man, I would do my part;
yet what I can I give him: give my heart.