Here it is: the song behind our first music video! This film has been a project of great passion and collaboration. Lou's brother, Ray Baldino, a master photographer/videographer, was the first point of inspiration when he suggested he would love to do a film project with BBC. The recording process of the "Stor Mo Chroi" (store-mo-CREE) song was already in the works, so it was a natural to back the movie.
Jim Salamone, of Cambridge Sound Studios, mixed and mastered the "Stor Mo Chroi" recording and immediately invited us to use the Newtown recording studio as a backdrop for the modern scenes. In February, Cheryl began gathering costumes and researching film locations.
A friend of the band suggested Cuttalossa Farm in Lumberville as an ideal location for the outdoor shots. Cuttalossa is the former home of the Pennsylvania impressionist painter, Daniel Garber. The present owners have spent 35 years cultivating the property into a living masterpiece. It's setting has a magical, verdant quality that evokes old Ireland. They were gracious and welcomed the film idea, so the April 15th date was set - no raindate! Fortunately, the weather cooperated fully, with just a few drops of rain to set the scene.
Other film locations included the Newtown historic district and the old Rushland train station.
The story is a fairy-tale fantasy of young love, set in both present and past. A mid-June 2012 release date is set for the film.
Guest Musicians on "Stor Mo Chroi":
Flute: Augie Fairchild
Bodhran: Nate Godshall
Stor Mo Chroi (store-mo-CREE)
A stor mo chroi when you're far away
Far from the land you’ll be leavin’
It's many a time by night and by day
That your heart will sorely be grievin’
For the stranger's land may be bright and fair
And rich in its treasures golden
But you'll pine I know for the long ago
And the love that is never olden
A stor mo chroi in the stranger's land
There is plenty of wealth and wailin’
Where gems adorn the rich and the grand
There are faces of hunger palin’
For the road is weary and hard to tread
And the lights of the cities will blind you
Won’t you turn a stor to Erin's shore
And the one that you’re leavin' behind you
A stor mo chroi when the evening’s mist
Over mountain and meadow is fallin’
Oh turn, a stor, from the throng and mist
And maybe you’ll hear me callin’
For the sound of a voice that is surely missed
For somebody’s quick returnin’
A run a run won't you come back soon
To the one who will always love you