The Pipes Of Uilleann by Chris Birkett

Описание: I first heard the Uilleann Pipes in the early 1990s, when I was producing Sinead O’Connor’s “My Special Child”, the single released following the success of “Nothing Compares 2 U.”

The beauty of the instrument and its magical sound has stayed with me all these years and inspired me to write this song as a tribute to the Pipes and the emotions it brings to me.

I want to thank Steafan Hannigan who plays the Pipes, Flute and Bodrun, and Lisa Hartt and Brian Morgan who performed the song with me for the first time on March 14, 2026 live at Sauce on the Danforth.

Today, I’m releasing the performance video, shot and edited by Joan Prowse for St. Patrick’s Day.

Stay tuned for the official video later this year.

Photo Credits: Joan Prowse and Chris Birkett
(taken on our honeymoon in Ireland in 2013)
Music and Lyrics written by Chris Birkett
Video by Joan Prowse
© 2026 2 Mounties Media

The Pipes of Uilleann

In the beginning was the vibration
Calling to order the dark into the light
Inspired evolution, a long time in the making
All this has happened a long time ago

These are the moments that fill me with hope
All this and just for being human
Calling to my heart and feeding my soul
when I listen to the pipes of Uilleann

The making of forests, the making of mountains
The movement of water from the sky to the sea
Nothing’s repeated, all individual
Geometric precision in each flake of snow

These are the memories that fill me with hope
All this and just for being human
Calling to my heart and feeding my soul
when I listen to the pipes of Uilleann

It’s hauntingly beautiful, sweeps away sorrow
The past is the future and changes tomorrow
Forget inperfection, for what it is worth
For the Piper will lead us to heaven from earth

These are the memories that fill me with hope
All this and just for being human
Calling to my heart and feeding my soul
when I listen to the pipes of Uilleann

The language of melody talks to the soul
In a way that words never can
A mystic vibration in every note
Teaching me just who I am

These are the memories that fill me with hope
All this and just for being human
Calling to my heart and feeding my soul
when I listen to the pipes of Uilleann

These are the memories that fill me with hope
All this and just for being human
Calling to my heart and feeding my soul
when I listen to the pipes of Eileen