Gilno Carswell: Whistle

  Yes, that's my real name, No, it's not my nickname, yes, really, no I'm not joking, yes, and it is unusual. There we go, the usual formalities of introduction over and done with. Gilno is actually a Manx Gallic name which means "he who plays the whistle in King Chiaullee", honest!
The only other Gilno's I've ever been able to find were a Spanish guy and an American religious nutjob godbotherer "guru" off the Net. Impressed, I was not.

Originally (back in '93) I was to play a school assembly on my own armed with little more than a penny whistle. No way Jose, said I. So David and Adam were roped in to play as well, et voila, we have the first unconfirmed sighting of KC.

I've written Fett, Breton Thang, bits of Wyrdskii, Sack dy check, Greymalkin and some others you wont have heard. Fett was our first tune to use drumkit, keyboard etc and was the biginning of the ill-fated electric version of King Chiaullee. Breton Thang remains the easiest tune to learn and play in the world, step one - play the basic tune (and they don't get much more basic), Step two - improvise as much as you can. Sack dy chech was the first tune i ever wrote and can be found on the Charles Guard Lighthouse tape. How apt. Greymalkin is no longer played as we cannibalised the B tune for other use in Hatt set. I also helped write the classic songs "People go in Space", "Don't stick your head in the fire, NO!" and "Old woman frock song". I do plan on writing more one day, but really can't be arsed at the moment.

Originally I played the small whistles but gave them up for the larger whistle as the little whistles can be really shrill, arrrgh! I can actually play the clarinet, but it has been some years now and is probably best left well alone. My crowning musical achievement is my much treasured Grade 3 Recorder exam.

My brother Eben did the cover artwork of our Baase Cooil Stroo album. It was a detailed section of one of his etchings called Lhoob. We think it looks great and more importantly it cames at "family rates".
My dad, Bob, does a Manx radio show called (Clare na gail)? and plays in the calor gas ceilidh band. My mum, AKA Pegs, teaches Manx to countless numbers of the great unwashed around Island schools. My other Brother Conal has been travelling around New Zealand and Australia for over a year. Clever one, that lad. He'll go far. Except......he doesn't realise that THERE IS NO ESCAPE FROM THE ISLE OF MAN! He's merely delaying the inevitable.