Loreena McKennitt's "The Mummers' Dance"

I wondered, what is the real value of the 90's-nostalgia radio format adopted by Sacramento's KWOD 106.5 radio, considering that the 1990's wasn't that long ago, and nostalgia radio tends to reduce the usable past into a pureed paste - a simulacrum of the real thing?

Well, maybe songs like this. I had never even heard of Canadian singer Loreena McKennitt's 1997 hit "The Mummer's Dance" until I heard it on the radio the other night.

So, some utility there with the radio format (and beautiful pictures from the YouTube video), and some solace for everyone's inner Celt on a November day:

When in the springtime of the year
When the trees are crowned with leaves
When the ash and oak, and the birch and yew
Are dressed in ribbons fair

When owls call the breathless moon
In the blue veil of the night
The shadows of the trees appear
Amidst the lantern light

We've been rambling all the night
And some time of this day
Now returning back again
We bring a garland gay

Who will go down to those shady groves
And summon the shadows there
And tie a ribbon on those sheltering arms
In the springtime of the year

The songs of birds seem to fill the wood
That when the fiddler plays
All their voices can be heard
Long past their woodland days

And so they linked their hands and danced
Round in circles and in rows
And so the journey of the night descends
When all the shades are gone

"A garland gay we bring you here
And at your door we stand
It is a sprout well budded out
The work of our Lord's hand"