DATE FRIDAY 16TH SEPTEMBER 2011
VENUE Teach Na Teamhrach, Trim Rd, Navan, Co. Meath
PRICE €38
DOORS 7pm
WITH: PAUL BRADY & DECLAN O'ROURKE
TICKETS Available from E2 Music, Navan & Mullingar or Online Here
VIDEO
BIOG This tale is just beginning…

The lost brothers are an irish duo hailing from the mountains of omagh and a mining town called navan.

Sitting in a dark, smoke filled pub somewhere in the middle of nowhere I start to learn exactly who the brothers are. Mark Mccausland and Oisin Leech tell me that they aren’t actually brothers at all but from the way they talk about their music and the dreams they both have, they may as well be. Mark grew up in a travelling family band- the moore band, and oisin grew up in the local dance hall. Having no fixed abode, their only home is their next gig.

Perhaps separated at birth musically and with a long musical history behind both of them in the form of The Basement and the 747s, Mark and Oisin become more mesmerising as the minutes go by…

We talk about how they met…with no expectations for what journey they are about to embark on except pure love for the instruments they play, for the songs they write, for the lyrics they sing.

They talk so quietly and politely about how they arrived in this place, like it all happened so organically and naturally – and it really did. Meeting in a pub similar to the one we sit in today, only four years ago where Mark and Oisin reunited. It seems as if they always knew they would end up making music together. It’s the perfect union and yet so beautifully unplanned.

Having never played live as The Lost Brothers until one night in Portland, Oregon. Roaming the streets and handing out hand-made tickets for a show they later put on. This is the way of the brothers – everything happens exactly as they want to and exactly how it should. With such musical integrity and passion in everything they do, it’s clear that all that matters to Mark and Oisin is that they truly enjoy every second of what they are doing.

They tell me about Portland and the attic of producer Mike Coykendall. They tell me about the ghost they met in that very same house, the strange and inspirational atmosphere that they suddenly found themselves in and how their time in Portland was one of the most meaningful and fulfilling experiences they have ever had as musicians. They surrounded themselves with nothing but their dreams… in this quiet space they found themselves feeding this uninhibited musical focus. Starting their days at midday and going on well into the night, the time escaped them. For those three weeks, all time was lost…

As the night gets colder the brothers explain that this really is just the beginning. Their dream was to always create something of beauty, integrity and entirely home made with nothing but their voices and instruments to carry them through.

Returning to their home, the journey starts along its path, with new perspectives and new musical experiences on their minds The Trails Of The Lonely (Parts I and III) was born.

As we go our separate ways into the night I know that this is the start of something truly remarkable, something that will be everlasting. It comes from the heart and it’s a gift that not too many are blessed with. Mark and Oisin’s voices carry a feeling of both strength and vulnerability and it captures the very essence of the human spirit, the reconciliation of attachment and detachment and the strength that’s found through dark days. Perhaps an understanding of feeling something other than what is directly in front of us?

The Lost Brothers remind me of sitting in the middle of nowhere, with a freezing nose, toes and fingers, at 5am and watching the sun come up through the trees. An experience, which leaves an unforgettable mark…

This tale will continue..