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Less brightly colored but common competetion dress. And a much better shot of their ghillies.
Below is a group of folks in St Brigid's Hall with the Glenside Ceili Band, Tubbercurry, Co Sligo in 1996.
Don't ya think we should all get out and dance more often!!! Although I'm pretty sure the percent of the Irish population that participates in weekly or routine dancing is far less than 100%, I do think it's far more than the same age group of Americans. There is no place for us to dance unless we join a square dance club. So...I was tinkin' to meself....maybe I should start an Irish American club and get some folks out there dancing. Well, we'll see how that goes.
I've taken Irish step dancing classes. Unfortunately, shortly after starting these classes, I developed Bronchitis, which eventually went away, as well as Asthma...which has not. And if you have ever tried Irish step dancing...it's a lot of hopping about, out of breath. So my poor ghillies sit on a shelf, dusty, sad and lonely. But I think I could do set dancing, like in the 1960's video above. I danced quite a bit on this past New Years eve...wished I had brought my inhaler in with me instead of leaving it in the car, but I managed.