The Waterboys: New Melodies For An Old Irish Soul
The seeds for The Waterboys’ latest album An Appointment with Mr Yeats were planted long ago. The band’s frontman Mike Scott was only 11 the first time he visited the grave of Nobel Prize-winning Irish poet William Butler Yeats. His mother was a literature professor, and Yeats was among her specialties. Scott’s father had just left the family, so he accompanied his mother from his home in Edinburgh, Scotland, to the Yeats Society Summer School in the town of Sligo, Ireland.
It would be a few more years, though, before Scott personally connected with the poetry of Yeats, pulling a collection with “News For the Delphic Oracle” off his mother’s bookshelves. “I didn’t understand it but I loved it,” he says. “And later, I bought a book of his poems for myself when I was touring in Ireland in the 1980s. I’ve got to say, my mother was great. She introduced me to Yeats but never forced fed him to me so she didn’t put me off him.”
In 1988, for the band’s seminal album Fisherman’s Blues, Scott, who had just moved to Ireland, took a Yeats poem and set it to music. “Shortly after I did that I began noticing that a lot of people were doing that type of music as well. Van Morrison had done one and some lesser-known people as well. And I began to think wouldn’t it be great to do a compilation album of them, but I didn’t have the wherewithal to organize that by myself.”
Scott has put other poets to music over the years, including Robert Burns and George MacDonald, but it was Yeats that kept tugging at his mind over the years. “A lot of his poems rhymed and scanned very sweetly,” he says. “I would look at them on the page of the poetry book and they just kind of winked at me like they were song lyrics looking for a tune. And I’m also very sympathetic to Yeats’ choice of subject and also the way he uses language. I love the way his lyrics flow off the tongue. And even though they can be very deliberated over—as if he’s being careful at the place of ever corner—the words still flow lightly, very light and gracious. ‘Elegant,’ in fact, is a word I’ll use about Yeats’ lyrics.”