My Piping & Scottish Fiddling Background
William W. Don Carlos started the pipes as a college student at The University of Arizona. He played the violin for many Scottish Country Dance events with the Tucson Chapter of the Royal Scottish Country Dance Society. He competed successfully as a solo piper and began commuting to pipe with Grade III City of Mesa Pipe Band. He also attended piping schools in the USA such as The Balmoral School and The Winter School in the State of Washington.
Mr. Don Carlos lived in Glasgow, Scotland for nearly two years, studying pipes at the College of Piping under Angus MacLellan and Pipe Major Angus MacDonald, ex-Scots Guards, and then in the studio of Duncan Johnstone. In Glasgow, he also studied traditional Scottish fiddling from Douglas Lawrence.
Returning to Tucson he began teaching the pipes as a member of the Seven Pipers Soc. He became Pipe Major of that band in 2005. He has since founded two different pipe bands in Southern Arizona and currently is the Pipe Major and serves as instructor for both of them: Northwest Fire Dept. Pipes & Drums and The Tucson Highlanders.
He has performed at many weddings, parties, funerals and corporate functions over the years. On two different occasions he has led a pipe band in performance onstage with The Chieftains. He has led the pipe band as music director for the grand finale of The All Souls Procession. In 2011, he was inducted into the Tucson Musicians Museum in recognition for teaching and performing as a piper, fiddler and singer in the local community for over 25 years.
I enjoy teaching the pipes and being a living part of this
great music tradition by passing on my enjoyment of it to future
generations. My teachers, such as Duncan Johnstone learned from a long
line of famous pipers. Douglas Lawrence was a student of the legendary
fiddler Hector MacAndrew. We only get to borrow the music and the dance in our own
allotted time -- it is a great joy to share it,
The first Tucson Highland Games, 1987
Above: Pipes & Drums of
the Seven Pipers in
concert 2008, when I was the Pipe Major.
Rehearsing with The Chieftains in Centennial Hall at The University of Arizona.
Performing with The Chieftains.
Induction on September 11, 2011.
December, 2013. Pictured with my students, who comprise a new pipe band in Southern Arizona: the Northwest Fire Department PIpes & Drums. I am proud to be their teacher and the band's Pipe Major as well as the Tucson Highlanders.
I was extremely fortunate to get to study with Duncan Johnstone, who was a giant among pipers, teachers, and composers of pipe music. It was a great loss to the piping world when he passed away suddenly on Saturday, November 13, 1999.
In the picture above, Duncan is standing in his studio in 1991--he called it his "torture chamber," next to a painting inspired by the piobaireachd "Lasan Phadruig Chaogaich" or, A Flame of Wrath for Patrick Caogach, a.k.a. "Squinting Patrick," by Donald Mor Mac Crimmon.
He taught me a great deal about basic technique. From Duncan I continued studies in piobaireachd, or pibroch, the solo, classical music of the bagpipe. He was as great a teacher as he was a composer and performer. Very few can ever claim that.
It is significant that he not only wrote some terrific "light" music: marches, strathespeys, reels, jigs, hornpipes; he also composed in the classical piobaireachd style. These included "My Tribute to Pipe Major Donald MacLeod, M.B.E." and a lament for his son, Alan, who was taken in six short weeks by leukemia as a young man.
His family came from Barra. The Protestant reformations sweeping south through the Hebrides in ages past never made it to Barra. While fiddles were burned along with bagpipes (the black sticks of the devil) in places like Skye, the traditions of piping and clarsach (harp),dance, and other aspects of Gaelic culture lived on a little longer on tiny Barra. They certainly endure in the music written and performed by Duncan Johnstone even though Duncan was not himself a Gaelic speaker.
He told me a story about his uncle, Father John MacMillan of Barra. Duncan wrote a wonderful 2/4 march in his honor. Father John was big, "20 stone," serving as a parish priest. Duncan used to like to go "home" and visit him. At the age of 14 or 15 he was in Barra at his uncle's home and there played a tune for him on the bagpipes.
When finished, Father John only said, "Duncan, are you able to speak Gaelic yet?"
Duncan said "No, Father, but I can understand it."
Father John looked down at his own collie lying by the fire and said:
"My dog can understand Gaelic."
Duncan roared with laughter when he told that story.
To him, the point of bagpiping was not to be a great piper or some kind of authority on the pipes, but instead to play great music on the pipes. That is why he quit competing in 1957, going on to become no longer a reigning champion, but rather a living legend in the piping world.
He was also a good friend to me when I lived in Glasgow. It can be said of few people that they attain to a measure of personhood, humanity that is commensurate to the skills they develop in a vocation. Duncan was not just a master of the great highland bagpipe, he was a great HUMAN BEING with a great, generous heart for people.
When I remember him, I remember his kindness and his laughter. His laughter was contagious, welling up from deep within a great reservoir of life. In the piping world he was styled as the "King of Jigs." How appropriate, because jigs are full of laughing sounds. Did you ever try to laugh in reel time? The greatest accolade I can think to lay at his feet is that he was really truly a musical piper. He said: "You can teach anybody technique and nobody the music of a tune." Technically proficient pipers abound, but true musicians who can express the music? Crowds will gather when even a really crummy piper causes his instrument to skirl; I just keep on walking. It is when I hear really musical piping that I pause and listen because it is a magical moment. If it happens to be a jig then I'll really have to lean back and smile... because I know it isn't just great music, it's the echo of Duncan's laughter.
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William Don Carlos. All rights reserved