Amble - The Rarest Hour (Official Video)

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Listen to Amble's song "The Rarest Hour": https://amble.lnk.to/TheRarestHour Director’s Quote: When my neighbour Oisín from Amble contacted me about this beautiful track written about our hometown I felt an instant sense of excitement, duty and responsibility. This film for “The Rarest Hour” is a deeply personal tribute to the town of Enniscrone in the west of Ireland, created from decades-old footage captured by my late father, Tommy Battle who passed away suddenly in October. Filmed throughout the 1980s and early 1990s, the video unfolds, revealing the rhythms of small-town life and the quiet beauty of a community moving at its own pace. I wanted each frame to carry the warmth, texture, and innocence of an era now past, one preserved through the lens of a man who saw value in documenting the everyday. More than a nostalgic look back, I wanted the film to honour the generational threads that shape identity, memory, and belonging. Children playing in the streets, neighbours gathering, familiar faces at local events—all come together to form a moving reminder of how deeply people were once woven into one another’s lives. “The Rarest Hour” arrives at a time when many feel the loss of that collective closeness. By sharing these intimate home-movie moments, we invite viewers not only to remember what once was, but to reflect on what remains worth preserving. The Rarest Hour stands as a celebration of community, a tribute to a quiet legacy, and a call to recognise the enduring value of the places and people who shape us. Credits: Director / Producer: Steve Battle @stevebattle Director of Photography: Tommy Battle Editor: Annie Walsh @anniewalshfilm Production Company: Coast @_coaststudio_ Amble are • Robbie Cunningham Ross McNerney Oisin McCaffrey Follow Amble Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/ambleofficial X: https://x.com/ambleofficial_ TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@ambleofficial Join Amble's mailing list: https://amble.lnk.to/signup Lyrics: On a worn path Marred by squalor Shared a long laugh By the water Through the marram grass Sounds of Summer I watched The Sun fall to the Sea And those I grew up with All around me The names I remember Etched in sand And the tide tumblin’ over To greet them Call it Summer Call it Winter In my hands On a spurred thought In The Rarest Hour I gazed upon The old bell tower My mind adrift The clouds in shower I sat beneath The cross and watched the dawn And those I grew up with All around me The names I remember Etched in sand And the tide tumblin’ over To greet them Call it Summer Call it Winter In my hands Took a stroll down To the rock beach Left the storm raging on In my wake How the cold gale threw me Into slumber My mind drifting lowly On the wavesAnd those I grew up with All around me The names I remember Etched in sand And the tide tumblin’ over To greet them Call it Summer Call it Winter In my hands Call it Summer Call it Winter In my hands #Amble #TheRarestHour