I have written here before about many of the gigs I have attended over the past 51 years. Hundreds and hundreds. I don’t even remember them all! Well, there were a few not worth remembering and a few which, er, don’t remember because we might have had a few jars. Or something. Anyway, when it’s … Continue reading I got to a lot of gigs – but here are a few I should have been at, but wasn’t.
Call the demolition crew. Get the ropes and pulleys. Time to pull down Daniel O’Connell’s statue on O’Connell Street and rename the street while we’re at it. It’s an absolute disgrace that the main street of our capital city is named after a man whose infidelities are well documented, who killed a man in a … Continue reading Sorry Daniel. It was nice having you. But unfortunately, your past has caught up with you. And you have to go.
It’s Galway Races week. This year, they’ll be quieter than ever. Oh the days of the famous Fianna Fáil tent are long gone. But there’ll be hardly anyone there because of Covid-19. I was sent there once, to do the diary for the Evening Herald. And I know I’ve told this story before. But it’s … Continue reading It’s Galway Races week – and, for me, that means memories of the great Peter Langan
It took a week. But I finally got a response from whichever department it is in Dublin City Council that’s in charge of blocking parking bays without consultation. You will remember that, a couple of weeks ago, a few Council workmen arrived and blocked off two parking bays in Rathgar village in south Dublin. The … Continue reading DCC backs down as Rathgar parking spaces are liberated! But let’s make sure Bus Connects doesn’t destroy the village now.
I was listening to Sarah McInerney the other morning. She and her guests were talking about the surprise election of Catherine Connolly as Leas Ceann Comhairle. It had been expected that Fine Gael’s Fergus O’Dowd would win comfortably. And if all government TDs, from Fine Gael, Fianna Fáil and the Greens had backed him, he … Continue reading It’s high time someone else determined what TDs and Ministers are paid and what perks they get. How about this committee?
Lockdown. Can’t go to the pub. Can’t go to a gig. Can’t get into a restaurant. So we stay home, open a bottle of wine and watch television. And there’s shag all on. Yes, I know there’s stuff on Netflix and what not. But I’m talking here about the channels I get as part of … Continue reading There’s nothing on telly you say? Well, there’s Friends 16 times in a row for starters. But when I was a boy…
I always yawn when I hear it’s “Awards Season” in the movie industry. I yawn for a number of reasons. Firstly, the speeches. Someone really needs to stop them after say, oh, 15 seconds. They don’t really need to thank the Grip and the Assistant Location manager? Which brings me to this business of forty … Continue reading “I would like to thank my wife and daughter, my brothers and sisters, my colleagues, neighbours, people working in the local shop, bus drivers, doctors, nurses and a guy I once met in a bar a few years ago…” A line from my Oscar speech
I think you know I like music. Can’t wait to get back to live gigs – I have tickets for five! Managed to get two for Declan McKenna in the Olympia next April – and if you don’t know him, he’s well worth looking up. Today, though, I’m talking guitar and guitar solos in hit … Continue reading One of the best guitar solos ever. It’s by the Carpenters. Really. The Carpenters. And I haven’t been drinking and I’m not on drugs.
I’m not sure how many pubs will survive Covid-19. It’s not just the pandemic – it’s the way we’re all being forced to change our habits, our way of living, our way of socialising. I’m not a great man for house parties. I always thought it was better to give it a lash and let … Continue reading Here are 50 Dublin pubs we lost – how many more will close because of the way our lives are changing?
With a bit of luck, I’ll be 67 on August 5. That’s something of a miracle, bearing in mind the various health issues I’ve had. And yes I’m on oxygen 14 hours a day and breathing is difficult and I can’t do lots of things I’d love to do and… …and well, I’m the luckiest … Continue reading Today, I’m asking you to help those who suffer from EB, a terrible, painful, incurable illness which affects so many.