
Last night was the first night of my summer holidays. It began will with an outdoor concert in the Iveagh Gardens, where my teenage dream band Pixies were playing a gig. Continue reading A wave of mutilation

Last night was the first night of my summer holidays. It began will with an outdoor concert in the Iveagh Gardens, where my teenage dream band Pixies were playing a gig. Continue reading A wave of mutilation
Today is the 20th anniversary of the release of ‘Wannabe’ by the Spice Girls, and thus began the imperial era of Ginger, Sporty, Baby, Scary and Posh. When they bestrode the world like a tuneless colossus of Girl Power. While I liked them (Ginger in particular – her inarticulacy in no way diminished her fabulosity) I have to admit that I was a bit too old to appreciate them properly. My seven year old sister adored them – running around the house randomly shrieking ‘Girl Power’ like a cackling banshee. Continue reading I’ll tell you what I want, what I really really want
I love Sinead O’Connor because of her beautiful voice and her anger.

Some people regard her in 2016 as a barely more than a 1-hit wonder artist, but that’s overlooking the fact that for almost 30 years she has been releasing interesting, challenging work – from pop and rock all the way through to reggae, gospel, Irish traditional music. Some of this is obscure but you always get the impression that she is sincere in what she is saying (even if her motivations may sometimes be clouded by her demons).
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