Made by my head
Music, Ireland. Grey, name. My name. A step ladder. This house was built in a bog. Music is the window. I fell off a step ladder.

Thursday, June 23, 2005


Music. Band. Knees.

Good afternoon. Hip replacement, shoes. It's a choice between one or the other. I've forgotten what the first one is.

Looking for my shoes and I feel at last I'm feet and my feet are me. I don't want to be my feet anymore. I want to be my neck, but my neck is on the clothesline and my elbow is in the washing machine, and that's good because I don't want to be my elbow.

Band: The Jubilee Allstars.
Album: The Struggle Continues.

46% of all Irish bands split up and then release an album. 53% release an album and get dropped within minutes. The other 1% sell their knees to men who race squirrels around swimming pools. The Jubilee Allstars are part of the first group.

More info on The Jubilee Allstars and some mp3s:

Monday, June 13, 2005


Music. Architecture.

Yesterday was a great day, even though I forgot how to walk, but that's just because it was such a great day.

I was asked to write an article about music and architecture. I wrote an article about my carpet instead and I told them a crow made me do it.

The Arctic ocean is my shoe, and so is everything else in the world apart from my shoe.

Thursday, June 02, 2005


Music. Voices.

My interview with a seagull.
Seagull: No one really expected me to win Wimbledon. I didn't really expect to win myself.

Sorry, that's my interview with a tennis player. I don't know who it was - I thought it was a seagull.

Who did this, why don't I, Hoodini, where am I? I fell out of a car, I'm Hoodini. Hooray! Boo, I'm not Hoodini. I'm (scratch scratch, boom boom) where am I?

You might wonder why I'm interviewing tennis players when I'm supposed to be writing about music, but I did think it was a seagull.

Music. Man. Iarla o Lionaird.
Lyrics in Irish, probably not about an otter pretending to be impressed by a fridge, but with a voice like that he could sing about a robin falling off a van and get away with it.

Other Man: Emmett Tinley.
Album: Attic Faith.
He could also sing about a robin falling off a van, but he doesn't.

More on Iarla o Lionaird:

Emmet Tinley:

He shoots, he scores, he glues himself to a lilac tree. Let's kick him.

A walk in the rain - Poetry. Ireland. Reading the news with no trousers.
Very Slight Stories - Very short stories.
Henry Seaward-Shannon - Slightly longer short-stories.

More blogs about music.


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