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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.

Saturday, June 24, 2006


Music. Joe Chester.

A feature of today is what tomorrow will bring and will we get stuck in a barrel again. Other features of today include walking down the street, standing by the lake, getting into fights. Cabbages, they're all cabbages. That's how you get into fights. A horse is a horse is a horse, you know. That's how you know what a horse is. I don't know many things that aren't swimming in a goldfish bowl thinking they're Jesus.

Man: Joe Chester.

Album: A Murder of Crows.

He used to play guitar in Tenspeedracer. 'A Murder of Crows' is his first solo album. His new single with Gemma Hayes is called 'A Safe Place To Hide'. It's the perfect background music for walking in the sun, controlling the birds and saying, "That way. That way."


We're all sad in some ways, in one way or another, to a certain extent, with bees and things, so you should never say, "Look at me. I'm big and you're small and your dog is really a calf, and he's bigger than you."

Saturday, June 17, 2006


Music. Star Little Thing.

This is the way we live our lives and try to avoid red things that go 'blip' or bee things that go 'buzz' and we live in trees sometimes.

You just have to enjoy the weather and jump or skip a lot and then you fall down a hole and the army have to do something about you. Some things go like that and some things with spots on them are dogs.

Band: Star Little Thing

They're a Dublin band and they're good. They're very good. 'Lovers of Life' is the perfect background music for your brain.

You can find them on My Space at:

All the things in my beard have finally reached an agreement with each other and I was glad at first, but it's worse than ever when they work together. So I sold my beard to a shepherd, and I'm glad.

Saturday, June 10, 2006


Music. The Ultra Montanes.

We organise our lives and say, "This is where I live and this is where I work and this is where I go to say 'I've never been to me'." And that's where you go to be you, or 'me' in the case or you, and me too. Up a tree somewhere, I don't know. I don't really go anywhere. I just ponder. Although I never use the word 'ponder'. I prefer saying 'panda'.

Band: The Ultra Montanes.

They released a few great singles and an album in the late 90s. Their second album should be released in the Autumn of this year. They've spent the intervening years working on their sound in 'dank windowless rooms in variously dubious parts of central Dublin'. You can download tracks from their most recent EP, 'Dirty Blood Saved Our Town', on their website.


The prison ship lies waiting in the bay. A badger told me. I told him about the panda, I don't know.

Saturday, June 03, 2006


Music. Boss Volenti.

Pele, yeah. No. I don't know.

Feet are good. You talk to your feet and you say, "Listen to me, feet, you and I are going to have a little chat." That sounds serious. I'd run away if I was my feet, and I sort of am, in a way.

Band: Boss Volenti.

They're a young Irish band. If their next single, Ain't No Use, is anything to go by, they could be 'destined for great things', as they say. 'Shetland ponies are blind' is what I normally say.


Summer's here, have a little hop and a skip. I'm wearing a white doctor's coat so I won't look mad when I hop and skip and hold a thoughful turtle. The glasses make him look thoughtful.

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.

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