'An infrequent conversation between fans of music, some of it long-lost’
In this new piece, Colm responds to Ken Sweeney’s piece about Trashcan Sinatras. The two pieces were deliberately written as companions and are best read one after the other. Starting with Ken’s. I’ve spent an awfully long time trying to make Trashcan Sinatras a better known band than they are, and to little effect. From... Continue Reading →
In their pomp – and they did have a regal period physically draped in ermine – The Sultans of Ping released three albums using three different versions of their handle. That aside, they’ve never had issues with the question of identity: they’ve long known what they are and, maybe more importantly, what they are not.... Continue Reading →
Thirty years ago, tonight, long after the watershed, I was in a suite in the old Jury’s Hotel on Cork’s Western Road with a handful of colleagues from work. We’d been out that evening to mark the broadcast of the fruits of our recent labours, a music television clip show that was about to set... Continue Reading →
Joe Healy and Ciarán Ó Tuama are important documentarians who have now become regular go-tos for anoraks, buffs and collectors. In dipping into the collection of stills and Super 8 videos they took around the streets of Cork city from the late 1970s onwards, and publishing digitized versions of that work on-line, they’re doing God’s own work for those of us who grew up during the decades when successive governments often forget that we existed. Their photos and film clips, many of which capture the heart or cardo of the city, are increasingly valuable resources to social historians and their work.
Anyone who claims to have come of age in Cork during the 1980s and 1990s will have at least one story about Kenny Lee, the businessman, promoter and impresario whose death at the age of 84 was announced earlier this week.
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