'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 →
I first met David Donohue, the Carlow-born all-rounder who records and writes infrequently as The Floors, in the early 1990s and, ever since, he’s fitfully turned up in my life and stolen all of the scenes we’ve played together. I last bumped into him maybe ten years ago, days before Christmas, on the footpath outside... Continue Reading →
On Shrove Tuesday night, February 28th, 1995, I fetched up at Dublin’s R.D.S. and, as I wound my way up the long avenue, in past the security hut and around the clusters of other invitees and liggers, my mind was cast back twelve months, back to a time when we were all a... Continue Reading →
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