This is also Irish Music...Believe it or Not

On Saturday 28th May 2011 I was at the Pigstock Fest in Killinchy, Ireland. While checking out the best this festival had to offer I decided to head to the Main Stage to check out The Burnt Reynolds but there was a problem. Everyone seemed to have disappeared. The band put a call out for everyone to move forward. After a few minutes of little to no movement they declared that the song was for the two randomers sitting in the grass.

Where was everyone? After about ten minutes of wondering I came across the Engine Room where a huge crowd had gathered. I was intrigued so I stood and waited with the rest until a band appeared.

Now, before I comment further this is how these boys came out to the gathered fans:

More Than Meets The Eye

As I child of the 80’s I am baffled by the current trend of reworking classic TV shows for a new generation. So many shows are being made into feature length, usually animated, movies which generally fail to capture the magic that captivated us as kids. This leads me to question whether or not kids TV of old have actually stood the test of time and can hold the attention of today’s youth. Kids so desensitised to sex and violence may not be as enthralled by the shows that kept me glued to the TV when I was a child.

Although, after mulling it over, it seems that if we look a little deeper and explore the hidden depths of certain TV gems we may just find out that when it comes to 80’s kids TV there certainly was ‘more than meets the eye’.

One Foot in the Rave

Getting older is a horrible experience. As I hurtle towards the big 3-0 I find myself spending more and more time thinking about how I got to where I am. It is that time in life when you start to realise you are an adult no matter how hard to fight it. After much soul searching I ended up with one unanswered question. When do you finally think ‘Fuck it’ and give in to Adulthood?
Most of us spent our twenties still doing the same old shit we did when we were teenagers. Out on the town, on the pull, trying to impress the wee dolls. Then every one of us gets to the immortal juncture in life that begins with the phrase ‘It’s very young in here’. Suddenly your favourite haunt seems to be letting an awful lot of kids in. Of course this is a conspiracy perpetrated by paedophile bouncers to get at some young ‘uns. Nope, you’re just getting older.

Wednesday 15 June 2011 0 comments

How to Speak Irish (North)

Teach yourself to speak like a native of the North of Ireland. Beware, some choice language ahead.

It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World

This world is a wonderfully crazy place. When we look around at those exalted few who are meant to lead their subjects politically, morally, religiously and socially it is almost the height of humour. At least it would be if some of these knob heads didn’t have their finger on a big red button that could potentially end it all. Let’s take a look at a few of these characters.

Let’s start with the obvious –

An Irishman's Guide to Starbucks

On Saturday I did something I have never done before, I entered the Lion’s den. A place I have avoided for years even as every available empty store was filled with something that would send a shiver down my spine. That evil thing that is spreading around Ireland like AIDS in the 1980’s is Starbucks.

Irish Bank Robbery

Don't mess with the Irish lol!

A Typical Angry Irishman

This really is your typical angry Irishman. It just makes me laugh everytime I watch it.

Sunday 12 June 2011 0 comments

Captain Planet in Belfast

As a follow up to my previous article on Spider-man in Belfast I have decided, due to popular demand, to post Captain Planet's adventures in Belfast also. Aren't we a popular city, eh?



Awesome accents as usual.

Spider-Man Takes on the IRA

I have never really been a comic person. As I kid I read Buster and the Beano. When a little older I tried X-Men and if I'm honest found it hard going. I got into Marvel in the late 80s through the now legendary cartoons. It started with Spider-man and his Amazing Friends. You know the one where Spider-man, Firestar and Ice-man lived together in an apartment that turned into some sort of command centre. I loved that, when all the furniture changed into all those 80s style computers when the big fire monster attacked the city. Also, Firestar was Hot (pardon the pun).

Real Irish Music


Irish Film company Redcap Productions specialise in music videos for Irish bands and have produced this mind blowing video from Pigstock 2011. An awesome compilation of clips from the best in local music, such as ASIWYFA, Mojo Fury, Farriers, The Bonnevilles, Gacy’s Threads, Kasper Rosa and many more rocking the various Pigstock stages set to 'Easy Meat' by LaFaro. If you are part of a local band who are looking a music video, these are the guys to call. Contact details below.

A Typical Irish Music Festival


Once again Festival season is upon us and the Irish circuit is getting better. This weekend it was the turn of Killinchy, Co. Down which was hosting it's relatively new Pigstock Festival. It is a Festival still in it's infancy but to attend you would never know. A fantastic line up of the best in local music, Pigstock does a wonderful job giving the chance for unsigned acts to play to the people.

An Irishman's Guide to the Rapture

So, here we are at the end of all things. The world is going to end tomorrow...apparently. That is, according to Christian Radio Broadcaster Harold Camping who has got his wee calculator and his bible out, done some Stephen Hawing style maths and discovered that the day of the rapture is 21/05/2011.

I hand you over to www.lifeslittlemysteries.com to explain the unexplainable:

An Irishman in Amsterdam

As we walked along the cobbled street, admiring the stunning architecture of such a beautiful city, my eyes couldn’t help but wander. The paradoxical clash of worlds so far apart is an intense experience to say the least. Every building stunningly designed and crafted so many years ago, the character of the tiny cobbled streets, the unique smell that hangs on the corner of any quintessential European City and of course the fat Asian prostitute staring back at me.