Sick-boy
I’m not feeling well. I woke up yesterday, feeling as if someone had fitted a nice pastry crust to my eyelids and baked them at gas mark 5 for an hour. Had to scrape off a string of yellow gunk before I could see enough to notice that my eyes were all swollen and [...]
If you see a sheep, you’ve gone to far
Irish directions contain no absolutes. They are generally vague, ambiguous and completely relative to the point of view of the person giving them. I suspect it’s a hangover from a time when we didn’t need to go more than a mile or two from our homes to conduct any business that we may [...]
Job done
Well, I’m back from a few days helping some friends record their new album. Excellent progress made – 10 songs tracked and a couple of jams recorded too. Drums, guitar and bass all recorded. Good work. Long days and very long nights. Pretty grueling sessions. Lots and lots of [...]
Let’s rock
Well, for the next few days, I’m off down the country. My interesting life means that I’ll be helping some friends record an album. Rather than a proper Led Zeppelin style, tiny picturesque cottage in Snowdonia or huge, fuck-off, tumbledown mansion however, I’ll be heading to wonderful, sunny Roscommon and a crappy, rented [...]
Gerry Hayes
I mostly sit around all day and drink tea. Occasionally, I write stuff and send it to strangers so they can humiliate me and debase my efforts. Other than the self-harm to dull the shame of failure, it's not a bad life. Like I say, there's tea.
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