Monthly Archives: July 2009

perfect teeth and the rise and fall of language…

Wow, I’m just reading about the plans to get rid of the Irish Film board and Culture Ireland. Both of these have kept me alive in bleak times over the last few years and gave me a foothold to create and become self sustaining. Culture Ireland helped me with travel, the Filmboard funded some of…

hell at 20,000 feet…

I’m cruising at 20,000 feet on air canada flight AC 135 and watching ‘shes just not that into you’… Ben Affleck or one of those perfect toothy fuckers has just asked Jennifer Aniston to marry him. The whole plane shuddered with sighs. The woman to the right of me is sobbing. I feel sick. It’s…

the void and how to stab it in the face.

I have been practicing guitar all morning for the show in Canada, I played the same festival with clann zú a hundred years or so ago and I really enjoyed it. The people were fantastic and it was a great mix of rock, folk, first nation, art and interesting projects. This will be my last…

Conversations with ghosts.

Conversations with ghosts leave you husk dry and there’s not a touch of water. they have taken all the moisture in the air with them when they closed the conversation and left the room satisfied. Once they were flesh but now they are electric ons and offs and spits and spats of maybe it never…