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It has been a long-held theory of mine that eventually us men all turn into a cross between Victor Meldrew and Basil Fawlty. Grumpy, set in our ways and reactionary. Unbeknown to ourselves, slowly we become these grumpy old men who desperately want to control a world...
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I completed my Leaving Certificate (See Footnote) at Oatlands CBS, Stillorgan, Dublin in 1977, yikes, 1977!! A lifetime ago. At the time I was not very good at, or interested in, most of the subjects, but I loved English, in part due to my teacher Mr. Gorman, who...
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I was 13 in 1973 and, like most people at that age, I had just really discovered pop music. I watched Top of The Pops religiously and was treated to a world of glam and glitter. I wasn’t cool enough, or old enough, to understand Pink Floyd or Jimmy Hendrix, I just...
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So, before I get into any specific piece of work, let’s kick off with music in general which, like all the arts, has no practical purpose. We do not use music for mating purposes, (well rarely, if you discount the belting out of Mustang Sally after 8 pints of...
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I love the creative arts. Ever since I can remember I have been drawn to creativity and inspired by those who can make wonderful things. I love discussing creative ideas, I love a good argument about an artist or the impact of a musician. I love the passion that the...
