Connemarathon 2007
Posted: May 17th, 2010 | Author: admin | Filed under: Uncategorized | No Comments »
Training in Connemara. Connemara is how I imagine heaven. All weird rock formations set in a Gaelteacht area. Is breĆ” liom bheith ann.

Training in Connemara. Connemara is how I imagine heaven. All weird rock formations set in a Gaelteacht area. Is breĆ” liom bheith ann.

I haven't bloged in awhile mainly because of the move to Schull where upload speeds weren't great and I didn't have a computer and my camera was in Dublin. Found this one from February, when I was in the middle of an identical crisis.

Sometimes you're walking along suddenly there's a young fella on stilts dressed as a wave wondering why he got roped in for this. Nobody knows.

Mise sa suiochain te i Raidio na Life is me ag deanamh an clar spesialta oiche na Nollag. Cul agus an slua.

In the process of losing my mind at Kode9 gig the other week. I was looking for a shifty lookin' langer who nicked my Beamo. Couldn't find him anywhere.

One of my heroes in electronic music is this lad: Ceephax Acid Crew. A one man acid house, jungle, rave maker. If I had half them keyboards I'd make some unbelievable noise. I'd leave them all on and leave the gaff.

Never been a big reader but the odd time (like in this snap) I'd read the classics like Watership Down or No Logo.

TV's Brak somehow appeared on the wall of my room. There was a nail first of all. I hung 1/2 marathon medals (everyone got one), an African thumb piano and a blue mask. That's how it happened, when I put the mask on. It never fails to freak me out.

Moleskine: "The legendary notebook of Hemmingway, Picasso, Chatwin(?), and XL." Mainly phone nos so far, working on thought(s).

Never took a potery class in me life but I bet one or two of ye can recognise this little fella. Hint: in real life his hair is darker, he now has a beard and is about a year older than at the time of the sitting...