In the emerald expanse of Ireland, where mist kisses the earth and whispers of ancient lore dance upon the breeze, there exists a realm where spirits both of liquid and ethereal nature converge: the haunted pubs of Eire. It is within these hallowed halls, steeped…
In the emerald embrace of Muckross, where the shadows weave their ancient dance and the whispers of bygone tales linger on the breeze, there resides a legend as old as the moss-covered stones that line the shores. ‘Tis the tale of Muckie, the enigmatic behemoth…
The new video from Seamus – Arin O’Harry. Seamus
… castle askill, enshrouded by darkness for days now, wept 1000 oceans… da story o’ me journey to da Big App needs a tellin, so dat i may find closure… … dateline 7 april… was surrounded by harem o’ hot Thai models when Bono rung…
… alone in an abandoned dingy on inishkeel… turned out, it tweren’t abandoned, Portnoo beach dweller name o Ailbhe called it home… … gentle wizened soul, let me stay da noight, promised not to eat me… also agreed to run me out to Inishkeel da next day,…
… day two o’me journey to enlightenment… … landed in infamous Coxtown, tole Donal ta find a humble retreat wit dirt floors n stone walls, so he booked us at five star Coxtown Manor… da boys wreaked havoc in manor bar, vowin to live up to…
… da sea giveth, and da sea taketh away… and it leave ya smellin kinda fishy… … St. Pat’s concert atop da Clarence Hotel were monumental craic, a night which will live in nymphony… da Edge sat in on me tune “Aisling Da Body Electric”,…
… home reflectin on lass week’s big amsterdam show wit da concertgebouw orchestra, tree hour version of me new piece “da wreck of kalliopi”… was promised dared be 375 hot asian violinists, turned out dare were 5… … bitch-slapped me manager donal for gittin dat…
… jetlagged in hamsterdam, esconced in hotel grand krapsnapolsky, donal and da boys unconscious on da floor, selena gomez in bed necks to me, met her at da gammy awards lass nigh, hitched a ride wit me… she’s quite a feek, tooks me sad away…