Last year I wrote and recorded the original music for Williams Coles’s independent film ‘Rebel Rossa’, which concerns the life of Williams’s great-grandfather, Jeremiah O’Donovan Rossa. Continue reading
Last October, we finally cleared our schedules and went back to Seagrass Studio, with charts for each of the 14 songs. A few of the songs still needed vocals and backing vocals . .
Left to Right – Kieran Mulroney, me, Brad Wood.
We put together a list of the overdubs we had to do to finish the record - and then took no calls, made no calls, rescheduled all dental, mental, governmental, accidental, parental, sentimental and transcontinental appointments. Continue reading
Kieran, Dermot and I recorded an EP which was never released. The Cranky George Trio played shows in Los Angeles, The Double Door in Chicago and the Mercury Lounge in New York City. Once Brad Wood had joined, to play bass and the hatbox bass drum, the ‘trio’ bit didn’t make any sense, so we cut it off, and called ourselves Cranky George. Continue reading
Saturday, August 13, 2016
I’ve been playing out, irregularly, for a couple of years, mostly at Molly Malone’s in Los Angeles – because Molly Malone’s (birthplace of Flogging Molly, and where they played what seems to have been a years-long Monday night residency – hence the band’s name – in the early 90s) seems to breed that kind of loyalty. Continue reading
The San Gorgonio Pass marks the beginning of Coachella Valley. The San Bernardino Mountains to the north of Interstate 10 are draped into stream canyons. To the south, the San Jacinto range, luminescent with schist, looks like mounds of fire ash. Continue reading
I’ve never come across such a deserted place as Bridgend on the Diamond Jubilee bank holiday Tuesday. Continue reading