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A short discussion
So there I was, stood at the corner of Bachelor’s Walk and Liffey Street, across from the Woollen Mills, looking to make my way onto Ormond Quay, en route to The Great Institution of Chatham Street. There was a car stopped in front of me, waiting it’s turn to take a left onto the quays.…
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A taste of Dublin
So there I was, doing my thing in The Great Institution of Chatham Street when I found myself presented with a couple of free paases to the Taste of Dublin food festival in the Iveagh Gardens. What choice did I have but to accept? And so this afternoon I made my way up to Harcourt…
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Sport and human rights
There is a golf tournament taking place in England this week that is being funded by Saudi Arabia. The media are attacking the organisers and participants on account of the questions human rights record of the Saudis. I find it strange that nobody seems to be asking about the rights of the Texas school children…
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Forever JJ’s
So there I was, making my way up to Vidal of Portobello for the annual ear lowering gig. I was heading up South Great George’s Street and had stopped at the pedestrian crossing which leads into Aungier Street. I looked across and viewed the pub that is now known as the Thomas Moore Inn, formerly…
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I don’t want it to fly away
So there I was, doing my Saturday afternoon busking thing on South King Street. It was a little cool and breezy as I kicked off my set. I had progressed onto my third piece, ‘Jesu, Joy of man’s desiring’ by J.S. Bach.. Mostly I play this piece without error however today was not one of…
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Back out there
Due to a wee cold and consequent low energy my busking career has had to take a back seat for the past few weeks so it was good to get back out there again today. It was a lovely afternoon on South King Street as I set up my stall outside the Gaiety just after…
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A strange place to park a bicycle
So there I was, doing my thing in The Great Institution of Chatham Street, making my contribution to the Guinness pension fund. Somebody has to do it. I was making my way to the gents loo when who should give me the big hello only the man known as The Son of Dublin. He is…
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Off the mark
It seems that there are times when forty cents feels like an absolute fortune. So there I was, doing my busking thing on South King Street. It was a lovely afternoon and I had played my set reasonably well, not making too many mistakes. After I finished each piece I looked down at my guitar…
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Back on the streets
The temperatures have risen, South King Street was calling and so the time had come to restart my busking career. It was nice to be back. I’m not quite sure what it is about playing a few tunes on the streets of my home town that appeals to me so much, but it just does.…
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Nearing three quarters
Although timing and tone quality are the things that I pay most attention to in my quest to become the worlds leading Guinness guzzling lampy classical guitarist, I do pay attention also to speed. The two pieces that I work most on are ‘Cavatina’ and ‘Classical Gas’ and I am close to three quarter pace…
