Paddy

It was half past eight on a Friday evening in July. The sky was still bright, the rain had fecked off for a bit and Paddy and B-Man were out for a quiet pint. They were off-duty tonight, costumes left at home, civvies on. Paddy was wearing…

Last week on The Kingdom of the Cavan Strawberries, Paddy, B-Man, and Sound-Man travelled to Newgrange through one of Paddy's mystic portals. Their task: to keep the Anti-Craic, a device capable of sucking the craic out of anything, out of…

Rain drip-dropped onto the concrete like that stupid broken tap out the back of my house as B-Man parked his Beemobile (A yellow Fiat Seicento with, naturally, black go-faster stripes) outside Paddy’s house. It was the third Friday of the…

No Monster Club People Are Weird Generally, whenever I listen to a new album there’s that bedding-in phase when I’m not really sure what’s going on. It’s all new, so it might take me five or six listens to stop referring to a song…