My friend Michael McMonagle likes to regale people with his tales of growing up in Dublin. He is somewhat older than I so they often involve horse drawn carts delivering coal, playing games on cobblestone streets and long walks to the cinema at night through thick Dublin fog.
I’ve often wondered If I could make any of it the slightest bit bloody interesting with the help of music? Folk was immediately rejected but Dance Music? Yes, that might just work! I love Michael dearly but he does go on a bit.
Ever wonder what a nostalgic Irish dance song sounds like? Well, it sounds a bit like this.
It Can’t Hurt If It Don’t Exist by Colin Dempsey