Dublin can be heaven, with coffee at 11 and a stroll in Stephen's Green, no need to hurry, no need to worry, you're a king and the lady's a queen, Grafton St's a wonderland, there's magic in the air, there are diamonds in the lady's eyes and gold dust in her hair and if you…Read more DUBLIN, me darling
In 1991, MOJO editor, Mark Ellen invited me to write the first article in a proposed series of articles about bizarre rock and roll deaths. The story would have a 1,000 word limit. The subject of the debut article was to be Phil Lynott, the lead singer of Irish rock group, Thin Lizzy. Little had…Read more JOHNNY THE FOX
Phillip Parris (Philo) Lynott would be 67, if he'd lived. His birthday was celebrated two days ago and I posted a notice on my Facebook page. As a former music journalist, our paths crossed quite often but the first time I came across him was in 1972 when Thin Lizzy, then an unknown Irish rock…Read more Happy birthday, Philo
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/photo-challenge/rare/ A rare photo of my parents, Martin and Martha (neé Grant) Hayes on their wedding day, in Donegal, 1949. My uncle Sonny rode 190 miles in a pony and trap, to attend the wedding. I've always been impressed by my mother's shoes.