March 19th, 2018 – The kitchen, Brooklyn Four night light candles encircle the body of a starling. A grown sober woman is sitting on one of those 25 cent horsey things. And she’s invested the quarter. The horse is moving and singing like a sick ice-cream van. The fulling grown seemingly sober and sane […]
March 17th, 2018 – Brooklyn Today is my grandmother Philomena’s anniversary. She was the kindest person I’ve known. She had ten children. I have first cousins in Ireland, UK, Australia and US. I have an uncle who lives in Zambia. We’ve been welcomed all over the world. We’ve worked, found friends, family and community. I […]
“I mean, who the fuck drugs a therapy dog?” – Overheard in Brooklyn A reasonable question from the woman walking behind me to her phone. Who the fuck? Who indeed? I casually, ever so discretely slowed my walk to gather some further information for you. A volunteer? An intern? Nobody likes them anyway whoever […]
Tuesday February 27th, 2018 Yesterday I was walking through the park as I’m prone to do. A young man approached me. He looked like a 6 foot 6 “ seven year old. He looked like a cartoon drawing of a Coloradan troubadour, Peter Pan, Robin Hood and yer man out of Twilight rolled into […]
Monday February 26th, 2018 Waiting for the kettle to whistle and drown out the radio. The radio is talking about the historical appeal of conspiracy theories and the nation’s refusal to address the gun problem. Long division in the United states. It’s no way to start the day. And “Off”.. It […]
Rhode Island – February 19th, 2018 Here ta me, whist, listen, shhh, an old friend will be passing through New York town this week. I’m looking forward to having him around. He’s a world class songwriter. We’ve shared the stage in Ireland, US , Newfoundland and Germany. He’ll be doing a secret set at […]
Brooklyn, January 29th, 2018 “Where was my tour blog?” On BA flight 176 from New York to London Heathrow. Yes, in a relapse of the shambles, I left my iPad in the seat pocket in front of me. Then in an extension of the madness, there were no steps for us to disembark the plane, […]
Brooklyn, January 10th, 2018 I’m heading back out on tour tomorrow. I’ve one gig in Belgium on Friday and nine gigs in Germany in the next nine days. Please note that details for the private concerts can be obtained my emailing: info@niallconnolly.com with subject matter ‘House Concert Details’. BELGIUM Fri Jan 12th, Café […]
December 27th, 2017 “If it’s made out of wood, it it can be fixed.” Happy birthday to Warren Malone. He’ll break your heart and fix your guitar. No better man to have by your side facing a problem or a party. Many a wise word mumbled at me over the years the years: “Crisis equals […]
Brooklyn, December 20th, 2017 Yesterday at the Korean store, J and H Farm: A busy well-lit fruit and vegetable shop on Prospect Park West, Brookyn. Outside. December. Wintry but not that wintry. People moving swiftly, their heads down. Inside it is quiet. This Irish guy crouching picking out some onions […]