and the winner is

These three following acts with their following songs bring so much joy to my ears.

Who do you prefer?

What do I think? Well my ears are filled with so much euphoria of happiness with all 3, that it's really hard. They're all heading for the finish line and it may be a 3 way tie!

The first of the songs I discovered when I seen the new O2 priority advert, and with that 1 minute I immediately fell in love it. It's 'Cosmic Love' by Florence and the Machine. I couldn't wait to here the full version, and now I've found it. It's so good.



Next up is Noisettes with 'Never Forget You'....



The last is 'Mathematics' by Little Boots. I have loved this for the last 5 months and it hasn't grown old. To hear it in its full effect you'll have to listen to it in this made up video. I swear I'm not behind it, it just so happens more gay people have good taste.



So what you think?

when a good song is ruined

When I ever think of my Friday's evening as a child, The Late Late Show always comes to mind. From Gay Byrne to the chair that became bigger than the show, to the annual Christmas toy show. I was always asleep by ten resting my head on my mam and would wake up in my room come morning. However one song would always would wake me from my sleep. That song was,'The Town I loved so Well'. Since Phil Coulter was a regular on the show, it was more than once that I've being woken by the song.

By the end of the song my mam would always have a tear in her eye. This puzzled me. Although I was aware that there was sadness in his tone, I always thought it was because he was sad. Sad that he was from the town he loved so much because this darn interview on The Late Late Show had to happen. My mam told me that I once said, "Sure he can go home tomorrow and everything will be better." Eventually I realized what it was all about which made me appreciated the song more and it was always one of my all time Irish favourites.



Recently the song has lost its impact, it lost its warmth! Ever since I found out that Dan White played this song on repeat while committing suicide as a shout out to his Irish heritage, it has just ruined everything I loved about it! The important message that lay in the song has now been eclipsed by the fact that this was the murdering homophobics last song played before he died. I can barely listen to it now, sad really but there you go.

Sometimes it takes more than a cover or over-playing to ruin a song, just as I've learned.

everyday judgement day

I was brought up knowing there was a heaven and a hell. I think it was my mam that told me about it. I went to bed thinking, "Mam would you ever loose the 9-5 job cause you have one major imagination going on up there." I soon discovered it wasn't the case, my mam was listening to the many fairytales told in church.

But one thing always stuck with me from this story. It was that I would be judged when I die and that a decision would be made whether you go to heaven or hell.

I imagined me approaching a large golden gate with naked men (it's my fucking heaven alright) at both sides telling me to wait for the higher being. There he would decide my fate. He always felt that I was always good enough not to go to hell but that I needed some cleansing before I enter heaven. So he drew a line fire, I had to cross it and as a result I would be purified.

Well I haven't faced that meeting yet, hence, the writing of the blog. Still, why do I feel like I'm facing a wall of fire every step I take.

I thought I'd face an intervention of judging when I die. That's not the case, it's never been the case and I'm thinking I should give up in it every been the case. Because I'm judged when I walk down the street and entering a gay pub. Hesitation runs through my face when I say,"Tallaght is my hometown", due to the stigma attached to the area. I'm even been judged when I mention Britney Spears as an artist I listen to. Worst of all, I'm judged for things I've done which has never caused any harm to anyone else. Things that are no business of their own, things that were heard from others, and them not even knowing the full story. Such things which influence their feelings and thoughts of myself, and as a result I'm judged and tainted.

I have judged in the past, I'm no Saint Davih. However, I would question by judging, I would listen to all the whats and whys. If the person is causing no harm to anyone else, I'd try very hard to look pass the black and white and see the grey. Because everything is not what it seems, a point everyone should take note of.

I'm sick of all the purgatory at this stage, so when I die i'll be taking a detour to Limbo rather than the golden gates of heaven.

in love with.....

......this version of Zombie.

Jay Brannan, you impressed me.