local music scene > ryan adams

No, it's not Bryan Adams for the fiftieth time. I actually didn’t know who RYAN Adams was until late 2011, which is almost a crime in itself! He is an American musician, well-respected and most well-known by the singer-songwriter community. Ryan Adams’ cover of Wonderwall is better than the original, his Heartbreaker and Gold albums are excellent for road trips and he is a solid live performer. 

When I read that Adams would be playing at the Royal Albert Hall in London, I just had to go; knocking of two must-do items on my bucket list in one night! In no way did he disappoint; he was on the ball the whole night, he entertainingly engaged with the audience and had a great sense of humour. Ryan Adams is one muso you definitely have to listen to and don’t pass up an opportunity to see him live!

ireland in a nutshell

  










Ireland is like a little getaway from London where people are, as I remember at home; friendly, carefree and relaxed. Most are in holiday mode, like you've entered a sleepy little town that brings out the honesty you miss and crave when living in a big city. The rough itinerary was a mini roadtrip loop over a long weekend; Cork, The Ring Of Kerry, Galway for St Paddys Day, and The Cliffs of Moher.

Driving around the south-west corner is an excellent way to see the countryside at its best. After leaving Cork, it was already Guinness o’clock so we stopped over in Kilarny for a pint of the good stuff. Throughout the day we stumbled across picturesque ruins of old castles and houses and made a stop-over at the famous Ross Castle. I was astounded with how quickly the scenery changed from rolling green hills to what seemed like volcanic terrain, to steep dramatic mountains.  We stopped at Ladies View Lookout for an Irish coffee, with (you guessed it) an amazing view. A young guy at the cafe recommended driving a loop through the Black Valley - sounded edgy. After following his instructions we drove along the narrow winding roads Ireland is famous for. With only enough room for one car, it's a team effort getting two past which significantly increases your driving time. The highlight of the day was passing through the Devils Punch Bowl, a little body of water between two peaks with another breathtaking view. 


That night in Cork, we went out to see some live music; a London based beatbox/blues duo, Heymoonshaker. You can read more about it here, but in summary we ended up being ‘groupies’ and bar hopped around with the band and their Swedish manager after the gig!

After 2 hours in the car the next morning, I experienced the after effects of Guinness first hand and spent a good while in stitches in a roadhouse bathroom. The next destination was Galway for Paddys day with Darren, another ‘whale friend’ (I am now going to use this term to describe friends I met while doing the project in Noosa). We arrived just before the Paddys day parade and stopped for a few more Guinness before checking in (clearly hadn’t learnt my lesson yet). Low and behold, we’d booked the conveniently located hotel on the wrong date. Great! We were in the heart of town on the busiest day in Ireland with nowhere to stay. The receptionist made a few calls and found a room for us at a decent price, which made me think that this trip was a bit more ‘flash packing’ than usual but we didn't have much if a choice. It ended up being the best mistake, ever. The Radisson Blu had an outdoor hottub, sauna, steam room, gym, an amazing buffet breakfast and a big arse room. We didn't have to meet Darren til later so we decided to hot tub it up and take in the amazing view.

Being in Ireland for Paddys day was a great experience. We spent the evening with Darren and his student crew in a little local pub, where the only bar tender managed to serve everyone at the bar at the same time. I swear he was pouring pints with his eyes closed. We ended up in a secret underground bar with a cranking folk rock band. 


The next day we drove south along another suggested coastal route through Ballyvaughan all the way to the Cliffs of Moher. We stopped at Monks seafood restaurant for their world famous chowder. It was THE best chowder I’ve had. I’d highly recommend it. We arrived at the Cliffs of Moher at the perfect time, catching a glimpse of an amazing sunset before accelerating our way to Shannon airport. 

Ireland in a nutshell is my favourite long weekend so far. But there's one thing I learnt. 
Guinness changes you, on the inside.

local music scene > heymoonshaker groupies

As soon as we decided to head to Ireland for St Paddy’s day I was on the internet to find a local gig to go to. I’d just been watching clips on youtube and came across a London based blues-beat-box duo called Heymoonshaker, who were playing in Cork on Saturday night. Perfect.

We walked through the quaint little streets in town and found the tiny bar we were looking for, and were greeted by a bouncer at the front door.  The funniest thing was that when we asked who was playing, he responded with “Ah I don’t some shit DJ or something”.  That shit DJ was actually two guys, one guitarist with a howling, gritty voice and the other just had a microphone, making beats of sound effects with his mouth. We settled in a booth with a Guinness right in front of them, and they were pretty amazing to watch up close. From a distance you really couldn’t tell whether it was a machine making the sounds or a man, hence the uneducated guess from the bouncer.

After the gig I went up to the guitarist and had a chat with him.  Long story short, we ended up spending the rest of the night with the group; the two musicians (Andy Balcon and Dave Crowe), their Swedish manager and another couple. We all headed to an awesome little bar I couldn’t remember the name of, that basically consisted of a small inside area and a well-lit alley way. We chatted about a lot of shit; the music industry mostly and how hard it is to make it in London. I gave them a few Australian artists to look up, like Tijuana Cartel and after drinking Guinness all night and having a few tokes; we were all of a sudden pretty wasted. It was time for these groupies to head home!

how to drink guinness like an irishman

After finishing my shift at  the bar I had a few hours to kill before transiting to the airport to fly to Cork for the St. Paddy’s Day weekend. Yeu! The guys from the bar (mostly Irish) were on their break so I went with them to The Toucan, undoubtedly serving the best Guinness in London.

I was a little concerned about starting the Guinness glory early but all concerns were replaced with the smooth creamy taste of a meal in a pint. Guinness is rich in iron so you can argue that its good for you, the Irish certainly do!

Denver (one Irish guy who gave me all the tips of where to go over the weekend) explained how to drink it properly. It's like Guinness etiquette. Do not sip Guinness, you will be frowned upon. Instead, (if you want to do it properly) take a firm grip, stand tall and proud, inspect the pint in all its glory and then take a long gulp. As you would count the rings of a tree, your pint should have five rings around it reflecting the five gulps you take to finish it. No more or no less. That's the way it's done.

Well, after practising I realised that we had downed 4 pints in an hour and it was time to head to the airport....crap. I felt quite happy leaving the bar and I wore the Guinness grin on the tube. I swear, Guinness is like a drug… you don’t feel drunk, just happily satisfied and relaxed.

At this stage  though, I was still concerned about how it would exit ….

working for peanuts

Bar work in London is one of the most underpaid jobs. Ever. I doubt it even reaches the average wage. You earn 6 quid an hour and some of it is taxed. On top of that, the English are crap tippers. In a bar where business men earning over 100k a year frequent, it was surprising to experience such tightness. Even Aussies are looser!

I worked at a pub called the Adam and Eve on the edge of Soho. It’s is often referred to  as the Adam and Steve because after 7pm, the small fraction of women present after work all disappear and it becomes a sausage fest of drunk business men eager to find someone to share a bed with. Seedy.

Here, most suited up customers will wait for their 2p change and they certainly aren't afraid to tell you to top their pint up if the tides out. It's not that I was short, it's that they’ve fumbled around with their order so much the head has gone down. Just to spite them, I would top it up so full that they'd struggle to walk through the crowd without spilling it on themselves. Haha. You have to keep yourself entertained somehow! 

If dealing with tight a-holes isn’t enough, people really don’t know how to place a drink order in London.  Its common sense to group like drinks together and in the order of preparation time/standing nature; Guinness first, it takes time to settle. Then wine and then spirits. And lastly, lager (wouldn’t want that head to go flat). If you want speedy efficient service, place a speedy efficient order. It’s as simple as that. Come up to the bar knowing what you want, not:

“Uhhhhh hi. Um can I have…um uhhhh a large rose, a rum and coke, actually make that two large roses, and 3 pints of peroni, and a becks, a doombar, 2 aspall, a small glass of house red….…

Um, wait I know there’s more just make that and I’ll come back….…. 

Ok so another 2 peronis, a vodka lime soda, a gin and slimline tonic and a gin and soda…… 

What the hell, I may as well gets some shots while I’m here, 10 jagerbombs!… 

Oh and I almost forgot, 2 Guinness….can I split that on two cards?

There’s nothing worse than someone ordering for a large group having to double check the order, especially when the pub is rammed ten deep and you can hardly hear. Sometimes people will even have the nerve to say you got the order wrong when they’re half cut. If I got it wrong I’d admit it, but if I didn’t there’s no way I’m apologising for their lame ordering skills and the obvious effects of intoxication on their memory.

Wow. This post makes me seem really harsh but only the other bar staff would know the drag of going in everyday! Haha, good times!