Lost in Japan, Hisatomi Tadahiko

Time to break out me old Crass T-shirt and start gobbing on bands. First up: One Direction.

It tells the story of where I was.  You can picture me sitting in that bar at that moment with this cold weather and it’s crazy and you walk outside and there’s not a sound or a person for miles but you walk in and it’s just loud, music, clanking of glasses – totally what you would expect. I came home and I went straight to the studio with Jordan and Gabe and as soon as Gabe started playing that lick on the guitar, I don’t even know, I feel like I blacked out.  But an hour from that moment we had this song… we just were like, ‘What can we do with this?’

Nicholas RAS Furlong talks about how he wrote what would become Avicii’s The Nights after being inspired one night in a pub in Galway. RAS and his friends had kicked around the idea of combining an Irish drinking song with modern rock/pop sensibility to create “weird pirate music, sort of like a more mainstream Flogging Molly.”

The Irish Freedom Of Information website just got hacked.

Disaster porn at its finest. Great to see print maintaining its buzzard-like holding pattern above any sign of human misery.

By my watch it’s Shite O’Clock.

As seen from Iceland. Or at least the Iceland outlet in Midleton. Tried to get into the multistorey above it, but it was closed, possibly because someone was down there yesterday complaining that the car park was full of broken glass and feral teens. I have too much time on my hands.