Journey of the Pygmy Pony
This week I am happy to release ‘’Return Of Pygmy Pony’’, one of the songs from my upcoming album of instrumentals, aptly titled ‘’Notes From The Boneyard, Vol 1’’ (released Sept 22nd on Deltasonic Records). The journey of this song is a good one, and I am still on the journey to wherever it is […]
the family band
The year was 1966. While the Beatles were wasting their time making Revolver, my grandfather, Joe Moore, was hiking his family all over ireland, playing gigs in any concert hall or pub they could find. They opened for the Dubliners in the Ulster Hall, a venue where just a couple of years later, Led Zeppelin […]
ONE DAY IN AUSTIN…
a brief conversation i had while waiting for Chad and sitting on his neighbours porch.. good chats.
Dreamers Guide To The Sacred Clock
WORDS: McKowski, Gelb, & Brown. Another triple hitter at the Boneyard office this week as three authors continue to splutter straight from brain to paper, thus making up the triangle that connects Omagh, Tucson, & Iowa. I serve as the Merry Go Round Operators Handbook, Howe Gelb is the Spilled Milk, and Pieta Brown is […]
The bone collector
An interview i did with Record Collector Magazine.. Mark McCausland is a guitarist/writer who lives in Omagh. If he is known at all, it is for his work as one half of The Lost Brothers, who have released 6 albums to date. He was also the lead guitarist in The Basement, who were signed […]
Some thoughts on McKowski, by Colin Broderick
Once upon a time it was customary to listen to a new album in its entirety in one sitting to fully appreciate the work as an artistic offering. An album wasn’t just one track, it was an experience. A journey. Over time something of the old way of doing things disappeared. Music is doled out […]
Waiting for bodger
It was Glastonbury. I forget the year. Michael Jackson had just died and we had been in a beer tent for two days straight with Bodger from the kids tv show, Bodger and Badger. We had been keeping the train in motion, awake for 48 hours and counting, but Bodger was insisting we stay up […]
A Long Long Road
It’s a long way to wherever it is I’m going. Time to hit the road. After it’s too early. Before it’s too late. The destination is anywhere but where I am right now. And tomorrow it will be somewhere else. Somewhere a little further down the road.. I don’t stay anywhere too long. Comfort is […]
Awkward but social