A while back I gave my friend Tom (aka., “The Blogfodder”) a live-music recording I’d made during my recent travels. “Not keen on the faux Celtic accent,” wrote Tom. “There’s an undertone of guttural that clashes dully.”
I *loved* it—especially the song about the Bridie and the Pole (and the strapping Lithuanian). I also greatly appreciated the liner notes, in which Maírtín told the stories behind the songs.
But one of the discoveries I most enjoyed was Maírtín’s “Beds of the Bard” blog. Have you ever wondered what it would be like to live the itinerant life of a touring musician? Let Maírtín tell you, with his charming wit:
The waiter was intrigued by my Irishness and the fact that I was a touring musician. ‘Have you a CD?’ he asked. ‘Bobby,’ I said, ‘I have a few hundred in the car with me.’ I was looking to book a hotel in the town on my iPhone but ‘twas too slow. Bobby, fair play to him, said the tea was on him and gave me a Lambert’s Café mug, so I brought him in a CD …
Leaving, feeling good about myself and a biteen refreshed I headed out to the car where upon I noticed that they only take cash which I had none off!!! How quick as a people we have become used to the credit card. I wasn’t far off washing dishes.
And perhaps predictably, my favorite post was about spending Valentine’s Day in Paris with his wife.
To sum up the hotel and the room, I would say that it is lovely and romantic. Very small for a Yank, so used to fierce sized rooms and beds but great for Paris. So close to the places you want to see. The bath was a bit high to step into and the bed was two single beds [two single beds pushed together, what do the people be thinking?]. The view was striking and the staff were great. If Paris has me back again, it is here I will stay.
I sheepishly admit that I’m among the Yanks who are “so used to fierce-sized rooms and beds.” Touché, Maírtín! I hope you will at least give me partial credit for not complaining when the loo is down the hall.
Anyway … what a joy it was to discover someone who has been true to his roots, while still finding his own voice. And a big thanks to Tom for enriching yet another day.