deep house.

Nothing has to power to drag you back to a place and time more clearly than music - except smell. A friend recently turned me onto these DJ sets from Sir Henry’s in Cork, and I’ve fallen into a vortex.

From what distance does nostalgia become acceptable? From years 0-30 I absolutely detested it and all reminiscing, thinking it was tantamount to saying that the business of creating a life was over. But from where I’m now sitting, Ronnie Whelan is bossing the midfield and Viz is still funny.