Just back from the Gemma Hayes acoustic gig upstairs in Whelans. Awesome. So, so good. You can’t help but fall in love with this girl. She played some oldies and goodies, some tracks off the new album (The Hollow of the Morning) and ‘Oliver’, this lovely, heart-tugging song that I first heard at last month’s Tripod gig. All that was missing was my friend and fellow Gemma lover Yvonne, who is (sadly for me) living it up in London (Yvonne, I yoinked the set list for you!). But Eoghan was kind and gentlemanly enough to accompany me.
Even though we arrived late, we ended up landing two chairs, which were then shuffled across so we somehow ended up front row centre, right smack under her nose. It was fab, but I felt far too self-conscious to take too many pics – you could actually hear each ‘click’ so I’m pretty sure she could hear it too!
More pics and chat in the morrow. But for now have some tunes. ‘Nite.
‘Out of our Hands’:
You can also hear the very beautiful ‘Home’ on the State muxtape.