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Thursday, February 22, 2007

"Empty Dance Halls"

The first song I recorded the drums myself, bought a mixer to do, and I must say it sounds great! We recorded the song one Sunday afternoon in her bedroom. It took 2 hours to setup because we didnt know what we were doing, but after Emer got the song in like 2 takes!

All the music in the song was already written in my mind, it was just a matter of figuring it out! I wanted a guitar sound for the guitar solo to be like that 80s rock band, Boston.

Dav one again supplied an excellent bass line.

I wrote the song one nite after I had a dream about and woke up and bounced out of bed and wrote it and recorded it onto my Dictaphone. Empty Dance Halls came from a memory I had from when I was a child and we were up in Granard in Longford and we passed this old ceilĂ­ hall that was abandoned in the car. My uncle said it hasnt felt a single beat in 30 years. The image of this large building with broken windows, which really needed a lick of paint, was just powerful in my mind. All the weird any wonderful things that could have happened there and the loved made and lost and of course all the babies that were made!!

This is my goodbye isinglas song. The memories will stay with me forever. This song is for everyone who was anyway involved with the band, thanks for all the great nites and shows. You made it possible

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