The time to accept and the time to reject Narcissism…

Have you ever been really annoyed with your boss, your ex, your friend or your neighbour and thought ‘Man that f*cker is such a narcissist’…??

Ah you probably have..we all have..because that’s because most of us are narcissistic. We live in a society consumed by self-image and that can at times be projected negatively onto others…

So are we all narcissists? I’d say we all have an element of narcissism in us. And at times we label assholes as narcissists…but most of the time they are just assholes (with the same amount of narcissism we all possess).

On the other hand have you ever been really annoyed by somebody who you suspect may have taken this inherent natural inclination towards narcissism just that little bit further? The people who build you up only to tear you down when your purpose no longer serves theirs.

Well if you have that’s a whole different ball game altogether …they are the ones to whom you need to say ‘Nope, I’m cutting all ties with you, I can never see you again, I don’t care how much I liked your friends, I am 100% prepared to lose them if it means no more contact with you’….they are the ones you walk away from and  you don’t look back.

I am posting this blog as a word of warning. I believe the music industry attracts the malevolent, malicious narcissist and while I think the industry is waking up to this and it is a lot less tolerated, it is something to be wary and careful of .

My advice would be, seek out the friends or musicians you believe to be caring, truthful and honest. Pursue your own agenda truthfully. If an opportunity seems too good to be true then it probably is. If you meet somebody who tells you are that you are the most awesome person to ever grace the music industry, tell them to take a hike.

Keep it real, keep it honest and keep the self-image aspirational, inspirational, and beautiful.

Caoimhe xo





So Who Was Captain Boycott and How Relevant is He in Today’s World?

When I was in school my favorite subjects were history and languages. In a way they go hand in hand really don’t they? Languages are very much influenced by what is happening in the world around them.

I went to a fairly academic school, and although I did well in my Leaving Certificate, if I’m honest all I really cared about was getting an A1 in history. Points mattered but I didn’t really care. The history exam was such a gruelling exam at the time-  5 essays in 3 hours (although one you could learn off as a project in advance).

I remember so well coming out of the exam, distraught, probably exhausted after sitting Honours Maths 2 in the morning (if memory serves me right). The first person I met  was my history teacher (who at that time was God to me), and I told him I thought I had only got a B1, and cried my eyes out at home much to the bemusement of my parents. All this drama for a subject that I was way better at than honours maths (which didn’t worry me at all).

Thankfully I got the A1 in history and the honour in the Maths. The history result was helped in part by the project I learnt off by heart which was about the Jews in Ireland between 1880-1910. A suggestion from my Dad who had a keen interest in history and Middle East literature and politics (in particular Israeli and Jewish literature).

It is strange that I subsequently visited the Middle East in my thirties (not Israel though), just Jordan and Syria, and I am now assisting with Palfest Ireland’s Alternative Eurovision – Palestine – You’re a Vision on May 18th. The event features a host of Irish stars including Frances Black, Katie Laffan, Christy Moore, Sky Atlas, Kila, Mary Coughlan and many many more.

One of my favorite stories in history was the story of Captain Boycott.  I just absolutely love that us Irish took a period in history and in so doing an oppressor’s name became a word that is used worldwide.

In 1880, as part of Charles Stewart Parnell and the Land League’s campaign for the Three Fs (fair rent, fixity of tenure, and free sale) and opposition to evictions which were numerous and heartbreaking, action was taken against money grabbing landlords.

Captain Boycott was a Mayo Landlord who set about evicting several tenants, often times in a bloody and cruel way. The Mayo branch of the Irish Land League urged Boycott’s employees to withdraw their labor and began a campaign of isolation against Boycott in the local community.

This campaign included shops in Mayo refusing to serve him, and the withdrawal of services. Boycott found himself a marked man, not fearing violence but even worse the scorn, silence, and disdain of simply everyone he encountered.

It worked. He retreated to Suffolk in disgrace and his name became a verb and a term used when wanting to bring down oppressive regimes.

And so this brings me to the boycotting of Eurovision 2019, being held in Israel this year.  Should we ‘boycott’ the event or should we keep art separate from politics?

I have to say given my own love of Irish history, and what we achieved as Irish people in the stance we have always taken against oppression, I believe the right thing to do is to BOYCOTT this event. What is happening to Palestinians is an abuse of their fundamental human rights. The perpetrator of this abuse is Israel.

It is apartheid and I personally am standing with the artists who wish to stand with the Palestinians in solidarity . On May 18th I will be at a concert celebrating Palestine and I will be boycotting the Eurovision (which will be held in Tel Aviv )

The concert is SOLD OUT but will be live streamed. So if you too want to #BoycottEurovision2019, turn off the TV and live stream ‘Palestine – You’re a Vision’ coming from the National Stadium in Dublin, Ireland.


So how did I end up working with Kíla anyway??

Fate maybe?

1988 – I’m 12, bored at lunch and sitting outside in our clós beag (schoolyard) thinking crap I’ve got 5 more years of this!

I went to school in Coláiste Íosagáin in Stillorgan, Dublin. Although Coláiste Íosagáin was a girls school, we shared the campus (and some classes) with a boys school, Coláiste Eoin…so our little schoolyard was a smallish green space between both schools…

A band began to play that lunchtime, they were pretty cool – Rossa Ó Snodaigh, Eoin Dillon, Colm Mac an Iomaire…I began to feel a little more optimistic about the 5 more years that I had ahead of me in secondary school. That band was the beginning of what was to be Kíla…

1995- I am in France studying at University in Poitiers…and we decide to head to Paris for the weekend to catch Kíla. A school friend of mine, Aoife Nic Cormaic was depping for Dee Armstrong. We crashed the car on the way back..but it was a memorable concert.

2004 – I have moved to Melbourne, Australia, and Kíla are touring their album Luna Park in Australia. I head to their gig in St Kildas and Aindrias de Staic is supporting (who also lived in Melbourne). It’s a great gig and we all head out after. A very violent bouncer takes a dislike to the Irish ‘gypsies’ as I think he referred to  us..and we all left. Myself and Colm have a quick chat about getting everyone out of there, into the van and home to bed.

2012 – I return to Ireland having lived in Munich for 2 years. I start to go to Whelan’s once a month to see Rónán Ó Snodaigh who is showcasing each of his solo albums every month for a period of time. I get to know the Whelan’s staff having not frequented Whelan’s much since I was a student. They welcomed me. I felt more at home at those gigs than I had felt in a very very long time. Life seemed to stop for a couple of hours and I could totally immerse myself in Ró’s songs and music.

2015 – I ran my first gig and sold out Whelan’s main venue. I helped out at a second Whelan’s gig and in the course of that work I needed to chat to Colm from Kíla. We reminisced about that night in Melbourne.

2017 – Ró started to do gigs in Whelan’s front bar as part of Donal Scannell’s Call the Dancers. I begged him and/or Kíla to do a gig for me. I spent a long time trying to persuade Colm. I spent a long time trying to persuade Rónán and he caved eventually.  That year I also started working with Rossa at An Puball Gaeilge at Electric Picnic. By December of that year Kila had asked me to come on board.

So in a weird way I was there from the beginning,  I was there at memorable gigs and musically I feel more at home with Kíla’s music than with any other music I have ever heard or listened to (and I love music).

The rest of the band roared laughing when they heard I was at that gig in Melbourne despite it being a long time ago. Everything just seemed to click into place and added to that, I am a fluent Irish speaker. I now have a 100% bilingual job where I speak Irish to half the band…and English to the other half. Agus is aoibheann liom é.

My favourite Kíla album is Luna Park, the album they were touring when I lived in Australia. I listened to it every single day when I was there and it kept me grounded and feeling like I always had my home  and Ireland with me. Go raibh maith agaibh Kíla!





As part of The Irish Times initiative, No Child 2020, I read this article today. As someone who has been volunteering with SVP on Gardiner Street for several years, I feel child homelessness is an issue that has been left to charities to deal with. The only real solution to this is to build the fucking houses.

It isn’t rocket science, it is pretty basic stuff. Either ignore the vulnerable or support them. The current government is choosing to ignore.

I have attached a link to the article below with some personal observations.

EVERYTHING in the article is true, and EVERYTHING in it I have witnessed with the families my branch of SVP support.

Boiling eggs in a hotel kettle is fairly standard.

In our little branch of SVP we once purchased a mini fridge for a family with 7 children, ( 2 of whom had cystic fibrosis) so that they could store their childrens’ medication there. Most hotels don’t allow fridges or microwave facilities in the room though.

Some hotels have shared kitchen facilities, lots don’t. Some B&Bs have lovely warm welcoming staff who really care about the families staying with them. Many are just happy to have a regular income from Dublin City Council to provide rooms for homeless families.

Some B&Bs let people come and go as they please, many ask that their guests leave at 8am and return at 8pm. Imagine traipsing around town with a buggy and 4 small children for 12 hours! Some homeless families know that they can stay in a particular B&B long term, many don’t know where they will be staying from day to day or week to week.

Hiding Santa presents is tricky. Trying to give your children consistency with education is tricky. Feeding your kids healthy meals is tricky. Nobody’s children should have to go through this. For the 10,000 plus going through this, it is a living nightmare.