I can remember when I was much younger, entirely dismissing trad as fiddledy dee nonsense. How wrong I was, I’d like to go back and give myself a clip around the ear.
I was up in the Blue light last night. What a little treasure the place is. Perched on the hills of Barnacullia, not too far back from Sandyford, the view of Dublin is perfect.
Every Wednesday, musicians pile in one by one and join in with whatever is playing. Both elderly gents and young colleens with their fiddles. Artists sit by the crackling fire sketching the musicians and comparing their work. Lovely atmosphere, lovely place. It’s a bit of a bitch to get there and back but that just adds to the adventure of the night. Highly recommended antidote to the city at this time of year. And if you have any visiting yanks looking for somewhere traditional, they’d cream themselves.
December 5, 2008, 11:15 am
haven’t been up in a year or two John, a great spot with some real characters. Must head back soon.
December 5, 2008, 5:44 pm
It sounds great, though I’d be worried about bumping into creamy Yanks.
December 6, 2008, 1:16 pm
Leeroy: Yeah, well worth the visit.
Sharon: Ha! Just wear something that doesn’t stain easily.
December 11, 2008, 12:27 pm
I used to go drinking there years ago, was there one New Years Eve with a crows of bikers, one of the lads had had a bit too much drink and he drove his bike right in through the front window smashing it to pieces…
yeah, the Blue Light. Great place!!
January 3, 2009, 1:39 am
I’d choose the Blue Light over Johnnie Fox’s anyday. The latter has kindof slipped its standards a bit lately.