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About Galway

Then there’s the mad shit—some jerk stiffed ‘em, ran off! Pissed me off, darlin’, I’d claw his eyes out. Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’d purr, then bam—kick his sorry butt! These gals, they’re tough, tougher than me in heels. One room had mirrors EVERYWHERE—ceilin’, walls, creepy but hot. Felt like Jim Carrey losin’ his mind, “I close my eyes and I see you.” Surprised me, honestly, how it’s all business, no mushy love crap.

Dublin Pubs - A Walk Down Memory Lane - Darkey Kelly's, Fishamble Street.

Then, I hit up a pub. You know, the one with the best fish and chips? I order a pint and dig in. The chips are crispy, the fish is golden. I’m in heaven! But then, this guy at the bar starts chatting me up. He’s all, “You from around here?” I’m like, “Nah, just visiting.” And he goes, “You should move here!” I’m thinking, “Dude, I can barely keep my plants alive.”

Roots & Blues Festival to hit Howth this August