My friend Joyce asked what songs we might play at my father Philip McMahon’s funeral. I wrote this one, not to play at the funeral, just to release something. Irishness is not something I engage with much. But I have a gig at Irish Arts Centre as part of poet Paul Muldoons’ Picnic at the end of October and I think I was imagining that my dad would be pl…
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