I swear to youse - I didn’t go looking for this. After I’d finished puking up behind a flower pot during the cocktail reception, Graham Linehan’s site pointed me in the direction of fellow comedy writer, Robert Popper where these 4 or so minutes were lurking. I had foolishly believed Ireland had evolved somehow in the ten years since I left. But no - this kind of band still exists - only the keyboard is much much bigger and they get slots on ‘Rural TV’ (whatever that is). I suppose they’re the sort of band the Corrs would have continued being if some big feck-off record company hadn’t come along with a truckload of makeovers and image consultants. Anyhow, enjoy :
POSTSCRIPT: Conor & Donagh - please don’t take up the baton on this series - as it has the potential to go on forever.