This is a Belfast lass who performs under the name BEATRICE.
A song I discovered on “Trespasses”
I've been watching Channel 4's Trespasses, the series based on the Louise Kennedy novel by the same name.
In a Belfast bar
"Ock! The experience is just the seed," he says, "The story. Well, echhh, the story, 'icc, that's, ccup, the tree."
Rave Solo
That third tree down the left-hand side of the alley below my fourth floor window looks like Robert the Bruce.
A wee spot of Anglophobia
I fall from the rideshare car at ABIA; methinks it was a Lyft - fucking hate Uber - well, I hate Lyft, too,
Painful Memories are Long; The Joyful are Fleeting
Recollections of Derry/Londonderry on the Eve of All Hallows Eve / Dhoire oíche roimh Samhain // gathered quickly before they slip away
Don’t fear the funeral singer
I have seen the future of music, and it is a small Irish woman clad in stark white pajamas.