Even public broadcasting channels in Ireland have ads every half hour. There is not one single channel were they don’t have those silly call-in programs. Imagine, there are only five million Irish living in Ireland. But there are at least ten radio channels were they can get their personal opinions and problems of their chest. Think after one year living here, listening to radio every day, I’ll have heard every single Irish here at least once on air.
But luckily enough there is John Kelly with his high quality Mystery Train. Listening to it right now. From Monday till Thursday every night at half eight I listen to John’s music program. With his own determined music choice. He just played a track from Ali Farka Tourré’s next album. Reminded me of my first music festival ever. Still my favourite festival. Sfinks Festival it’s called, the largest World music Festival of Belgium. Think I was only ten or eleven at the time. Went together with my dad to see Ali playing. Remember it as it was yesterday. Can even remember the taste of the fish soup my mum made before we went to the festival field. ‘t Was a lovely day, the sun was shining. I remember me eating my soup, standing in the garden. The concert itself made quite a big impression on me. Together with my dad in one of the front rows. All those people around me dancing. Black people, white people, sunburned people, weird people, hippie people, normal people as well, drunk people, sweaty people, people barefoot, people with funny hats,… and me and my dad. Although I think the concert probably finished after an hour, it lasted the whole evening in my memory. ‘t Was after getting dark when the gig was over. Never missed the festival since. Went there at least one day every year. Saw lots of amazing performances there. It’s kind of a tradition now at home. Every last weekend of July the whole family spend the weekend together on the festival field. Even my youngest sister, think she was only four when she joined for the first time. ‘t Was just last year that I for the first time in years missed the festival. ‘Cause I was on a holiday in….Ireland. Am not going to be there this year either. Ireland again. Just realised all that now, by listening the Ali Farka Tourré song. Music…great thing it is indeed.
Going to enjoy the rest of the Mystery Train now. Have a nice weekend out there. And all those lucky Belgian people, enjoy the 34°C. Think the warmest I had here so far is 20°C. Today. No rain either. But is nothing compares to Belgium so. And it was actually me all the time saying that the weather in Ireland wasn’t that different from Belgium.
Saskia
But luckily enough there is John Kelly with his high quality Mystery Train. Listening to it right now. From Monday till Thursday every night at half eight I listen to John’s music program. With his own determined music choice. He just played a track from Ali Farka Tourré’s next album. Reminded me of my first music festival ever. Still my favourite festival. Sfinks Festival it’s called, the largest World music Festival of Belgium. Think I was only ten or eleven at the time. Went together with my dad to see Ali playing. Remember it as it was yesterday. Can even remember the taste of the fish soup my mum made before we went to the festival field. ‘t Was a lovely day, the sun was shining. I remember me eating my soup, standing in the garden. The concert itself made quite a big impression on me. Together with my dad in one of the front rows. All those people around me dancing. Black people, white people, sunburned people, weird people, hippie people, normal people as well, drunk people, sweaty people, people barefoot, people with funny hats,… and me and my dad. Although I think the concert probably finished after an hour, it lasted the whole evening in my memory. ‘t Was after getting dark when the gig was over. Never missed the festival since. Went there at least one day every year. Saw lots of amazing performances there. It’s kind of a tradition now at home. Every last weekend of July the whole family spend the weekend together on the festival field. Even my youngest sister, think she was only four when she joined for the first time. ‘t Was just last year that I for the first time in years missed the festival. ‘Cause I was on a holiday in….Ireland. Am not going to be there this year either. Ireland again. Just realised all that now, by listening the Ali Farka Tourré song. Music…great thing it is indeed.
Going to enjoy the rest of the Mystery Train now. Have a nice weekend out there. And all those lucky Belgian people, enjoy the 34°C. Think the warmest I had here so far is 20°C. Today. No rain either. But is nothing compares to Belgium so. And it was actually me all the time saying that the weather in Ireland wasn’t that different from Belgium.
Saskia
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