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Gender: Male
Status: Single
Age: 102
Sign: Aries

City: BROOKLYN
State: New York
Country: US
Signup Date: 1/31/2007

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Friday, April 20, 2007 

Current mood:  cheerful
Category: Friends
Thanks for being our friend on Myspace! A short note to let you know that www.celticlounge.com is now up and running and accepting members!

Celtic Lounge is a community space for Celts and those who love Celtic Culture. There is also a fully functioning webzine included with articles by many well known writers on music, literature, drama, etc. There is also a continuous stream of rock, folk, punk, and everything in between on CelticLounge Radio.

If you have already signed up, please use your email address as ID and request a temporary password. Otherwise just sign up with your email address, and a password with letters and numbers included.

Tell your fans and friends! The Celtic online revolution begins now.
So, come on in. The pints are on the house.

Best wishes,

Mike and Larry

CelticLounge Founders

CelticLounge

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Wednesday, February 07, 2007 

Current mood:  creative
Category: Life

How I Write

I read a statistic written in an article by New York Times writer Joseph Epstein, who claims that 81% of all adults want to write a book someday. When people hear that you've actually written a book, they always want to know how you did it.

It's always been about atmosphere with me. I personally don't know of one author who plies his craft in a library. I'm sure there are some essayists who occupy a table within the labyrinth of books at a university setting, their well manicured hand peeking out of a sensible tweed sleeve as a fountain pen springs ideas for the next bestseller.

I am not the collegiate type; I am the pretentious prick kind of ink slinger, the one who needs ambient chill music with vaguely gay jazzy undertones to spur his creativity. I need the steam of a latte curling around trendy track lighting while an espresso machine hisses in the background. I spend an enormous amount of time conning myself into thinking that I'm unique and cutting edge in a setting like this. Basically, I fit the profile of 98.7% of the writers in a coffee house chock fullof them.

You can find me peering condescendingly over the top of my Dell laptop, thinking that I am better than most of the people in the room. Except that one over there. I am jealous of the aspiring novelist who has snagged the velvet club chair, and of course, I am casting her as a villain in this story. She is typing twice as fast as I am, and I am sure that the words come twice as fast to her. I want the snow white promise of her Apple Powerbook. Like her, I can be found in a remote corner of Starbucks or some coffee shop docked on the side of a big book retailer.

Do not walk by me or near me. I am a human critic, a vampire who sucks on the marrow of your conversation. Once I've torn your jugular with bared fangs and robbed your body of its lifeblood, I peel back the skin and look for something more interesting that will inspire me and dissolve the cloud of neurosis in my head. If you are interesting to look at but boring to your core, rest assured that I will bridge the genetic gaps.

I travel for my day job, and my favorite new place to write is the Hotel Marlowe in Cambridge, Massachusetts. I can sip the free Chardonnay in the Moroccon themed lobby before paddling off to my suite. There I am greeted with animal print carpets and pillows that do battle with sensible dust ruffles striped in deep cranberries and butter yellows. You feel like a literary rock star when you type in a room like this, and to cap off the experience, there is a thirsty leopard print terrycloth bathrobe hanging in the closet begging for you to take it home.

I do just that, eager to replicate this same cosmopolitan feel in my own home. It has found a new dwelling in my closet, next to the practical expandable waist Hagar slacks, and has never been worn since. I am afraid to go out and get the paper in this robe, terrified that the state trooper who lives next door (and hunts on his days off) will kill me.

He'll amble into the kitchen, groggy after working a double shift chasing crack dealers from the street corners in Camden, and will spot me in the distance. He'll reach for his rifle, shake the effects of sleep from his head, barely able to contain the excitement over spotting a cheetah wrestling the life out of a water buffalo on the lawn next to his. Imagine his luck, witnessing the same tragic dance inside the circle of life replayed countless times during "big cat week" on Animal Planet, mere steps away from his morning paper.      

When I added up the cost of all those high priced caffeinated concoctions I spent writing my first novel, Collared (www.collared.net), I was horrified to discover that I lost money on the deal. I would be smart next time around. With my first royalty check, I immediately remodeled my home office to look like a Starbucks, complete with the robin egg blue walls accented by a chocolate brown divider, cobalt track lighting, and a comfy leather club chair that envelopes me like a catcher's mitt.

I'm saving boatloads of cash, but I am alone. In the comfort of my home, I can doubt every word without the sneer of an underpaid barista. I can worry in peace and quiet that every word I write will stab my mother in the heart once they converge onto the page into book form. She'll die of embarrassment when a book with so many curse words that is this naked with emotion and has her son's name on it will be read by her friends.

I look around for something, anything that will keep me from doing the hard work of creating words. The cherry red bass guitar in the corner is the most tempting mistress in the room that could keep my hands busy. Fondling the long neck and plucking the body rewards me with an avoidance of the task at hand and a fuzzy throb that leaps from the speaker and buzzes onto my groin.

That constant tension of wanting to express yourself while every fiber of your being wants to do anything but that is what writing is all about. Writing is the only hobby that makes you wrong and guilty every time you're off doing something else.

So, you still want to write that book?

Tuesday, February 06, 2007 

Current mood:  creative
Category: Blogging

In the last decade of writing for the Irish Voice, I have marvelled as I watched Celtic musicians reaching across the globe to collaborate with other civilizations to create thrilling sounds that redefined Celtic music. Our writers, with their sharp eyes and razor-like wit, weave thrilling tales and explosive analysis for our turbulent times. That vibrant creative spirit is what defines what it is to be Celtic.

It's not about the green beer and kilts. You know that. I know that.

So, we decided to create an online community for creative Celts and the people that love them. Your life. Your inspiration. Your community.  

According to the dictionary, the verb "lounge" means "to go or move in a leisurely manner. As a noun, it describes "a section of a moving vessel having various club or social facilities." Celticlounge operates somewhere between noun and verb. A place to relax. A place to create. A place to see. A place to be seen.

Our goal in launching Celticlounge.com is nothing short of redefining what it is to be a Celt by changing the way Celtic musicians, authors, craftsmen, and painters deliver their art to an audience deeply in love with their roots.

The revolution begins today. Won't you join us?

Wednesday, January 31, 2007 

Celtic Lounge is a portal for all things Celtic.  The idea first came to me while driving back to NYC from Cleveland at the end of a book tour.  I had been reading to audiences of from 20 to 50 people in stores across the Mid-West and now I was dozing off at the wheel with still over 400 miles to go.  There had to be an easier way to introduce my work to sympathetic audiences.  Being the leader of Black 47 I already had a readymade community but who was to say that these people would have the time or inclination to visit a bookstore?  And speaking of Black 47, though the band is still a national act, our days of massive exposure on MTV and commercial radio have gone.  Much of our audience is either too young for over-21 clubs or too consumed with raising families to see the band on a regular basis.  They can, of course, visit our thriving website and myspace page but that's often preaching to the gallery.  There is a massive international audience for Celtic music - from the hard-edged punk anthems of Flogging Molly to the dreamy vistas of Enya.  Why not create a social space where people who love things Celtic can gather, hear the music, read the books, create their own individual pages and meet other people of like minds.

But, perhaps, the idea would have languished if I hadn't been invited to host and program Celtic Crush, a show on Sirius Satellite Radio.  I was suddenly face to face with the fact that Celtic artists from around the world had little or no national forum in the USA.  CDs from artists of the caliber of Alan Stivell of Brittany, Runrig from Scotland, Ireland's Saw Doctors, Super Furry Animals from Wales, England's Richard Thompson, Milladoiro from Galicia piled up while I tried to make room for them on a twice-weekly three hour show.  Not to mention that I was also trying to fit in the North American Celtic Rock explosion of bands such as The Dropkick Murphys, Irish singer/songwriters the like of Damien Dempsey, Celtic fusion from Afro-Celt, and historical references to Horslips, Fairport Convention, Thin Lizzy, June Tabor and a veritable legion of other relevant artists.   All deserved an airing and will get it in reviews, articles, and through our online radio station which will feature not only the great, but the soon-to-be-great.

And what of writers such as the McCourts, Paul Muldoon, Colum McCann, Tom Kelly?  We hope to do interviews with those and many more, all the while introducing new voices.  We see a day when agents and publishers will come to Celtic Lounge seeking out and signing up new talent.  Musicians and writers are not our only interest; in time, we intend to be a one-stop for the entire international Celtic community of painters, photographers, filmmakers and graphic artists.  And why stop there?  If you have an organization, are a travel agent, a pub owner or a businessperson who in some way caters to thing Celtic, this is the site for you - a vibrant, thriving online community.

We intend to make Celtic Lounge as inviting as the best Irish pub.  Here you'll find everything you ever wanted in Celtic culture:  conviviality, craic, commerce, ideas, friendship, romance and all within easy grasp.  You don't have to be a Celt to enjoy our site; all you need is an interest in things Celtic.  So, come on in, hang out at the Celtic Lounge.