I was shocked beyond belief when I heard of the death of Katie French today in the newspapers.......

Katie French gone... I'm so very very sorry for her and her family.

I don't know what to say.....

Majella

Majella Murphy has been nominated for best Irish Folk Traditional for next year's Meteor Awards.

The Meteor Awards are Ireland's biggest music awards and are on Feb 15th


She is over the moon over this

.... at 1.45 pm to 3pm, it's the Funny Friday, and I'm on!!! Christ! How did I pull it off????? Oh yah, I know..... **hmmph**

Anyway, it'll be a barrel of laughs; the Theme for this one is...
"FAI, The Musical"

If you want a total laugh, with brand new songs from me and Brush Shiels and co. tune in....

mwas
Majella

(sorry for the lack of posting, I couldn't be arsed)

I played tonight in The Hard Rock Cafe in Dublin for the Marie Keating Cancer Foundation to a full house. It was kewl. Why? Doing something for others. For people who might not be aware of the dangers of breast cancer. And for MY tits, whom I love.

Thanks Ronan.

Great to see you doing this.
majella
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.... Just a laugh... however, I heard over the airwaves that Twink, AKA Adele King, on a talent show on RTE.. wait til you hear it! She voted as the winner - yes the winner, and for a prize of 10,000 euro - it gets better... her best friends' daughter was the girl voted BY TWINK to win.

So I phoned the Joe Duffy show and gave my own two cents on the travesty - or euro, or dollar if the conversion was worth mentioning (don't mention conversions with the state of our own Rugby team at the moment, I would cry if I cared)

Now , this is not about the child, or her talent or lack of... this is about somebody who is so bent on building her own profile she didn't have the sense of integrity to say "I know this child and her Mother, so I cannot judge this part of the competion". Nope. Twink in all her glory came on our National radio station shouting down parents and concerned listeners all over the country stating "I know better than everyone else when it comes to talent" so there! (so there! is my own little bit, but I feel it fits admirably)

She was phoned by Live Line (I'd assume) and then roared and shouted down everyone on the line saying "I'D DO THE SAME TOMORROW (faux semi-West Brit accent) and refused to admit that what she did was at the very LEAST a conflict of interest.

I rest my case.

Now, what I said, is another day's work on this site, but for now.. I couldn't be arsed going into it..

Mwas
Majella

... hahhahaaa.... what a laugh! Joe Duffy is kewl.... Twink is a common trout who needs her hole kicked. And that's all I'll say on it...

Sincerely and will love,
Majella
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Who cares..... me? Maybe? Dunno.

I'm sitting here trying to get down tracks for the demo of the next album and I'm dying with - I mean ABSOLUTELY dying with a sore throat... I think it's a matter of days ladies and gentlemen. But don't send flowers. Send cash. Cash is so much nicer, and only matures with age, like a fine wine, but I don't have the hangover attached, just a nice, fat, huge bling bank balance. Thank you.

Omigaaaaawd! (yah, I'm nearly a South Sider) hasn't our Teflon Taoiseach (Bairtieeey) done really well? He has my vote. Anyone who can do what he does is bound to get trillions from other nations to keep our Keltic Toiger afloat.

The other half is away on business so I'm all here all on my lonesome too. Should I feel sorry for meself? Yah. I do. Folks, I do, but hey - he's gotta do it, just as I do, so it's kewl with me.

So... it just goes to show how bored I am to write to you. No offence, it's just life.

All the best,
Majella

.... most of us who were there are still coming down on completely legal prescription drugs, as for me, I"m doing really well. I'm only on one tablet a day now; unfortunately it's the size of a manhole.

I had the best weekend ever! 5000 people having a ball, listening to us muzos as we talked about *the muzak man* and the craic was mighty.

People I was introduced to refused to believe I'm Majella Murphy. My fame precedes me and often gets lost somewhere in an explanation that does not deserve to be aired.

I'd do it again, and again, and then again some more.

mwas
Majella

...yes! It's exactly 1 month and eight days give or take a day (you can find out the exact time; 7th 8th and 9th of Sept) to COIS FHARRAIGE! Am I lucky? Am I beautiful? Am I blessed by the gods? Am I incredible? Probably all four, but most importantly I can't wait for it. Officially I'm supporting Paddy Casey and Republic of Loose with Ocean Colour Scene. Unoficially they're supporting me; well... they will be by the end of the first night. Am I grounded about the whole experience which will hit me like a ton of bricks on my delicate forhead that has otherwise been poisoned by the lack of alcohol and drugs? You bet your arses I am NOT.

Cois Fharraige is the biggest music/surfing event to have ever hit Ireland!!! And before you Yanks start snickering all the way from your peroxide roots, Ireland hosted the World Surfing Championships in 1998 and our waves are among the kewlest to beat on this earth. I heard from a very reliable source that most of the contestants at the WC in '98 made it out of the water without frostbite and the water was even drinkable - unlike our poor Galway neighbours at the moment, but that's another story. A few miracles occurred too. Miracle one; The archBishop of Galway didn't show up looking for free publicity; Miracle two; I was surfing in France at the time (would you believe it!!!?? of all the times to be away. It's like forgetting to do the lotto when your numbers come up), but I'm not bitter.. heck no. I'm crapping myself with excitement. I'll have my boogie board, flippers, surf board, 5 mil wetsuit and if ANYONE gets on my wave I'll kick their arses; of course that does not include some 6ft4 buff lifeguard fighting to give me mouth to mouth as he drags me out of the kiddie pool, but again dear readers, that is another story. I've so many stories my head gets squashed with it all, but I struggle on. And on. And on. And... well, you get the message.

I was at the launch of the Cois Fharraige event playing with Ocean Colour Scene and 28 Costumes. Great bunch of lads, but I've totally fallen for Simon from Ocean CS. He's hilarious and reall kewl. He even said from the stage that I'm a great singer with even greater tits. Thank you Simon. What a heartfelt message. mwas.

I hear from certain circles that all people famous and I mean really famous do not write blogs in the first person. They say....
..."The great nymph Majella Murphy will perform to an enthralled audience who will weep to her every dolcet tone as she sings of life, love and coming through it all......" blah blah blah

I have been told to do this. So here goes......ahem...
(Crows cheers)
"The great Majella Murphy will perform tonight to an enthralled audience who are anxiously waiting for the next band, and hopefully she will show her fantastic tits, although since she couldn't be arsed, you will just have to do with her singing. NO, she is not Girls Aloud as she has never done Kareoki (badly) so she'll be on stage and take her as you see her.. blah blah blah...although she might just (if egged on) break up a hotel room - misplace a napkin or use a wrong fork - and that might just get her up there with Paris, who broke a nail last Tuesday. We will be there when/if it happens..."

On another note, I live at the top of the Hill while Bono lives near the bottom. Somwhere in the middle is Enya and that racing driver who keeps beeping me on my longboard as I'm just trying to get home - e v e r y day and I think The Edge is five doors down from us too. So I'll be inviting them too. I've often passed by their gaffs on the board, and Im a legit neighbour, and in the business, but to date none of them have rushed out to the front doors to ask me in for tea; even a cup of sugar would be kewl, but nope, not yet. Maybe it's the speed of me passing on my board? We'll see. Enya seems to be constantly out (lights are never on in the castle) and Bono's gaff's gate is seemingly closed any time I've passed it. And have any of you had the esperience of skating UP Killiney Hill? I rest my case. Actually, have any of you ever had the experience of bombing DOWN killiney hill? Or Dalkey Hill? It's a pisser I tell ye. I've seen angels, white lights, Karma and Michael who owns the shop screaming at me something like 'You're mad! Slow down! One more stunt like that an.........." I've never hung round long enough to get the end of his contributions. Bummer.

Dear Sweet Jesus who made us - ah feck that I'm an agnostic. Agnostic sounds like someone with nasal problems, so nah, I'm just somene who believes that Jesus or the rest of the did NOT get the message from God to frighten the shit out of generation after generation and sit back when even those those generations gave all they have tothe Church, only to have so may little children abused by them; and not just the Catholic Church. But Most Religious beliefs.

I remember I was six. In a Catholic School and being forced to learn our Catechism (what stuff you have to learn by rote mostly, of what God expects ofyou once you receive Holy Communion)
And so I learned all the stuff that if yu steal with your right hand then you'll get your rigt hand chopped off - I was nine when I heard that sermon. The day before I climbed over a neighbours gate and stole from her apple tree her two prized apples! I was in the adult choir at this stage and Christ! Talk about being blacklisted! I was wearing a little while dress, looked like butter wouldn't melt in my mouth, and the whole female section just stared at me throughout the whole mass. I only found out after the the soprano was the owner of the tree. It's a small world eh? I think I suffered a memory block after that and only stole apples with my left hand from there on. Whew.
And from here I sign off. COIS FHARRAIGE. LOOK IT UP. SEPT 7,8,AND9TH OF SEPT. Should be a great weekend. 5000 people surfing, swimming, making fools of themselves and listening to the greatest bands in the country and beyond. Woohoooo! And I'm one of them.
Lucky me

...yes! It's exactly 1 month and eight days give or take a day (you can find out the exact time; 7th 8th and 9th of Sept) to COIS FHARRAIGE! Am I lucky? Am I beautiful? Am I blessed by the gods? Am I incredible? Probably all four, but most importantly I can't wait for it. Officially I'm supporting Paddy Casey and Republic of Loose with Ocean Colour Scene. Unoficially they're supporting me; well... they will be by the end of the first night. Am I grounded about the whole experience which will hit me like a ton of bricks on my delicate forhead that has otherwise been poisoned by the lack of alcohol and drugs? You bet your arses I am NOT.

Cois Fharraige is the biggest music/surfing event to have ever hit Ireland!!! And before you Yanks start snickering all the way from your peroxide roots, Ireland hosted the World Surfing Championships in 1998 and our waves are among the kewlest to beat on this earth. I heard from a very reliable source that most of the contestants at the WC in '98 made it out of the water without frostbite and the water was even drinkable - unlike our poor Galway neighbours at the moment, but that's another story. A few miracles occurred too. Miracle one; The archBishop of Galway didn't show up looking for free publicity; Miracle two; I was surfing in France at the time (would you believe it!!!?? of all the times to be away. It's like forgetting to do the lotto when your numbers come up), but I'm not bitter.. heck no. I'm crapping myself with excitement. I'll have my boogie board, flippers, surf board, 5 mil wetsuit and if ANYONE gets on my wave I'll kick their arses; of course that does not include some 6ft4 buff lifeguard fighting to give me mouth to mouth as he drags me out of the kiddie pool, but again dear readers, that is another story. I've so many stories my head gets squashed with it all, but I struggle on. And on. And on. And... well, you get the message.

I was at the launch of the Cois Fharraige event playing with Ocean Colour Scene and 28 Costumes. Great bunch of lads, but I've totally fallen for Simon from Ocean CS. He's hilarious and reall kewl. He even said from the stage that I'm a great singer with even greater tits. Thank you Simon. What a heartfelt message. mwas.

I hear from certain circles that all people famous and I mean really famous do not write blogs in the first person. They say....
..."The great nymph Majella Murphy will perform to an enthralled audience who will weep to her every dolcet tone as she sings of life, love and coming through it all......" blah blah blah

I have been told to do this. So here goes......ahem...
(Crows cheers)
"The great Majella Murphy will perform tonight to an enthralled audience who are anxiously waiting for the next band, and hopefully she will show her fantastic tits, although since she couldn't be arsed, you will just have to do with her singing. NO, she is not Girls Aloud as she has never done Kareoki (badly) so she'll be on stage and take her as you see her.. blah blah blah...although she might just (if egged on) break up a hotel room - misplace a napkin or use a wrong fork - and that might just get her up there with Paris, who broke a nail last Tuesday. We will be there when/if it happens..."

On another note, I live at the top of the Hill while Bono lives near the bottom. Somwhere in the middle is Enya and that racing driver who keeps beeping me on my longboard as I'm just trying to get home - e v e r y day and I think The Edge is five doors down from us too. So I'll be inviting them too. I've often passed by their gaffs on the board, and Im a legit neighbour, and in the business, but to date none of them have rushed out to the front doors to ask me in for tea; even a cup of sugar would be kewl, but nope, not yet. Maybe it's the speed of me passing on my board? We'll see. Enya seems to be constantly out (lights are never on in the castle) and Bono's gaff's gate is seemingly closed any time I've passed it. And have any of you had the esperience of skating UP Killiney Hill? I rest my case. Actually, have any of you ever had the experience of bombing DOWN killiney hill? Or Dalkey Hill? It's a pisser I tell ye. I've seen angels, white lights, Karma and Michael who owns the shop screaming at me something like 'You're mad! Slow down! One more stunt like that an.........." I've never hung round long enough to get the end of his contributions. Bummer.

Dear Sweet Jesus who made us - ah feck that I'm an agnostic. Agnostic sounds like someone with nasal problems, so nah, I'm just somene who believes that Jesus or the rest of the did NOT get the message from God to frighten the shit out of generation after generation and sit back when even those those generations gave all they have tothe Church, only to have so may little children abused by them; and not just the Catholic Church. But Most Religious beliefs.

I remember I was six. In a Catholic School and being forced to learn our Catechism (what stuff you have to learn by rote mostly, of what God expects ofyou once you receive Holy Communion)
And so I learned all the stuff that if yu steal with your right hand then you'll get your rigt hand chopped off - I was nine when I heard that sermon. The day before I climbed over a neighbours gate and stole from her apple tree her two prized apples! I was in the adult choir at this stage and Christ! Talk about being blacklisted! I was wearing a little while dress, looked like butter wouldn't melt in my mouth, and the whole female section just stared at me throughout the whole mass. I only found out after the the soprano was the owner of the tree. It's a small world eh? I think I suffered a memory block after that and only stole apples with my left hand from there on. Whew.
And from here I sign off. COIS FHARRAIGE. LOOK IT UP. SEPT 7,8,AND9TH OF SEPT. Should be a great weekend. 5000 people surfing, swimming, making fools of themselves and listening to the greatest bands in the country and beyond. Woohoooo! And I'm one of them.
Lucky me