Lunch Time – Majella’s new release

Due to the fact that Majella couldn’t organise a piss-up in a brewery, Majella’s new single’lunchtime’ will be available for download NEXT FRIDAY, Jan 17th, 2017.  

She’s back.  Skateboard slinging, odd shoes donning and promised a permanent bed in a lock-up ward by the age of thirty.  But she’s a singer and a poet.   With her mind stabilised again, for the first time in nearly seven years she has re-recorded ‘lunchtime’ and is releasing it tomorrow on iTunes… Friday.

What’s it like? It’s like being mental and knowing it…. A total pain in the arse she says.  But often knowing it too late.
‘Lunchtime’ is a beautiful simple ballad written about a girl who falls in love over the phone.   ‘if you want to know more just listen to the song’ she tells me as we sup our tea in front of the fire, with two of her dogs jumping all over my new skirt an blouse.
Oblivious to the fact that I don’t like dogs on my lap, she smiles from ear to ear taking pictures of me and Columbo (her Coton de Tulear from Madagascar) and she fixes the headphones over my ears so I can listen to her new song.
I like it.  I like that she likes it.  My main prayer is that Majella will find happiness.
‘I love ya to bits’ I tell her.
‘And I love you even more Mammy’.
We sup our tea.
(Press release written by Majella and her mother Gretta who passed away on St. Patrick’s day last year)

 

new single, ‘Too Small To Follow’ out this Thursday

howya lads… I’m really excited about the release of the new single, and I’m in the studio all day every day in Blarney Co. Cork.  Loving it with the lads, Mick Daly and Dave Murphy.  I’m getting ready for gigs in October, November, December.

Life is good.  Life is really good.  

 

I’ve done a few things and I’ve said a few words

And the thoughts in my head I’d afraid to be heard

But then there’s the truth and the lie that it holds

So who are we now?  I ask you.

 

Sure I ruffle the dogs lying on the setee

And they’ve more cop on than most, between you and me

As a sentient being I’ve lived there before

So who are we now?  I ask you.

 

As Austria runs with the ball up the field

There’s still a slight chance that we’ll make it next year

And if we don’t I won’t be shedding a tear

So who am I now?  I ask you.

 

I’m the stars in the sky I’m the sun as it sets

I’m the mad little woman who’s prone to forget

And I watch my mind or else it’s game match and set

So who are you now?  I ask you.

 

And we may work it out in this limitless time

And we’ll fight over who owns what and if it’s mine

Then we’ll make up again with our friend Ol’ Angzine

We’re all the one, I swear it’s true.

 

Majella sept. 10, 21.29 – 2013