I'd a dream last night that I was going into space. My main concern was not that Ireland, despite suffering a horrendous economic down turn, had somehow managed a space program. Nor was it that the food in the space ship was mainly cornflakes, in the boxes as you would buy from the supermarket.

No, my main concern was that I didnt have enough socks.

This can only be read as a panic dream ahead of the next General Fiasco tour. It doesnt represent anything deep or meaningful. It simply suggests I need more socks before the next General Fiasco tour.

The Dates are here , come along and bring socks.

We're very close to announcing a new signing / release on the label. Its one of the most accomplished records Ive heard in years. Hopefully in next weeks blog we'll have info and maybe even some music from the band.