Abrakebabra!

Yes, Abrakebabra is the name of a Dublin Kebab shop. Walking down to the river this morning I also noticed a Bike shop called Cyclelogical. Little things...

The weather today, is, touch plastic, so much better than yesterday's tempest. It's cold but the sun is shining brightly down on the hordes of tourists doing their Christmas shopping (already!).

I had the best breakfast ever at the Elephant & Castle in Temple Bar. I love the smell of bacon in the morning. It has set me up for a day of leisurely wandering around from record shop to record shop. Perhaps I'll go to Davy Byrnes for a crab sandwich?

My thanks must go to Thomas for providing me with a ticket last night. It was a good show but Bruce and the band made a few odd unexpected flubs, probably due to tiredness - this was the first time that they've played three nights in a row. The tour premiere of For You was dedicated to the nutters who queued up all day in the freezing, driving rain. Tomorrow I'm off to Belfast for the last show of the tour.

Setlist (courtesy of Backstreets):
Atlantic City/John Henry/Old Dan Tucker/The Ghost of Tom Joad/O Mary Don't You Weep/Jesse James/Further On (Up the Road)/Erie Canal/For You/My Oklahoma Home/If I Should Fall Behind/Mrs. McGrath/How Can a Poor Man Stand Such Times and Live?/Jacob's Ladder/Long Time Comin'/Jesus Was an Only Son/Open All Night/Pay Me My Money Down
Encore: We Shall Overcome/Blinded By the Light/When the Saints Go Marching In/This Little Light of Mine/American Land