It’s weird.
It’s like looking into a mirror to the future…
Culch has the review, I thought he was brilliant and relentlessly smart and different as always.
http://www.culch.ie/2009/06/28/barnacles-are-the-work-of-vandals-bill-bailey-at-dublins-olympia/
Want to know how I got to meet him?
Not because I work in the meeja here. Nope.
Not because he reads my increasingly patchy blog. Nope.
I posted this on Twitpic at the end of his gig:
https://twitter.com/rickoshea/status/2363545495
Turns out @brogenhayes was in the private bar afterwards, knowing some mutual friends. The bould @realbillbailey takes out his phone, shows the picture of the gig and she says “I know him, he’s in the bar next door” and thus I was ushered in…
The magic of Twitter my friends…
11 thoughts on “The Night I Met Bill Bailey…”
cool story!
Jammy get…
The magic of twitter indeed!
Ah i love the magic of twitter. met MayKay from Fight Like Apes because of twitter
You’re still a jammy fecker
*bows*
Beard heaven 🙂
Are you implying that Bill Bailey looks older than you?
Hey, all you need now are hair extensions at the back!
Lest you forget the Bill Bailey/Bo Peep beard-off I tagged you in ages ago.
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