The National Concert Hall 2015- back to that beautiful chandelier room with the incredible Steinway Piano on January 16th, 2018-ideal Christmas present, to wipe away

Paying for the inconvenience she gets up in the morning dissatisfied.  Annoyed with herself she looks out the kitchen window at the Bullfinches feasting on the

I’m definitely wearing one of them bloody masks the next time I get on an airplane; I don’t care how stupid I look. I mean

Friday, December 28th: Green Acres, WexfordSunday, March 10th: The Saint, Asbury Park, NJSunday, March 17th: Joe’s Pub, New York, NY I’m going around here, where am I going?

Look, after a year of hurting and sometimes blurting, I just want to say to all my friends, no matter which side you’re on, you’re

I’m back from County Clare, it’s four and a quarter hours from there to here.  Bernard, who was hosting the gig in the old reformed

I Have a friend who does a sock and a shoe, and a sock and a shoe. He was very annoyed when we all laughed at

Blown away in Brighton. I grew up by the sea, it lived across the road from us on the quay, upstairs in the sitting room

Check out this interview that I did recently with KCLR 96FM, ahead of my gig in Kilkenny:

Just got back from a couple of gigs in the West of Ireland.  Hit Cork City, then drove south west to Ballydehob, or as I

  Yick, yick, yick, goes the Blackbird at the top of leafless Tree.  I wonder why it is leafless?  Clare say’s it’s dead. “Hmm, and

I was lying on the floor at the Gym, the Asser Levy, a public Gym, I like it because it’s cheap, and because normal people

Photo taken at The Saint Asbury Park on Sunday March 11th 2018 (c) Kathleen Connally I haven’t got the time to write this really. I’m

The front of my building. Manhattan in the 80’s                                               Pierce Turner © 2018     Philip buzzed me in. Buzzers were a luxury then. Some of

Before I start-something urgent needs to be brought to your attention if you are in Ireland-On January 16th I will be at the National Concert

  With Cillian Vallely and Fred Parcells at the 11th Street Bar last month in the East Village. Got the fire going, the shed is

The first time that I came across a venue that didn’t pay its artists, was Sine over on St Marks Place. Shane, the owner, was

This paper was presented by Dr Irene Lucchitti of the University of Wollongong at the 2017 conference of the International Association for the Study of

The Little Greek Basil Plant.   Clare takes the Greek Basil plant out of the car and apologizes to it, it’s been scrunched in the

                                          This photo taken in

Pierce Turner Ensemble at Legends On Sunday April 23rd 5pm-at 6 W33rd St bet 6th and 7th Avenue. “Yesterday I took the C train up

  THE PERMIST   © Pierce Turner 2017   I remember when there was a hairdresser in my hometown of Wexford called Tony Myler, who gave

2 Commercial Quay- continued.   I looked out the window at the old black Anglia, silently parked on the quay by the tracks where the

Tried to find an old photo from the shop, all I could find was this one which had been superimposed on the shot for Love

Flying back in the snow!   We were flying over JFK in the snow, Dublin had been a hairy experience, sitting at the departure lounge

                      My Father is the last one on the right, front row “Steven’s Preparing To

Steven’s Preparing To Leave” (Had to cut this into 2 parts) Part 1   Why beat around the bush, when you can go right through

                              I always wanted a toilet in the kitchen Six days

                 The Tron Theatre Glasgow Friday January 20th, 2017-The Celtic Connections Festival Communication was a major problem for

It was a cold lonely feeling, to get dropped off on a rainy Monday in January at the tall wall of Rosslare Harbour by my

This is Not the Renault 5, an Austin I think from the 50’s or 60’s? I’m not complaining or anything, maybe the amount of odd

Come to Glasgow’s Celtic Connection Festival on Jan 20th – first time I’ve played there in years. http://www.celticconnections.com/events/Pages/event.aspx?ev=d19ab5be-59e5-4789-90f7-a6a601314b39 Seamus Ennis Centre Naul, Fingle Co Dublin

I confess to have slipped of late, slipped into a kind of slothery called TV. It all began in earnest about six weeks ago with

The mood was jubilant driving away from Coughlans of Cork on Thursday night. The gig had been sold out and extra stools had to be

St Iberius Wexford Dec 3rd 2016 with the Irish Ensemble: Mick Egan in the front, behind him Paula Cox, on my other side Garvan Gallagher,

Camille and Pierce singing “More” Mike’s cat sleeps in the back of his car, he parks it around the back of his house somewhere down

Christmas In Ireland “What do you fancy for dinner?” “I dunno” I was hunched over the piano warming down my voice after rehearsing with Paula

“It’s come to the end of the season; everyone’s brooding or teething” This is a line from You Are Leaving, a so-far unheralded track from

I’m on Temperature Control It’s Tuesday morning; late with the Monday morning milk, again! Last night we went to a fancy pizza place with our

This story The Mender  is intended for my book whenever it comes to be.  I posted it on Facebook once and found out that a

Bernard possessed an encyclopedic knowledge of Opera The first time I became aware of Bernard was at the Wexford Railway station one early January when

  (Please let me know that you are out there, make a short comment, it can get lonely otherwise. And thanks for an amazing gig

Thursday morning 11:07 it’s 85 degrees and 90% humidity, not sure if we should open the windows or keep them closed.  We’ve had the AC

Joe’s Pub Thursday July 21st at 7pm The Pierce Turner Ensemble http://publictheater.org/Tickets/Calendar/PlayDetailsCollection/Joes-Pub/2016/P/Pierce-Turner-Ensemble/ It’s Monday July 4th, it hasn’t been an easy week up till now. The

I am back in NYC getting ready for the Frank McCourt 20th Anniversary show this Sunday at the Sheen Centre in Manhattan (sold out) it’s

The weather man on Channel 2 is a red haired fella with black horn-rimmed glasses. He’s a dapper little fella and always makes a crack

Why do they keep the pepper off in a sacred place? They make such a big deal out of it. The table has a little

The flu came on Friday afternoon, my sister Bernie and her son Gareth arrived in New York on Sunday afternoon. We planned to prepare a

The house is creaking like an old ship; I hear a woman’s voice that I don’t recognize in the apartment up above, she is talking

Last night I had a dream. I had a dream last night that I wrote the perfect hit song. I was able to look at

I may be digressing, or maybe this is progression. One time I played five times a week, and had a team of roadies to set

The blog, the blog, jays I nearly forgot about the blog. I’ve been watching the Oscars all night, the back of my head is embedded

We started minding dogs through a website that offers boarding jobs for animals. At first we did it for the extra dosh, but right away

We went to our favourite restaurant in the village the other night. Our friend Chris came down from Westchester for his birthday and we went

That evening I told Clare about what happened, and she was sympathetic, seeing that I was plainly upset. She had no answer however, and was

A French photographer that had been looking at me said it was magnificent and wondered could he come by the next day and photograph me

Today New York has been hushed by a blanket of virgin snow – this beehive city is slowed to the gait of a polar bear

There was a sing song of Bowie’s songs in Union Square on Friday night – a young attractive crowd seemed to know every word. David

1916 Down rising, and then up Rise (photo of Pier A that night) The black waves are crashing against the jetty, far off and silent.

So my dear ones, if I say Happy New Year, will that have any effect on you really? Probably not.  Why? Maybe because it will

Is being the best all there is? And if so, being the best at what? Being the best at winning whatever game it is that

                  “So have you seen that movie yet?” “Which one?” “The one with all the terrific Irish

It was a common enough occurrence to see the artist Quentin Crisp strolling along the street in the East Village. You knew with absolute certainty

The readout on the colourful dashboard read 110 rpm and I had the level up to 12 where it usually is. I was cycling at

This is a crazy city, every year it just gets crazier. In the 80s it was crazy dirty, drugs everywhere, lawlessness like the wild west.

Today I decided it was time to find out more about Novak. He was standing in the sun on the corner of 14th Street and First

It’s 12:46 on Thursday morning, I am sitting on the futon by the window next to First Avenue. Outside somewhere, a saxophone is playing, wailing

I’ve been living in the East Village now for the better part of my life. And yet I know very few people by name from