This Much I Know: Phil Cawley

I’ve always been a bit of a showman deep down. My idea of misery is a world without music.

I grew up in Chapelizod on the edge of Dublin city, it was very rural back then. I had two brothers and two sisters. I was the youngest. I was a spoilt child, or so I am told.

At school, I was the class clown. I wasn’t into performance as such. It was more of a one-man show or nothing. At home, I’d be the one dragged down to tell jokes when we had visitors.