Expecting the country’s second city to offer a range of entertainment venues comparable to those in Dublin would not be realistic; even the most optimistic of Cork’s boosters and promoters would, we hope, be prepared to accept that as a statement of undeniable fact. It would, though, be fair to ask if it could be improved — and if so, how.
Faced with stone from Sneem, facing down to Derrynane and Kenmare Bay, and facing up to Dark Sky Reserve stars and nighttime galaxies via a diamond-shaped feature window, all to a musical backdrop of bass notes heard through open doors from an Art Deco baby grand piano once owned by booming-voiced English actor Brian Blessed... truly, there’s a lot going on to engage the senses at Arcadia.
THE singer prances about the stage, twisting his face into a devilish grimace as he belts out the blues standards. He’s part Mick Jagger, part James Brown and all Joe O’Callaghan. It’s a Monday night in the mid-1980s in Cork and Hot Guitars are playing in Sir Henrys.