John Hynes

Born in Dublin during the gunpowder plot anniversary. Brought home to the valley and named simply John, narrowly avoiding the populists choice of the papal John Paul. This began a habit for bucking trends without going too mad about it. His parents sang to him strange songs from other times and danced around the kitchen.He went to school, smoked chocolate cigarettes and freewheeled round the block. He wrestled with his friends in the long grass, his smothering finishing move a playground legend. His mother told him he was just big boned.He tunelessly jammed on his brothers guitar. He got his own guitar. He wrote songs.But alas! He grew up, got a job and wore a suit.He still wrote songs. After a decade of slumbering faith he said “No more!” He recorded some songs and was awakened.