Porter Boys Social Club, where do we start? 

Reared on the highlands of south Monaghan with dubious politics and the odd ballad, the Marron brothers channelled their political radicalisation into haphazard noise they call music. 

Fearing they hit a wall, the brothers stumbled across the wizard of mid Louth, James Luckie. 

Now with the unstoppable folk configuration of two brothers and another fella they have been described by Hot Press as “if Woody Guthrie joined The Velvet Underground,” the band have denied these rumours claiming it sounds more like a mangled badger got into a scrap with James Luckie. 

If you like pints, pageantry and political indoctrination, you might just tolerate Porter Boys Social Club on their quest to make ballads loud, punk catchy and debauchery fashionable again.