Bobby Aherne’s place in the Dublin music scene seems to be one at the heart of every bit of wonderful, quirky offbeat pop music. His any guises over the years have seen Aherne, presumably, spending most of his life songwriting and releasing wonderful, offbeat little oddities to local acclaim, often deserving more love than he actually got.
His latest incarnation is ‘Sir Bobby Jukebox‘, a kind fo tongue-in-cheek branding of what has long been a solo project under the name ‘No Monster Club‘, in practice, at least. His new LP, in typical Aherne fashion, is available on an obscure label on cassette tape only, and (fortunately) online, and explores nostalgia and poetry, as you do.
I caught up with him on his latest buzz…
So first of all, the rebrand – what’s the story behind Sir Bobby Jukebox?
I’ve done a bunch of solo shows as ‘No Monster Club’ and it’s always felt kind of weird… after all, a club of one isn’t much of a club. So I wanted a different name for when it’s just me. That said, NMC was originally a solo thing, so I’m not sure what I was thinking there.
I’ve always found honorifics absurd, and none more so than ‘Sir’ – like being forced to call male teachers at school ‘Sir’? Also the caretaker in the building I used to live in would address me as ‘Sir’ about five times per sentence, which made me feel so awkward. And then I guess “Jukebox”, just because there’s nothing worse than when somebody finds out that you’re a musician and they ask you to give them a song – as if you’re a walking jukebox and they can put a 20p coin in your mouth and expect an Elvis impression or something.
So yeah, ‘Sir Bobby Jukebox’ was pretty much the most preposterous name I could come up with. A fitting mask for this charade.
“A fool has a great need of a title. It teaches men to call him count and duke and to forget his proper name of fool.” – John Crowne