Happy Bloomsday everyone. Another excuse to dress up in fancy clothes and get drunk. Sadly, the only time I was in Dublin, I missed the holiday by one day and I’ve regretted it ever since.
And before any of you literary snobs get up in arms, I recognize that the above audio is Joyce reading from Finnegan’s Wake and not oh, say, Ulysses, where the holiday is derived from, but we’re working with limited resources and I really wanted to find Joyce’s actual voice. Strange that his accent is such a country-Irish accent and not one from the city.