Any review of the Electric Picnic experience can be justifiably called a post-mortem - there have been traumas, blunt force abuse of livers and inhumane conditions - but of course the object of the exercise is enjoyment and this also occured. I don’t recall right now how the West Cork Ukulele Orchestra came into my life, that is, the sequence of events that lead us to the performance area in the Slow Food section, but I have been able to hang on to the enthusiasm I felt on hearing them this past Saturday. I have also hung on to the enthusiasm I felt hearing them this past Sunday when we returned with a bigger group of soon-to-be-converts, got seats closer to the act and also led the dancing at the end of the set. Maybe not meeting all the requirements for the dictionary definition of an orchestra the group comprises … There’s more →