From Fontaines D.C.'s poetic punk to bands like Just Mustard and The Murder Capital, the Irish capital (and its surrounding towns) is turned all the way up.
Well, it’s real, but it’s not real-real.
I don’t know what it is but it’s bad. And it's yours for €700 per month.
"I got kneed, elbowed, and what felt like a whack of a baton.”
"But Dublin isn't London—" shut up and read the column, I swear to god.
Well look, we’ve got a long boy right here.
Listen to "Lie to Me," a new track from the Dublin band's upcoming EP.
A new generation of largely Dublin rappers is taking aim at political inequalities and the stereotypes holding their scene back.
In defence – kind of – of my hometown, which was recently voted one of the worst cities in the world to move to.