Conor’s songs are set in the working-class suburban Dublin of his formative years. They depict everyday local characters as they negotiate life’s various pressures and challenges. Conor does not mind comparisons with Billy Bragg, Michael Head, Bruce Springsteen and their many disciples. But he will quip that none of those guys are from Clondalkin.
Conor’s stories and themes could be pulled from the pages of an evening newspaper. He sings about railway stations, butcher shops and endless cups of tea. His songs lack sentimentality and instead, they capture those small neighbourhood details that typically slip through the cracks. The whispered conversations at the pub about the couple whose marriage is floundering. Or the rumour about the wild kid who has found unlikely and fleeting calm in a new girlfriend.