This is the archive Mr Bubbles keeps: whatever's worth holding onto, whichever direction the songwriting's gone this year, plus clips friends have handed over because they trust him more than the internet.
Press play from the Setlist and the record keeps spinning no matter where you wander next — that's the whole point of the player at the bottom.
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Angry Joy
The Setlist
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Everything here plays through the deck at the bottom of the page, so it keeps going while you read or browse the reel.
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The deck plays Spotify, Bandcamp or SoundCloud embeds — whichever a track lives on. Send the links over and they get wired straight in, no rebuild needed.
The Reel
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Video from us, and from friends who let Mr Bubbles hold onto their footage. Mostly YouTube, since original files are a lost cause with most of this lot.
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Send a YouTube link and who it's from (you, or which friend) and it goes straight into the reel.
Kinky Links
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Friends' projects, one-off finds, whatever doesn't fit anywhere else on this site but is still worth a click. Mr Bubbles vouches for all of it.
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Send a title, the link itself, who it's from, and a line on why it's worth including — it goes straight in and opens in a new tab.
The Curator
Mr Bubbles,
approximately
Mr Bubbles isn't a person so much as a firewall.
He was invented years ago to keep a very ordinary working week separate from a much noisier post-punk habit — a name to put on the songs and lyrics so the two lives never had to shake hands. The music has since drifted somewhere quieter and more Irish, more acoustic, more session-in-the-back-room than gig-in-the-basement. Mr Bubbles stayed on anyway.
These days he's less a stage name and more a job title: he holds the archive, files what comes in, and now minds tracks, clips and odd links passed along by friends who'd rather they lived here than nowhere at all. Mr Bubbles Presents is the shelf he keeps it all on — Angry Joy is just what he calls the music, specifically.
More of the story — and more of the archive — gets added as it exists. Nothing here is finished; it's just kept.