No place like home (apparently)

As Y2K02 draws to a close, we here at HP towers thought it only right that we draw your attention to the plethora of young Irish talent emerging nationwide. Here we present you, oh worthy dotcommers, with a fit-to-burst account of our infamous Homefront column over the past 12 months.
Read it and weep (with joy, natch)

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head banged (old style) with trad metallers Cruachan,
mesmirised by the sonic assault of Dublin's Connect 4 Orchestra,
delighted by Birr singersongwriter Roesy,
bowled over by the ferocious pop of The Dudley Corporation,
confounded by Cork tykes Fred,
thrilled by the gorgeously melodic La Rocca,
rocked into oblivion by Limerick's Woodstar,
grunged to the last by Kilkenny noiseniks Stone Beth,
stunned by guitarry wizardry from Rodrigo & Gabriela,
enthralled by shimmering popsters The Waiting Room,
lulled into acoustic bliss by Goodtime John,
shocked by Northern guitar merchants Berkeley,
enticed by the explosive power pop of Sonora,
enchanted by the wonderful Voyeurs,
charmed by West Clare songwriter J-Healy,
luminated by indie electronicists Super AD,
jazzed up and skanked out by Dubliners Heavy Flow,
smacked in the face by the raw energy of Clann Zu,
mystified by dance-pop retrofuturists Hi Rise,
all popped out with David C,
digitally blipped by Autamata and
intrigued by the arty farty Tycho Brahe