The Blindboy Podcast

Blindboy I’m sorry I Havnt reviewed until now. I’ve been listening from day 1. The knowledge you provide, your hot takes your phone call podcast and the mental health podcast have all been so good and relative. You’ve been devout to us all for years with podcasts on Xmas day while others don’t. Your cognitive podcasts have kept me strong when life has been tough. Thank you so much for your time and effort and I’m so glad to see your continued success. Dog bless.

This podcast is the best thing in the world, I could listen to him go on and on about whatever for hours. As a mam of a peculiar little boy, sometimes I wish I could give him a hug.

Imagine slipping into a warm bath, with your favorite cuppa, while Blindboy himself rips open the fabric of existence and pokes around in the gaps. That’s every episode of The Blindboy Podcast. This isn’t just a podcast; it’s a space odyssey—only instead of aliens, Blindboy’s navigating the vast galaxy of the Irish psyche, capitalism, mental health, art, music, and whatever strange phenomena spark his curiosity on a Tuesday afternoon. Blindboy’s voice is like a soothing hypnotist on the best kind of power trip. There he is, softly ranting about existential dread or explaining why meditation is like eating porridge, and suddenly he’s casually tearing down the myth of individualism or analyzing how a random packet of Tayto represents 20th-century Ireland. He shifts from absurd humor to raw truth like it’s nothing. You never know if you’re about to hear a heartfelt reflection on trauma or a spot-on rant about the corruption of late-stage capitalism. He’s got this beautiful knack for making you laugh while casually dismantling the world around you. Listening to The Blindboy Podcast feels like going down a rabbit hole of the everyday surreal. It’s mad, it’s mind-bending, it’s therapy in podcast form—and all of it wrapped up in the wit and charm of one of Ireland’s most brilliant (and masked) minds.

Fairly late coming to the podcast. Randomly came across it, as didn’t really know who Blindboy was (don’t remember the horse thing). A good mix of the interesting, joyful curiosity, and “Jesus I’m glad someone ‘public’ is saying that out loud”.