
I was really chuffed to see Bayley get as much representation as Bruce and Paul, as he fronted the band during a very difficult time in the band’s history when various UK magazines decided to put the boot in and supported Cobain and Corgan’s decidedly middle class brand of corporate “rebellion” instead of our then “unfashionable” heroes. You may notice that we’re standing in front of a Blaze-era Maiden mural. Oh, I should also add I nearly got run over by the bar staff’s car.Īnyway, once I get in I find myself a seat beside a framed Aces High poster that’s exactly like the one my brother and me had in our bedroom growing up and I begin looking at all the different Maiden nick nacks. Thankfully he did and myslef about a dozen Maiden fans all had to sit outside and wait 2hours til they opened up at 10pm (they wouldn’t be fans of rushing themselves in Portugal). After a taxi journey of about 20minutes I was starting to get nervous that Steve Harris wouldn’t open the place at all. At that point I’d been a Maiden fanatic for two years and now that I’ve finally visited it, I wanna go back again.Īt that point I was verrrry relieved that the pub was even open.


I’ve wanted to visit Eddie’s Bar ever since I saw a poster for it in Woolies in Newry in about 1990. Just a word of warning though for the casual reader-what follows is a fuck load of snaps of me throwing up the HORNS beside assorted Iron Maiden memorabilia, so if you don’t rock, then it’s best to look elsewhere… Well it’s a week since I’ve returned from Portugal and now I’ve some deadlines outta the way-here’s a fraction of the photos of Eddie’s Bar.
