The Plastic Paddies are a trio of Irish bards, playing wholesome, traditional Celtic tunes about murder, drinkin’, and high-seas debauchery. Their mix of folk music, sea shanties, and irreverent original songs are mixed with an oversized dose of witty banter and raucous audience participation. The result is a musical comedy show that’s part sing-along, part vaudeville comedy with a Gaelic twist.

Individual Bios: Though they won’t admit to it in polite company, The Plastic Paddies consist of:

Jonny O’Hartley Jonny is the Plastic Paddies’ bodhran player, lead vocalist, occasional tenor ukulele player, and professional silly little guy. He’s been hittin’ things to a rhythm for nigh on 30 years now, and he has a soft place in his heart for his dear old ma and yellin’ at strangers. When he’s not craicin’ a joke or beatin’ out a jaunty tune, he can usually be found in the company of his lovely wife, a gaggle of energetic dogs, and one very manic squirrel.

Seamus McGill-O’Leary (“…it’s a hyphenate”) Seamus plays the lead mandolin, provides backup vocals, and growls like an angry pirate. He’s been pluckin’ at things with strings since he was knee high to a leprechaun, and has been cleverly disguised as a responsible adult for longer than he’d care to admit. When he isn’t on stage he’s either brewing or drinking strong ale and porter, engaging in a fine bit o’ whiskey snobbery, or taking a game of Dungeons & Dragons way too seriously.

Clare O’Reilly Clare plays guitar and banjo, and provides backup vocals. She’s been singing since before she could talk, and can’t remember a time when she wasn’t trying to be the center of attention. Her accompanying The Plastic Patties is a stepping stone while she waits for the Proclaimers to call her back. When she isn’t performing, she can be searched for sailing the balmy islands of Southeast Alaska, infiltrating Ren Faires, or phlebotomizing small animals. No guarantee she can be found.