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Mowl
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Gas the way 'Stars On 45' did Beethoven's Fifth with a disco beat back in the day.
These days heavy metal/death metal occupies the current cheesy higher ground when it comes to twee remixes.
ON another Irish note, last night 'over one hundred' people gathered outside the new Hoxton Hotel to let the (British) owners know that Dublin's not about give up and give up in relation to noise levels emanating from the Yamamori venue in the basement, which has been there for more years than the current hotel owners have. Word from the inner circle is that the hotel is currently renovating the older interior of what used to be Rí-Rá (we played the dance floor (two sets) on Thursday and Sunday nights) and the upstairs bar (The Globe) on Saturday nights (three sets) and Sunday early evenings. We never had a complaint, and we were fucking loud.
The Globe and Rí-Rá were Dublin's heartbeat for many years throughout the 1990's - which was its peak period. The club night on Thursdays was called 'Funk Off' and originated in the old Waterfront venue down along the quays from the very early 1990's and it really took off, which raised the capital required for the move to Rí-Rá as a dedicated 7-nighter dance venue. We played Funk Off from its opening night through to the closure and relocation back up into the city center along Sth Gt George's Street. It was a huge success, a money-spinner, and it employed lots of staff from the arts and cultural quarters of the day. For me it paid the rent and much more besides.
If the Hoxton group are successful in their chicanery, then they'll be looking to (a) shut down the competition (based on noise level complaints from their residents) and soon after, open their own venue in the old Rí-Rá location - striking yet another blow to Dublin's nightlife.
The numbers being bandied about ('more than one hundred people') was actually around two and a half thousand more than one hundred people, as per The Churnal's reportage. It's bollocks like this that's destroying Dublin's nightlife. Money is far more important than culture to these wankers. The more hotel rooms you create, the less fun there is to be found in the city as one venue after another topples like dominoes. I'm glad I no longer depend on that kind of work but I have nothing but excellent memories of the times we had. We were in the right place at the right time and managed to nail slots in a variety of the most popular joints in town including The POD, the Kitchen, The Chocolate Bar, The Globe, The DA Club (house band) Temple Bar Music Center, (house band) and many other nightclubs. Pub dates were a secondary route to extra cash but we never pursued them, instead letting them come to us as the new licensing laws tightened the screws on every venue in town. As a percussion duo/trio playing alongside many big-name DJ's, we were drafted in to perform a few sets at various club nights (including the mental Ormond Multi Media Center raves) to ensure the promoters got their license (no booze license without a live performance of some kind).
All in all, Dublin's fucked.
The current busiest nightclub in town is Copperfaced Jacks - a venue for coppers and nurses looking for 'de shift' and nineteen pints of yellow piss.
Ireland always manages to shoot herself in the foot these days - I'm glad I'm the fuck out of there and no longer dependent on her.
It's a damned shame but sure what can you do with the millennials of today?
They haven't a fucking clue how to arrange a start-up and see it through to profits.
But then again, the current musical offerings are as shite as their lame attitude.
If the Hoxton hotel manage to win out in the courts, then that's another of the final nails in Dublin's nightlife coffin.
These days heavy metal/death metal occupies the current cheesy higher ground when it comes to twee remixes.
ON another Irish note, last night 'over one hundred' people gathered outside the new Hoxton Hotel to let the (British) owners know that Dublin's not about give up and give up in relation to noise levels emanating from the Yamamori venue in the basement, which has been there for more years than the current hotel owners have. Word from the inner circle is that the hotel is currently renovating the older interior of what used to be Rí-Rá (we played the dance floor (two sets) on Thursday and Sunday nights) and the upstairs bar (The Globe) on Saturday nights (three sets) and Sunday early evenings. We never had a complaint, and we were fucking loud.
The Globe and Rí-Rá were Dublin's heartbeat for many years throughout the 1990's - which was its peak period. The club night on Thursdays was called 'Funk Off' and originated in the old Waterfront venue down along the quays from the very early 1990's and it really took off, which raised the capital required for the move to Rí-Rá as a dedicated 7-nighter dance venue. We played Funk Off from its opening night through to the closure and relocation back up into the city center along Sth Gt George's Street. It was a huge success, a money-spinner, and it employed lots of staff from the arts and cultural quarters of the day. For me it paid the rent and much more besides.
If the Hoxton group are successful in their chicanery, then they'll be looking to (a) shut down the competition (based on noise level complaints from their residents) and soon after, open their own venue in the old Rí-Rá location - striking yet another blow to Dublin's nightlife.
The numbers being bandied about ('more than one hundred people') was actually around two and a half thousand more than one hundred people, as per The Churnal's reportage. It's bollocks like this that's destroying Dublin's nightlife. Money is far more important than culture to these wankers. The more hotel rooms you create, the less fun there is to be found in the city as one venue after another topples like dominoes. I'm glad I no longer depend on that kind of work but I have nothing but excellent memories of the times we had. We were in the right place at the right time and managed to nail slots in a variety of the most popular joints in town including The POD, the Kitchen, The Chocolate Bar, The Globe, The DA Club (house band) Temple Bar Music Center, (house band) and many other nightclubs. Pub dates were a secondary route to extra cash but we never pursued them, instead letting them come to us as the new licensing laws tightened the screws on every venue in town. As a percussion duo/trio playing alongside many big-name DJ's, we were drafted in to perform a few sets at various club nights (including the mental Ormond Multi Media Center raves) to ensure the promoters got their license (no booze license without a live performance of some kind).
All in all, Dublin's fucked.
The current busiest nightclub in town is Copperfaced Jacks - a venue for coppers and nurses looking for 'de shift' and nineteen pints of yellow piss.
Ireland always manages to shoot herself in the foot these days - I'm glad I'm the fuck out of there and no longer dependent on her.
It's a damned shame but sure what can you do with the millennials of today?
They haven't a fucking clue how to arrange a start-up and see it through to profits.
But then again, the current musical offerings are as shite as their lame attitude.
If the Hoxton hotel manage to win out in the courts, then that's another of the final nails in Dublin's nightlife coffin.
Mowl
Member
Why did you post a video that no one can play, you stupid c*nt
What?
Are you on the Dutch Gold already, Jimmy?
You only woke up half an hour ago - according to your latest post on the kiddie site.
Outta bed, a quick shite, brush what's left of your teeth, a bite of toast and straight into the first slab of the day.
Zippy - your online Ma - must be very concerned about you, kid.
Manic Street Preachers: 'Kevin Carter'
Mowl
Member
Foo Fighters pulled a sweet one last night in Dingle: kind of reminds me of McCartney's 'Magical Mystery Tour' escapade except with Grohl it's a kind of full circle thing in that he came to Kerry after Cobain killed himself. He wanted to chill out and get his head together and on day as he's driving the Ring Of Kerry he picks up a teenage hitchhiker who was wearing a Nirvana t-shirt.
He clocked that he couldn't escape his past, so he went back home and started a new band.
It's a familiar story, one I've seen lesser known musicians and artists face in their own time.
They must have shifted the foundations under this little church they played:
Holds around 80 people: reminds me of a friend's place nearby: old hippy type, in his sixties, bought a disused church somewhere nearby Dingle and renovated it into an open plan home, resplendent in the original stained glass windows and the altar as his kitchen. Wasn't allowed to change anything about the structure, only add to it in non-permanent ways. Fucking awesome spot to live in.
Grohl's gonna face a few questions about his affair, hope he's ready for it - that shit can make/break a band/tour.
If the media decide they don't like him, he'll be dragged through the hedges backwards.
He clocked that he couldn't escape his past, so he went back home and started a new band.
It's a familiar story, one I've seen lesser known musicians and artists face in their own time.
They must have shifted the foundations under this little church they played:
Holds around 80 people: reminds me of a friend's place nearby: old hippy type, in his sixties, bought a disused church somewhere nearby Dingle and renovated it into an open plan home, resplendent in the original stained glass windows and the altar as his kitchen. Wasn't allowed to change anything about the structure, only add to it in non-permanent ways. Fucking awesome spot to live in.
Grohl's gonna face a few questions about his affair, hope he's ready for it - that shit can make/break a band/tour.
If the media decide they don't like him, he'll be dragged through the hedges backwards.
Mowl
Member
This one's for our Jimmy D, James Dawson - aka: AN1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9 - etc.
www.rte.ie
It's of course the genial Pat Kenny, a walking encyclopedia of modern music, who worked for RTE way back in the 1990's when music like this was relevant. It appears our Jimmy D has a thing not just about The Bangles (Walk Like An Egyptian) but also these sluts: 'All Saints'.
Seem Jimmy thinks that because one of the members married one of the Oasis twins, then they must be simply brillo-pads and amazeballs.
I've no idea what any of their songs are, but ask Jimmy - he's been posting them over on the kiddies site where he's trying to make some new pals.
The fact that his Ma Swordid's alive and kicking over there comes as a huge relief to Jimmy, he's not had his nappies changed in months since she's been gone.
The all-girl/non-lesbian group All Sluts on their struggle to reach anywhere near the top of the charts and the price of nearly having someone else's fame.
Founded in London, the girly group are Melanie Blatt, Shaznay Lewis, Natalie Appleton and Nicole Appleton.
One of them married Liam or Noel or possibly the older Gallagher brother, who's a bit of a convicted rapist, and in the nick.
They had a near-miss record, but I had to search to find it, mainly because I didn't know what the title was, but this appears to be it:
All Sluts: 'Never Never Ever Ever Never something derpy-derp Never-Never' - (Ever)
Lyrics:
A few questions wha' ye need to know (sic)
How she could ever hurt me so?
Me head's wrecked wir' it all: doh.
I need ta know wha' I've dunn rong
An' how long it's been goin' on
Was it that I never paid enough attenshin?
Or did I no' give enuff affexshin?
Not only will your answers keep me sane
But I'll know never to make the same mistake again
You derpy-derp derpy-doo - or even on the other shoe
You can write it durpy-plops - I have ta know de-po de-po.
Did I never derp you right?
Did I always start the slerp?
I've a pain in me fanny here.
Either way, I'm going out of me do-wacky derpy
All the answers to me questions I have to slerpy-slurp
Me head's spinnin' and me hole's itchy
Boy, I'm in a daze, I feel isolay-red
Don't wanna communicate
I'll take a shower, I will scour, I will rub it into it's skin
To find me peace of mind
The happy mind I once owned, y'kno'
Flexin' vocabulary runs righ' through me
The alphabet runs right from A to Zed
Conversations, hesitations in me mind
You got me conscience asking questions that I can't find
I'm not crazy just pissed
I'm sure I ain't done, nothing wrong, no bleedin' way
I'm just waitin'
'Cause I heard that this thievin' won't last that long
Never ever have I ever felt so slow
When you gonna scratch me black hole?
Never ever have I ever felt up a lad
The way I'm feeling, yeah, you got me pissin' really bad
Never ever have I had to find
I've had to dig away to find me own piece of mind
I've never ever had me con-shins ta' fight
The way I'm feeling, yeah, I just feel like havin' a shite
Never ever have I ever felt so bloated
When you gonna lick me filthy scummy black hole?
Never ever have I ever felt so rad
The way I'm feeling, yeah, you got me feeling pissed off
Never ever have I had to find
I've had to dig away to find me own piss of mind
I've never ever had me conscience to shite
The way I'm feeling, yeah, I just don't feel anything much - is it in?
I'll keep searching
Deep within my back pockets
For all the answers
Don't wanna hurt no more dogs or cats
I need peace, gotta eat some peas
Need a few bob
Ta free me from me pain, goin' mental - going insane
Me heart aches, yeah, whatever..
Sometimes me entire vocabulary runs through me head
The alphabet runs right from A to W or X or somethin'
Conversations, hesitations in my handbag
You got me conscience asking questions that I can't find me tishews or tampons
I'm not lazy
I'm sure 'm just not inta ye..
And now I'm just waiting for me dole
'Cause I heard that this feeling won't something of other
Never ever have I ever felt like a solo
When you gonna stick it up my big black hole?
Never ever have I ever felt so glad
The way I'm feeling, yeah, you got me feeling really indifferent
Never ever have I had to find where the bus stop is
I've had to dig me dog up and feed it ta me cat
I've never ever had my fanny so untight
The way I'm feeling, yeah, I just wanna have a shite
Never ever never ever never never ever never ever ever
When you gonna gerrou' o'me big slimy black hole?
Never ever have I ever never ever nev-nev ever never ever never
The way be-dooby-doo be dooby-dooby-dooby derp
Never ever have I had to find a job
I've had to dig Jambo in the chops
I've never ever had my knicker elastic to fight
The way I'm feeling, yeah, I just can't manage ta shite
Never ever have I had no toilet paper
When you gonna something-something-thing black hole?
Never ever have I ever never ever nev,
The way I'm feeling yeahit's never dever rever dev
Never ever have I had to dev
derp-deep, dooby-doop, derpy-doo
I've never ever had me tits washed
The way I'm feeling, yeah, I'm feelin' kinda squashed
Never ever derpy-do-dah-doopy-derp
When you gonna gonna gonna gonna black hole?
Never ever herpy-derpy-derpy-derpy-herps
The way I'm feeling, yeah, you got me pukin' me ring up
Never ever have I had to derpy-derp dooby-derp
I've had to linga-longa-lingy-lou of mindy-mind
I've never ever had me armpits shaved
The way I'm feeling, yeah, I just feel stubbly
You can slap me on me face
You can call me on a pay phone
Ooh, you can write it in a derpy-derp, babe
'Cause I really need to blow
You can tell me to me arse
You can fuck right off with yourself
Ooh, you can write it in a derpy-doop, babe
'Cause I really need to blow
You can write it in a derpy, babe
You can derp it in a doopy-doo, babe..
All Saints
The girl group All Saints on their struggle to reach the top of the charts and the price of fame.
www.rte.ie
It's of course the genial Pat Kenny, a walking encyclopedia of modern music, who worked for RTE way back in the 1990's when music like this was relevant. It appears our Jimmy D has a thing not just about The Bangles (Walk Like An Egyptian) but also these sluts: 'All Saints'.
Seem Jimmy thinks that because one of the members married one of the Oasis twins, then they must be simply brillo-pads and amazeballs.
I've no idea what any of their songs are, but ask Jimmy - he's been posting them over on the kiddies site where he's trying to make some new pals.
The fact that his Ma Swordid's alive and kicking over there comes as a huge relief to Jimmy, he's not had his nappies changed in months since she's been gone.
The all-girl/non-lesbian group All Sluts on their struggle to reach anywhere near the top of the charts and the price of nearly having someone else's fame.
Founded in London, the girly group are Melanie Blatt, Shaznay Lewis, Natalie Appleton and Nicole Appleton.
One of them married Liam or Noel or possibly the older Gallagher brother, who's a bit of a convicted rapist, and in the nick.
They had a near-miss record, but I had to search to find it, mainly because I didn't know what the title was, but this appears to be it:
All Sluts: 'Never Never Ever Ever Never something derpy-derp Never-Never' - (Ever)
Lyrics:
A few questions wha' ye need to know (sic)
How she could ever hurt me so?
Me head's wrecked wir' it all: doh.
I need ta know wha' I've dunn rong
An' how long it's been goin' on
Was it that I never paid enough attenshin?
Or did I no' give enuff affexshin?
Not only will your answers keep me sane
But I'll know never to make the same mistake again
You derpy-derp derpy-doo - or even on the other shoe
You can write it durpy-plops - I have ta know de-po de-po.
Did I never derp you right?
Did I always start the slerp?
I've a pain in me fanny here.
Either way, I'm going out of me do-wacky derpy
All the answers to me questions I have to slerpy-slurp
Me head's spinnin' and me hole's itchy
Boy, I'm in a daze, I feel isolay-red
Don't wanna communicate
I'll take a shower, I will scour, I will rub it into it's skin
To find me peace of mind
The happy mind I once owned, y'kno'
Flexin' vocabulary runs righ' through me
The alphabet runs right from A to Zed
Conversations, hesitations in me mind
You got me conscience asking questions that I can't find
I'm not crazy just pissed
I'm sure I ain't done, nothing wrong, no bleedin' way
I'm just waitin'
'Cause I heard that this thievin' won't last that long
Never ever have I ever felt so slow
When you gonna scratch me black hole?
Never ever have I ever felt up a lad
The way I'm feeling, yeah, you got me pissin' really bad
Never ever have I had to find
I've had to dig away to find me own piece of mind
I've never ever had me con-shins ta' fight
The way I'm feeling, yeah, I just feel like havin' a shite
Never ever have I ever felt so bloated
When you gonna lick me filthy scummy black hole?
Never ever have I ever felt so rad
The way I'm feeling, yeah, you got me feeling pissed off
Never ever have I had to find
I've had to dig away to find me own piss of mind
I've never ever had me conscience to shite
The way I'm feeling, yeah, I just don't feel anything much - is it in?
I'll keep searching
Deep within my back pockets
For all the answers
Don't wanna hurt no more dogs or cats
I need peace, gotta eat some peas
Need a few bob
Ta free me from me pain, goin' mental - going insane
Me heart aches, yeah, whatever..
Sometimes me entire vocabulary runs through me head
The alphabet runs right from A to W or X or somethin'
Conversations, hesitations in my handbag
You got me conscience asking questions that I can't find me tishews or tampons
I'm not lazy
I'm sure 'm just not inta ye..
And now I'm just waiting for me dole
'Cause I heard that this feeling won't something of other
Never ever have I ever felt like a solo
When you gonna stick it up my big black hole?
Never ever have I ever felt so glad
The way I'm feeling, yeah, you got me feeling really indifferent
Never ever have I had to find where the bus stop is
I've had to dig me dog up and feed it ta me cat
I've never ever had my fanny so untight
The way I'm feeling, yeah, I just wanna have a shite
Never ever never ever never never ever never ever ever
When you gonna gerrou' o'me big slimy black hole?
Never ever have I ever never ever nev-nev ever never ever never
The way be-dooby-doo be dooby-dooby-dooby derp
Never ever have I had to find a job
I've had to dig Jambo in the chops
I've never ever had my knicker elastic to fight
The way I'm feeling, yeah, I just can't manage ta shite
Never ever have I had no toilet paper
When you gonna something-something-thing black hole?
Never ever have I ever never ever nev,
The way I'm feeling yeahit's never dever rever dev
Never ever have I had to dev
derp-deep, dooby-doop, derpy-doo
I've never ever had me tits washed
The way I'm feeling, yeah, I'm feelin' kinda squashed
Never ever derpy-do-dah-doopy-derp
When you gonna gonna gonna gonna black hole?
Never ever herpy-derpy-derpy-derpy-herps
The way I'm feeling, yeah, you got me pukin' me ring up
Never ever have I had to derpy-derp dooby-derp
I've had to linga-longa-lingy-lou of mindy-mind
I've never ever had me armpits shaved
The way I'm feeling, yeah, I just feel stubbly
You can slap me on me face
You can call me on a pay phone
Ooh, you can write it in a derpy-derp, babe
'Cause I really need to blow
You can tell me to me arse
You can fuck right off with yourself
Ooh, you can write it in a derpy-doop, babe
'Cause I really need to blow
You can write it in a derpy, babe
You can derp it in a doopy-doo, babe..
Mowl
Member
I'd imagine Jimmy's weiner was taken out of him when he was a nipper.
All his heroes and idols are men.
His musical tastes are All Saints, The Bangles, and Oasis - though not necessarily in that order.
This is probably his current ring tone:
Mowl
Member
Here, Jimmy - I was going to stick on Cyndi Lumper's song 'True Colours' for you, but you're hardly a spasmo-enough to need me to wipe your arse for you.
Try this gig from Woodstock 1994, it's NIN in the original live line-up playing what turned out to be one of their most influential/important shows ever. Plus they're all blokes, not a single Cyndi, Suzanna Hoffs, or All Saints chick in sight. Put your willy away and learn something about performance, you lame little dole-boy:
Try this gig from Woodstock 1994, it's NIN in the original live line-up playing what turned out to be one of their most influential/important shows ever. Plus they're all blokes, not a single Cyndi, Suzanna Hoffs, or All Saints chick in sight. Put your willy away and learn something about performance, you lame little dole-boy:
Mowl
Member
So you like to watch little Asian girls prancing about in mini-skirts as much as you dig The Bangles and Cyndi Lauper?
And you tell me I have no taste in music??
Jimmy - pull on some dry knickers - just in case you end up in the hospital after your own digestive tract reaches up and throttles you to death.
What a fucking faggot!
