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Damien to the rescue
First of all, to anyone who called, emailed or texted me in the last ten days but never heard back, I apologise. I was really, really busy. (Unless you’re a PR person of any description, in which case I probably was just ignoring you.) Anyway, I’m back in the land of the living now. A couple of thing I loved while I’ve been away…. #1: The Guardian’s Shaun Ryder wedding story. Now, on the face of it at least, this had all the hallmarks of one of the greatest (albeit premature) April Fool’s Jokes ever. That the story, and hilarious accompanying photo, are for real is both incredible and slightly heart-warming.
About four years ago, I spotted the singer a couple of tables away from me in Subway in Smithfield. I’d have been surprised then if you told me he had even four years left to live, let alone anything else.
#3: Damien Rice’s op-ed piece in today’s Irish Times. Which rather begs the question: wh-what?
How wonderful to learn that – in the midst of all this gloom and recession – Damien has been traversing the country, posing strangers the sort of lame brainteasers the rest of us outgrew when we were thirteen. Well, it put a smile on my face anyway…
March 16th, 2010 at 3:53 pm
Lets give Rice his due he does manage to establish a link between corruption and money. Why didn’t anyone spot this before.?
March 16th, 2010 at 4:11 pm
#1: Shaun Ryder – Respectable Monday.
#2: So Damien Rice is following in the foot steps of Sting… great. Always refreshing to hear a stupid rich person telling people about the pitfalls of money. “Gross National Happiness”, shiny happy refugees and the manifesto rant at the end being some of the other highlights. Where was all this motherly love and harmony bollix when he booted Lisa Hannigan?
An early contender for Irish Douche of the Year 2010.
March 16th, 2010 at 7:00 pm
“When you point a finger at someone, there are three fingers pointing back at you.”
Thank you Oprah…
March 16th, 2010 at 7:14 pm
I like the bit about the magical, unexplainable qualities associated with Irishness. It makes me feel even more special than I already did.
March 16th, 2010 at 7:24 pm
@ Gueleton – he is a commentator of rare insight alright…
@ Paul – hmmm, I mustn’t even have made it that far. It’s like women’s intuition or the folk wisdom of the Eskimo. (Yeah, if you were that wise, pal, you wouldn’t be living in an igloo!)
Anyone who claims vague otherworldly powers has either cripplingly low self esteem and/or is a nutjob.
March 16th, 2010 at 7:42 pm
Glad to see yer following lead of the great Twenty on this one Butts
http://twentymajor.net/2010/03/16/near-a-tree-by-a-river-theres-a-tard-with-a-guitar/
March 16th, 2010 at 11:35 pm
Lol… Monkeys, typewriters
March 17th, 2010 at 10:35 am
I don’t know about this money and corruption craic. Where I come from politicians only sell out for sweets or crisps.
March 17th, 2010 at 12:03 pm
Why is chat roulette guy wearing balaklava?
March 22nd, 2010 at 2:31 am
I have no idea, Sarah.