Eoin Butler: writer, journalist and Mayoman of the Year
Tripping Along The Ledge
Ballyhaunis
Are You Lonesome Tonight? (1969)
Yeah, it’s the laughing version… The back story, from Wikipedia: Read the rest of this entry »
Embrace Satan
Welcome to the the first in a series of commercial features (i.e. articles that look like real articles but are actually just a mutant form of advertising.) This month, we’ve teamed up with His Satanic Majesty, the Archangel Lucifer, to suckle upon his fiery teat and drink deep of his molten juices.
The forces of evil have never been as hip and youth oriented and we want you to get involved. Below you will find details of a fabulous offer open exclusively to our readers. But first here’s a personal message from Satan himself: Read the rest of this entry »
Published: The Dubliner, April 2010“I feel a bit like Ian Paisley, after a night on the sauce, awoken to find I’m hosting a cake sale for the Legion of Mary…”
Great journeys are often embarked upon unknowingly, and completed in tiny, imperceptible increments. It isn’t until we step back sometimes, that we are even aware of the unexpected turns our lives have taken. The selfish prima donna has become a devoted spouse or parent; the wide-eyed optimist a battle-hardened cynic; and the biggest, most diehard culchie is suddenly writing a column for The Dubliner magazine. Read the rest of this entry »
The Aristocrats!
Rocks Off (1972)
“The sunshine bores the daylights out of me…” Listened to this today for the first time in a long time. It’s even fucking better than I remembered it. My favourite rock n’ roll track of all time. Easy.
You’ve just made me vomit in my own mouth, Gary Neville
As a neutral, I’m glad the title race is back on. But this was just uncalled for.
Miscellaneous Amusing Items I’ve Come Across #32
“Better broken Irish than clever English…” Not since the Russian anarchist Mikhail Bakunin, who decreed that ‘the impulse to destroy is also a creative impulse’, have I come across any activist stupid enough to highlight precisely the weakest strand in their own argument and turn it into a catchy slogan.
Record Store Day – April 17 2010
And slowly answered Arthur from the barge:
“The old order changeth, yielding place to new,
And God fulfils Himself in many ways,
Lest one good custom should corrupt the world.”
– Morte d’Arthur (Tennyson) Read the rest of this entry »
Well, I’ll be a son of a gun!
Spotted John Rocha on Exchequer Street, Saturday morning. He was wearing clogs and holding an enormous cigarette holder. Someone told me RTE are doing a countdown of the all-time greatest Irishmen. Well, I’m gutted J.R. didn’t make the cut. Because we are nation of chancers and bullshit artists. And this guy is beating us at our own game. Read the rest of this entry »
It’s the last ever outing for this column
“By the way, Butler’s paying for everything,” says Aidan, before we sit down. “Why the hell am I paying?” I ask. “I’ve given you enough material over the years,” he says. “You’re lucky I haven’t sued for commission!” I suppose, the man has a point. Read the rest of this article here.