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Some vids / performances from a few popular homegrown artists over here in Ireland at the mo…

Paddy Casey
Everybody Wants
Addicted To Company
Saints & Sinners

Bell X1
Tongue
Flame
Bad Skin Day

Director
Reconnect

Damien Rice
9 Crimes
Cannonball
The Blower’s Daughter
Delicate

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Cherry Ghost

4am

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Carrickfergus

I wish I was in Carrickfergus
Only for nights in Ballygrant
I would swim over the deepest ocean
The deepest ocean for my love to find

But the sea is wide and I cannot swim over
Nor have I the wings to fly
But I wish I could find a handsome boatman
To ferry me over to my love and die

My childhood days bring back sad reflections
Of happy times I spent so long ago
My boyhood friends and my own relations
Have all passed on now like melting snow

But I’ve spent my days in endless roaming
Soft is the grass my bed is free
Ah to be back now in Carrickfergus
On that long road down to the sea

And in Belfast it is reported
There are marble stones as black as ink
With gold and silver I would support her
But I’ll sing no more now till I get a drink

Sure I’m drunk today and I’m seldom sober
A handsome rover from town to town
Ah but I’m sick now and my days are numbered
So come all ye young men and lay me down

But the sea is wide and I cannot swim over
Nor have I the wings to fly
But I wish I could find a handsome boatman
To ferry me over to my love and die
To ferry me over to my love and die

From The Traditional.
Performed by Brian Kennedy

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Miles Davis
&
John Coltrane

So What

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The wonderful Wendy Cope (through her invented struggling, poetic persona Jason Strugnell) gifts us one of her funny takes on Shakespeare’s Sonnets.. this time around it’s CXVI.

Strugnell’s Sonnets (VI)

Let me not to the marriage of true swine
Admit impediments. With his big car
He’s won your heart, and you have punctured mine.
I have no spare; henceforth I’ll bear the scar.
Since women are not worth the booze you buy them
I dedicate myself to Higher Things.
If men deride and sneer, I shall defy them
And soar above Tulse Hill on poet’s wings —
A brother to the thrush in Brockwell Park,
Whose song, though sometimes drowned by rock guitars,
Outlives their din. One day I’ll make my mark,
Although I’m not from Ulster or from Mars,
And when I’m published in some classy mag
You’ll rue the day you scarpered in his Jag.

Wendy Cope

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Brilliant mims.

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Ghost Song

Awake

Shake dreams from your hair
My pretty child, my sweet one.
Choose the day and choose the sign of your day
The day’s divinity

First thing you see…

A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon
Couples naked race down by it’s quiet side
And we laugh like soft, mad children
Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy
The music and voices are all around us.

Choose they croon the Ancient Ones
The time has come again
Choose now, they croon
Beneath the moon
Beside an ancient lake
Enter again the sweet forest
Enter the hot dream
Come with us
Everything is broken up and dances.

Indians scattered on dawn’s highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child’s fragile eggshell mind.

Jim Morrison

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Stoned Immaculate

I’ll tell you this
No eternal reward will forgive us now
For wasting the dawn.

Back in those days everything was simpler and more confused
One summer night, going to the pier
I ran into two young girls
The blonde was called Freedom
The dark one, Enterprise
We talked and they told me this story

Now listen to this…
I’ll tell you about Texas radio and the big beat
Soft driven, slow and mad
Like some new language
Reaching your head with the cold, sudden fury of a divine messenger
Let me tell you about heartache and the loss of God
Wandering, wandering in hopeless night
Out here in the perimeter there are no stars

Out here we is stoned
Immaculate.

Jim Morrison

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The Severed Garden (Adagio)

Wow, Im sick of doubt
Live in the light of certain
South
Cruel bindings.
The servants have the power
Dog-men and their mean women
Pulling poor blankets over
Our sailors

Im sick of dour faces
Staring at me from the tv
Tower, I want roses in
My garden bower; dig?
Royal babies, rubies
Must now replace aborted
Strangers in the mud
These mutants, blood-meal
For the plant that’s ploughed.

They are waiting to take us into
The severed garden
Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful
Comes death on a strange hour
Unannounced, unplanned for
Like a scaring over-friendly guest you’ve
Brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all
And gives us wings
Where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven’s
Claws

No more money, no more fancy dress
This other kingdom seems by far the best
Until its other jaw reveals incest
And loose obedience to a vegetable law.

I will not go
Prefer a feast of friends
To the giant family.

Jim Morrison

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R.E.M.

Orange Crush

Pop Song

What’s The Frequency, Kenneth?

Losing My Religion

E-Bow The Letter

Animal

The Great Beyond

Bad Day

All The Way To Reno

Imitation Of Life

Stand

Shiny Happy People

Nightswimming

Man On The Moon

The One I Love

It’s The End Of The World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine)

Everybody Hurts

Umm.. I kinda like R.E.M. 8-[

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