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#ledzeppelin #nottingham #1971 #nottinghamboatclub #boatclub #nottinghamuk #nottinghamengland #jimmypage #robertplant #johnpauljones #johnbonham #bestbandever #classicrock #hardrock #rocknroll @ledzeppelinsociety #ledzeppelinsociety #mensgraphictees #rockbandtshirts #graphicrockshirt #unisexclothing #vintage #tolkien #steins #coffeemugs #rockbandtees #cannabismerch #marijuanamerch #officialmerchandise #ledzeppelinarchives #spascoe Setlist: Immigrant Song, Heartbreaker, Since I've Been Loving You, Black Dog, Dazed and Confused, Stairway to Heaven, Going to California, What Is and What Should Never Be, Moby Dick, Whole Lotta Love (medley), Communication Breakdown https://www.instagram.com/p/CqDix_FsoBY/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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aiteanngaelach · 4 months
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[Image ID: Foreward. When I was a youngfla of about six or seven, the neighbours had a Yank cousin called Jake over to visit. He was sound enough and had toys of the Turtles, which I’d never seen in Ireland. One day I says to him, ‘Are you going to the shop, you are?’, and Jake gets a pure bowsy look across his lip, like I was trying to pull the piss. ‘Why are you telling me to go to the shop? I’ll go to the shop if I want to,’ he says. ‘I was only asking, I wasn’t telling you to go to the shop, Jake,’ I said back. I’d no idea what had gotten him upset. My da was over by the gate listening in with a smirk. Later on he says to me, ‘That thing earlier with the young Yank, when he thought you told him to go to the shop? Do you know why he couldn’t understand you?’ My da then explained to me a theory about the way Irish people speak English, a theory which was given to him by his da. My granda lived on a bóithrín below in West Cork that was on the way to a creamery. He was a member of Tom Barry’s IRA flying column and would constantly watch and take note of whoever passed. Regular Irish people would traverse with their horses loaded with buckets of fresh milk and would come back with horses packed with butter in their saddlebags. This was a brisk, fast-paced road, no time to stop and chat, as milk would go sour in the sun and butter would soften on a horse’s shoulders. It was for this reason that British soldiers would stop and harass anyone who walked the bóithrín: to interrogate, to rile, to get horses pure greasy with sweaty yellow butter. A small injustice, a show of power, and an opportunity to make a person emotional enough to lash out and say the wrong thing. My granda would notice that when an English soldier questioned a man on the way to the creamery, no answer would be right or wrong; any answer meant a long wait and your papers inspected regardless. The standard rules of human interaction had broken down, and to give an answer as Gaeilge would be met with violence. So, the Irish people figured out an in-between.A yes and no at the same time. A quantum superposition of an answer. An answer that would cause the soldier to say, ‘Stupid Paddy gibberish’ and usher the person off before the butter melted down the horse’s shoulders. And this here was my da’s theory as to why I asked the American, ‘Are you going to the shop, you are?’ It was an absurd post-colonial way of arranging a question that had its roots in years of interrogation from the English. Now, I’m not saying that’s the case. This is merely a story that was passed down to me. But, as an adult, I learned that there was a name for how I speak, how I arrange sentences and for the words I use. Hiberno- English: a resistant way of speaking the English language, a language we never asked for. As an author and a musician, I often find myself writing words as if they are music. I search for melody and rhythm on the page. Jazz and blues are African American forms of music, born out of the resistance of African songs to European instruments. Musical notes exist in the African scale that do not exist in the Western scale. These notes are in between the Western notes, and these in-between notes give jazz and blues an emotional complexity that the traditional Western scale cannot deliver. The playful, bowld and fluid way that Hiberno-English resists traditional English does the same thing. This improvised musicality to how we think and speak provides me with a deep literary confidence to explore the in-between, especially when the writing process presents me with resistance. T.P. Dolan’s book is a rigorous lexicon of Hiberno-English words and their etymologies. Words with roots in Gaeilge and words with roots in Shelta.
Dolan died in 2019, and it is my sincere and deepest hope that new lexicographers will continue to document the rich changes in English as it is spoken in Ireland as of 2020. The continual development of Hiberno- English incorporates the influences of African, Eastern European and Asian dialects, as well as newly emerging pidgins forged in the cruelty of direct provision as asylum seekers from different parts of the world communicate with each other while being denied their freedom.
BLINDBOY BOATCLUB June 2020. End ID]
I think I read this before you know
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victusinveritas · 1 year
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Bernadette Devlin McAliskey
This piece on a documentary on her is worth a read. She's rightfully a legend.
And this interview with Blindboy is great.
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khaperai · 10 months
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scratching92 · 5 months
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Look, Chuck Tingle is a perfectly nice guy as far as I'm aware, but it is odd that "Autistic Writer who Wears A Bag On His Head" is now a category with two people in it. Extreme "two nickels" energy.
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blogmollylane · 9 months
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Newly acquired: Topographia Hibernica by Blindboy Boatclub
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fieriframes · 1 year
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[KNOCK OFF THE EXCESS BATTER. AND LET IT FLOAT. WOW, LOOK AT THAT PUFF UP ALREADY. SHANNON AND ALL THE BOATCLUB SWELLS NEVER TOOK HIS EYES OFF HER. SO WHILE THAT'S COOKING, YOU GET IT READY. SURE.]
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twelvespines · 2 years
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The first time I heard the Long Term Nuclear Waste Warning was on an episode of Blindboy Boatclub's podcast and even his soft voice and lovely accent was not enough to make it any less terrifying.
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mostlyjustgoose · 5 months
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real talk: as a fan of both Blindboy Boatclub and Chuck Tingle who also happens to be on the autism spectrum, wearing a literal mask for future creative endeavors (especially those that require interactions with other people) seems like it might be something that helps me feel more comfortable. both regular doing-my-part air n95 masks and sunglasses that obscure my eyes have helped me feel more comfortable when I have to “perform” in any sense with neurotypical people or in environments that require me to Act Not Autistic.
on the one hand there’s something that makes me insane about the idea that I might have to literally wear a mask to stop myself from masking during what should be creative/resting time. on the other hand, holy shit the amount of mental processing space that’s taken up by Am I Acting Acceptable Dot Exe is prodigious and I wonder what I could do if that energy was free for something else.
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#ledzeppelin #nottingham #1971 #nottinghamboatclub #boatclub #nottinghamuk #nottinghamengland #jimmypage #robertplant #johnpauljones #johnbonham #bestbandever #classicrock #hardrock #rocknroll @ledzeppelinsociety #ledzeppelinsociety #mensgraphictees #rockbandtshirts #graphicrockshirt #unisexclothing #vintage #tolkien #steins #coffeemugs #rockbandtees #cannabismerch #marijuanamerch #officialmerchandise #ledzeppelinarchives #spascoe Setlist: Immigrant Song, Heartbreaker, Since I've Been Loving You, Black Dog, Dazed and Confused, Stairway to Heaven, Going to California, What Is and What Should Never Be, Moby Dick, Whole Lotta Love (medley), Communication Breakdown https://www.instagram.com/p/CqDieMOM3tz/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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victusinveritas · 11 days
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Dog Bless - A Letter to Blindboy
Dear Mr. Boatclub, Firstly, I want to introduce myself. My name is Cybi (‘Cubby’, like the hole) and I don’t really know who I am, but one thing is for sure – I am a big fan. One of my many, many work angels recommended your podcast to me a few weeks ago, because he thought that it seemed like my kind of vibe. He was, as always, correct. I have listened to several episodes of your podcast…
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almondemotion · 2 years
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Black Swan
Have you seen the black swan? Have you dressed as Eminem? Have you grown old?
A black swan event is something unusual or unexpected. It’s a book by Nassim Nicholas Taleb It is also a song by Thom Yorke. And a movie starring Natalie Portman. I discussed this with my daughter recently. She said, ‘I know.’ As your children grow, they gain knowledge. When previously you could amaze them with a fact or nugget of arcana They now Will have already Googled, absorbed,…
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mooseyspooky · 6 months
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Moz Solo was already on it @lovely-lady-fox! FamousWhenDead posted the whole thing:
Johnny Marr: How could Meryl Streep agree to be in Mamma Mia?
The guitarist lets us into his cultural life, from his love of David Hockney to making his friends watch a Joan Didion documentary
My favourite piece of music For a long time now, it’s been My Goal’s Beyond by John McLaughlin. Like his work with the Mahavishnu Orchestra, it is in a genre entirely of its own. It’s unquantifiable and makes me feel a certain way, no matter what happens in the outside world.
The lyric I wish I’d written “You’re going to reap just what you sow”, from Perfect Day by Lou Reed.
The instrument I wish I’d learnt Piano. I can play it, but only in amateurish fashion. I should say though there are guitar players who play the piano nicely like Neil Young, Paul McCartney and David Bowie. They play it as a means to an end and do wonderful things with it. But I would like to be a few levels up from there.
The music that cheers me up Any good pop music, which by definition usually means contemporary. There are things from my past that of course make me feel good. But there’s something about hearing music that’s fresh, upbeat and represents the modern world — it makes you feel that everything is OK.
I’m having a fantasy dinner party, I’ll invite these artists and authors Gary Oldman, Muhammad Ali and certainly Marilyn Monroe.
And I’ll put on this music Spirit Power: The Best of Johnny Marr.
Overrated I don’t tend to like shitting on people, but Mamma Mia!, for God’s sake, or We Will Rock You or any of those sorts of musicals. How did it get to that? We’re supposed to go along with the idea that they’re good. What was Meryl Streep thinking she was doing starring in that film, and Julie Walters? What were they thinking? There are a lot of things culturally that we’ve just gone along with and they really must stop.
Underrated
Blindboy Boatclub, the artist and musician from Limerick, is best known as one half of the Irish comedy hip-hop group the Rubberbandits. He’s amazing, has such an interesting way of thinking and also hosts the brilliant series The Blindboy Podcast too. One of the best books I have ever read is his Topographia Hibernica. I can’t recommend him or it enough.
My favourite author
Aldous Huxley. People would assume I’m thinking about Brave New World orThe Doors of Perception, but I’m actually referring to his work after he moved to the United States in the second half of his life. His essays and lectures are even better than his earlier work. I rediscovered him in the Nineties and he is my actual hero. Everything you read of his is an education.
The book I’m reading
Autobiography of Red by Anne Carson. It’s a trip, moving around from style to style. The novel is loosely based on Greek mythology, but set in modern times. It’s relatable and super interesting. PJ Harvey introduced me to Carson, an intriguing cross between an essayist and a poet.
The book I couldn’t finish
The Perennial Philosophy by Aldous Huxley. Just couldn’t do it.
The book I’m ashamed I haven’t read Ulysses by James Joyce. It just sounds so hard going. I love the idea of it and feel genuinely bad that I haven’t read it, but I do also feel like I know so much about it already. I admire it enough, without feeling the need to put myself through the hassle of reading it.
My favourite film Sergio Leone’s film Once Upon a Time in America. When it was first released, I went to see it a few times and decided then it was the best thing I’d ever seen. I recently saw The End We Start From, starring Jodie Comer. It’s so good. Amazingly, I came away from it with this feeling of triumph of the human spirit. It says a lot about what it means to be human and what we fundamentally need, which is compassion, connection, love and understanding. And Comer is just so believable in the role.
The box set I’m hooked on I’m rewatching Nurse Jackie. There’s so much good stuff out there that whenever I occasionally revisit old, great stuff, you forget how much it stands up. I like anything Edie Falco is in. I also have just rewatched the documentary Joan Didion: The Center Will Not Hold. I’ve watched it at least three times and whenever someone comes to my place that hasn’t watched it, I watch it with them.
My favourite TV series It has to be Mad Men. One of my friends is eagle-eyed and noticed that when they put an album on a turntable, it has the correct label from the Sixties. That’s crazy.
The film I walked out on
There are loads, often stuff I take my kids to see and they don’t even notice I’d left. I didn’t enjoy Baby Driver — I didn’t like the music in that at all.
I wasted an evening watching Manchester City play in the Champions League final in 2021.
The last movie that made me cry These days I can cry at almost anything so I can’t remember.
The place I feel happiest Running around Brooklyn, over the Williamsburg Bridge. Or around Portland, Oregon. Whenever I’m at those places, I always run unless I’m injured. I’ve done a lot of things in my life, but nothing quite beats that.
My guiltiest cultural pleasure Cheese and onion pasty, chips and peas. Anybody who says that’s not a culture doesn’t know what they are talking about.
If I could own one painting it would be We Two Boys Together Clinging by David Hockney. Any of his work would be a dream to own. Even the iPad stuff is beautiful. I went to see David Hockney: Bigger and Closer at the Lightroom and it was great.
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