Comments on: Cork Rocks. Too many musical acts to mention seen over four days!

By: Frank

Frank — Fri, 26 Sep 2008 08:59:03 +0000

D’oh. Sorry Ed. Maybe we shouldn’t have kissed.

By: Ed

Ed — Thu, 25 Sep 2008 16:53:09 +0000

God, 3 days not working and look what happens. i got your bollocky cold Frank you bastard. That’s the last time we’re going for dinner.

By: Ed

Ed — Thu, 25 Sep 2008 16:52:12 +0000

Actually ‘Apocolypsefarian’ is much better.

Apocolypsafarian: One who believes in the impending end of civilisation as we know it and whose life is shaped around the belief of such an event.

By: vitmar

vitmar — Thu, 25 Sep 2008 14:20:59 +0000

I have a bucket of cockle shells left over from when I went cockling (I’m learning self sufficient ways of eating from the land as my ‘armagedonitous’ (did I just invent a VERY usefull word??) is getting severe. In other words I am a confirmed ‘Armagedonasafarion (again!)

Anyway, I left the cockle shells out too long and these fucking strange little stick like insects, that swim sideways by snapping their tails and have little hooks for hangng on the underside of the waterskin have moved in to the bucket. I have been observing the insects and noting the change in their life cycle (some have lost their tails and are a bit fat looking) as they become something else. I don’t know what they will eventually become but am interested and hence my fascination with the cockle shell bucket and hence the dream of being in the cockle shell bucket.
Just in case you might have wondered why I dreamt that I was in a cockle shell bucket in the backyard.

By: Frank

Frank — Thu, 25 Sep 2008 12:59:42 +0000

I dreamed Bob fucking Log III was playing a gig and the audience produced a little yellow boat into which he climbed and was crowd surfed around the room playing his demented music… oh, no hang on wait, that’s a TRUE STORY!!!!

By: Brian

Brian — Thu, 25 Sep 2008 11:55:10 +0000

I dreamt lastnight that I met a member of a popular Canadian Indie band and she was wearing an ill advised belly top and was very wrinkly and wore a too tight belt.

What did you dream about last night Frank?

By: Ed

Ed — Thu, 25 Sep 2008 08:50:22 +0000

Last night. for anyone who may be interested, I dreamt that I was out in the back yard in a bucket full of cockle shells.

By: Ed

Ed — Thu, 25 Sep 2008 08:45:27 +0000

Darn, rumbled.

I actually had a dream about you recently too. i dreamt that you were moving out of your gaff and I needed a room so I moved in to your room. the only problem was that you lived in monkstown graveyard. You know, the one where your dad put the tin foil in the eye sockets of the skull so when people shone torches at night they would get a fright.

Well anyway, It was a perfectly normal house on the outside but it was built on the graveyard so your bedroom was full of old tombs and headstones and you slept in a broken old tomb.

I knew there was something wrong about the set up (in the dream) but couldn’t quite identify what it was so bedded up in a tomb.

By: Brian

Brian — Thu, 25 Sep 2008 07:50:01 +0000

OK Vitmar. Its rare to encounter somebody who would have been at both those gigs but outside my own circle of friends. I guess I’d know you to see but your name doesn’t ring a bell. Sorry Vitmar.

By: vitmar

vitmar — Wed, 24 Sep 2008 22:51:18 +0000

No Brian, I remember the McCabes Indecent Exposur gig very clearly. This one was in Leap. It was the striknein gig where paul calanan lost his glasses and Deko Dachau made everyone stop and look for them and then got pissed off and said fuck that.

The dream was that I dreamt that I was Trevor indecent but instead of a microscopic todger I had a gigantic one and when I pulled down my pants everyone fell to their knees and worshipped it.

And don’t give me any of that Freudian bullshit.