Friend of mine had a spare ticket to Built To Spill, and asked me if I wanted to go. I’ve given them the song of the week on here a while back, and while I haven’t listened to them all that much, I did really like the stuff I had of theirs. So I went.
You can read a full report on this post here, which goes into better detail about the whole thing.
The support act were incredible, and there was a brilliant moment when the lead singer from Built To Spill got up dancing in the centre of the room during the support act’s show. Doing really cheesy and funny dance moves, and then everyone joined in. It was like a movie or something - brilliant!
Got an aul’ signature too, which is becoming quite a common occurence for me these days.
Something that made me laugh this week :
I saw this video a while back, but stumbled across it again this week. I couldn’t believe how funny it was. It’s an old clip of Russell Brand doing a sketch as this complete weirdo.
I showed this to some friends that aren’t big fans of Ol’ Russ and even they found it hilarious.
I love how in-character he is in it, using perfect phrases and language to suit the guy he’s playing. For example, something going wrong - “Oh jeepers creepers”, and when asking someone for a loan of their jeans - “Borrow us your jeans!”. There’s much more but I’d rather not spoil it.
The clip is shown during an interview with Russell and Matt, and starts at around 6.10 minutes.
Oh I need this dun’ I? I really chuffin’ need this! CHUFF IT!
Curses on :
I have lots of college work due.
Basically, four weeks ago we had a seminar where we were given assignments. Four weeks (one of which was a “reading week”) later, and I’m only starting. Worst of all, I might have to make a presentation to the rest of the group with my partner. Thing is, my partner texted me last week to let me know he’s changed courses. So I’ll be all on my lonesome.
What the fuck am I doing typing this up? I have shit to do.
I’m pleased with :
The new Football Manager is out. I’m considering bringing my laptop into lectures and playing this game the whole time. It’s perfect to play on the sly.
Also, had a good night of gambling on Thursday. Before going out on a class night out thing, I logged onto Paddy Power to check out what matches were on that night.
Juventus were playing, so I stuck a fiver on them.
I then stuck some money on a treble, Tranmere, Galatasaray and CFR Cluj all to win. Not the usual sort of teams I bet on. They all won. And we watched the last team win just before leaving to go out, so I was in an instantly good mood.
A pointless anecdote from this week :
There I was, waiting for the bus. I then see a group of four middle aged women walking out of a park, in in their walking gear. They had those little pedometer (I can’t help but read that as pedo-meter) things on their hips.
I thought to myself, “Awh, look at those little old dears, still caring about their appearance, probably because nobody else does, but still, fair play to them. Keeping fit and all that.”
When they left the park they walked into McDonald’s.
Reminded me of that picture I saw online once, of a newspaper clipping. It showed a pregnant women who was apparently concerned and kicking up a fuss about some environmental thing affecting her unborn child. She was smoking a cigarette in the photograph.
Great guy/gal of this week :
Any employee of XMusic.
This is Ireland’s largest music instrument store. Me and a friend went out there on Tuesday to check it out. It’s feckin’ huge.
We were used to the little music shops in town where it’s all cramped and you have to ask permission to try out an instrument and they come over and set it all up. And they’re usually dickheads about it all.
We went into XMusic and were amazed. It reminded me of when you’re a child and you get brought into Smyths or Toymaster or something and the mere sight of so many toys in one place gets you all excited.
After browsing for a while I decided on the bass guitars I wanted to try out. We went up and asked if we could try them out. Waiting for a response like “Yeah just give me a minute and I’ll be with you”.
But no. They replied, in an utterly casual tone “Yeah sure, try out whatever you want”. My friend asked if it was alright if he tried out a certain amp. “Whatever you want on whatever you want”.
Again, the child in a toy store comes to mind. It was like telling a child he could go play with any toy he wanted. Or telling him he was going to the Late Late Toy Show and getting one of everything.
I had to reach up and precariously take down a bass worth €1800.
Their website is still under construction but you can check out the temporary version here.
I’ll be heading out there again soon for sure.
XMusic staff <3
Product/Service I like this week :
Tiger beer. I tried this for the first time this week.
We were in a Japanese restaurant. I had a tutorial to go to soon, so instead of buying food, I bought a beer. It was pretty expensive, especially for someone who’s used to the whole 6 cans for €7 lark. But it was worth it. Lovely taste. In some ways it was almost too nice, like I wasn’t drinking beer at all.
A quote :
“No use to shout at them to pay attention. If the situations, the materials, the problems before the child do not interest him, his attention will slip off to what does interest him, and no amount of exhortation of threats will bring it back.“
-John Holt.
I drift off a lot in lectures.
Favourite song this week :
Sleep - by Godspeed You! Black Emporer
This isn’t really one of GYBE’s most famous songs, but it’s always stood out to me. I think it’s the speech at the start that grabs me. This band often has speeches like that in their songs.
The full song is over 23 minutes long, but this youtube video will only give you the first ten minutes, which will be long enough for you to find out if this band is the sort of thing you enjoy. They’re post-rock, similar to the likes of Mogwai and Explosions in the Sky, both of whom have been on here before.
Enjoy.
Now I gotta go read all about the historical context of organisation and management. That’ll be a right fucking laugh won’t it?
Online gambling. Seriously, I’ve become a degenerate gambler.
The other week I set up an account with Paddy Power to place a bet for my friend. Ah sure, I’ll have a punt myself. Why not?
I now find myself checking whatever matches are on, every day. Several times a day infact.
But I’m doing pretty well, being careful and calculating with my bets, not being too risky. Accumulators are the most fun. When you bet on the outcome of a few different matches and could win big money. Usually putting a euro or two on a decent accumulator could return €xxx.
Yesterday I had nine matches in my accumulator, six of which won, and the other three drew. I was three goals away from winning €90 off my €1 bet. This is why it’s so addictive. When you get so close to winning, you just HAVE to try again.
And again.
“Sure I’ll win the money back, not a bother.”
Overall though I’m in profit, and the largest single bet I’ve placed is at just ten euro, which is on Chelsea to win today, away at Blackburn. They won 5-0 last weekend, haven’t conceded a goal away from home since the first match of the season or something, and are playing the team with the worst defensive record in the league. I’ll get €15 back if they win. I was surprised at those odds actually, thought they’d be much shitter. I hope to fuck they don’t let me down now I’ve made this bet public.
Surprise bets are damn fun. Like yesterday I was browsing the live betting section, and saw Venus Williams was due to play a tennis match in a few minutes. One option is to bet on whether or not she’ll win her first service game. I’m no tennis expert, but I know those Williams sisters are pretty fucking muscular, thus their serve is strong. And nobody ever breaks serve in the opening game. So I stuck a few quid on and won.
So if anyone wants me to stick a few quid on something for them, give me a shout. I get a percentage of your winnings, obviously.
Something that made me laugh this week :
You all know Rick-Rolling? Tricking someone into clicking a link for this Rick Astley video. One of those internet phenomenons. It seems pretty stupid, but for some reason I find it hilarious when someone does a good Rick Roll’ing. The song is just so perfect for an internet meme. And the way he dances.
Anyway, this article gave me a good chuckle. Basically, MTV held a vote for “Best Act Ever” for their MTV Europe Music Awards. Now I’m going to quote the article for the rest of the story :
The music channel decided to invite nominations for the best-ever act in September, but did not suggest that Astley, 42, be included in the category. However, as soon as his fans realised that they could nominate the artist, they voted in droves, ensuring that he got on to the shortlist, alongside acts such as U2.
The awards, which feature ten categories voted for by viewers, garnered 79 million votes last year. This time Astley received more than 100 million, eclipsing the total votes received by every other winner combined.
“We’ve been well and truly Rickrolled,” said Richard Godfrey, a senior vice-president at MTV and executive producer of the awards. “We wanted to see who our audience would nominate and, given that we’re in Liverpool, we thought it would be someone like the Beatles. But before the nominations were even announced he shot into the lead.”
Initially worried by Astley’s inclusion, MTV set up a team to try to cut out block votes. It was to no avail.
A separate poll of MTV viewers on whether Astley’s nomination should stand also fell victim to Rickrolling, attracting 20 million votes - 99.98 per cent of which were in favour of the star’s presence. Mr Godfrey said: “People set up computer programs to bombard the website. They could be sitting in Croydon, but they made it look like they were voting from the Philippines. We put in all sorts of blocks because we wanted to be as fair as possible, but it made no difference.”
That’s 4chan for ya. Nice work lads. Rick Astley for president.
Curses on :
Today, for the first time in a good while, I feel hungover.
I didn’t even drink that much last night, but today I just can’t shrug the feeling of needing to puke. It’s truly awful. I can imagine me ruining the Sunday dinner by projectile vomiting all over the roast beef or something.
I’m pleased with :
My homeboy Barack Obama winning the election. Was there anyone in Europe that didn’t want Obama to win? My reason for liking him have nothing to do with politics though.
I mean seriously, how cool is this guy?
He’s young and charismatic, not to mention an absolute sexbomb.
Also, this guy can bust a move.
I’ve been known to start doing the Obama on nights out. It’s a real hit with the ladies you know.
A pointless anecdote from this week :
I was off all week. On Monday I was supposed to get my haircut and go dropping my CV into a few places.
I didn’t.
I was supposed to do my homework and do some reading for my course.
I didn’t.
I just got back from getting my haircut. The CVs can wait until next week, can’t they?
Great guy/gal of this week :
Matt Morgan. I’ve spoken about Russell Brand a lot on here, and neglected Matt, who is Russell’s co-writer for a lot of things, and co-host on Russell’s old radio show. The shows with Matt are far superior to the ones with a guest host or whatever. It’s my opinion too that the whole debacle with Andrew Sachs would never have happened if Matt was there (he was on holiday, hence why Jonathan Ross was co-hosting).
Lately I’ve been acquiring all the old podcasts of radio shows that I missed, and Matt is just brilliant. I recommend everyone to download this podcast just to hear Matt’s “Not too bad” story. It’s fairly early on in the show too so don’t worry about having to listen for an hour before hearing it. Makes me laugh every time.
Had to pick a DPT song after seeing them live on Monday. This song is one of those songs I put on when getting ready to go out. I love when Carl comes in with the chorus :
Just put your money in
Bruised and battered shins
You fucking love it
You fucking love it
Back on your feet again
Out on the beat again,
You fucking love it
Yeah yeah yeah
Rock on Carlos.
Enjoy.
There’s a better version here though actually, but it wouldn’t let me embed it, check it out.
Shellac - the band. Went to see this band on Tuesday in the Button Factory, formerly Temple Bar Music Centre. What kind of name is the Button Factory?
Shellac are one of the coolest bands going. There’s only three in the band, a drummer, bassist and singer/guitarist.
The singer/guitarist is a pretty big name in music - Steve Albini. He’s been a producer on many big albums, as well as being in three bands himself. Take a look at the list of albums he’s worked on.
The drummer was hanging out outside the venue, smoking, just like an ordinary person! The support act were one of the weirdest bands I’ve seen live, but I did quite enjoy them.
The gig itself was incredible. We were right at the front. Midway through the set they stop and ask the crowd if they have any questions for the band. Very down to earth. There was even a bit towards the end when the drummer was playing something and the bassist walked up to him and said “I don’t even know what you’re playing”. He stopped and asked the crowd if anyone knows how to play bass. The singer added “No timewasters please. Experience necessary. Must have van.” The drummer says “Style-conscious rockers only”.
The singer then said “You’ve just witnessed what we call an honest moment in the business.
When it ended, they told us they were going to be back in a few minutes, after they’d put the equipment away, to sell t-shirts and sign things or whatever. Then they told security to relax, that we’d be coming up there and there was no need to stop us. “We’re all friends here”. How cool is that?
So we got to chat to them, and get autographs. I had all three of them sign my ticket. My friend had nothing for them to sign so managed to get a bank receipt off a stranger to them to sign.
Very funny, down-to-earth guys, and it was a great gig.
Something that made me laugh this week :
It’s a classic, but it’s worth watching again. And if you haven’t seen it, where’ve you been?
This is the video of a talk show host that just can’t stop laughing at his guest. This one has the subtitles too.
Rumour has it that this is a fake, ie. it’s a sketch. Either way, it’s fucking funny.
Curses on :
The Daily Fucking Mail and the BBC.
Regular readers will know of my love for Russell Brand. Right so. Two weeks ago Jonathan Ross was co-hosting Russell’s radio show instead of the brilliant Matt Morgan, who’s on holiday. They were due to have a phone call with Andrew Sachs, the guy who played Manuel in Fawlty Towers.
The phone call went into voicemail, and Ross and Brand left a message in which Ross shouted “He fucked your granddaughter!”, causing much laughter in the studio, as Brand had indeed slept with his granddaughter, who’s a member of the group, “The Satanic Sluts”. A lovely innocent girl you see. The phone call was pretty hilarious, if a bit out of line.
The show had two complaints, which apparently were not even related to the whole Manuel incident. Then midway through the next week, the Daily Mail decide to go poking around. They print an article about it, taking the incident out of context, making it seem far worse than it was. Of course, the retarded readers of this rag go complaining to the BBC, despite most of them never even hearing it for themselves. Who complains about something they never even heard or saw themselves? Fucking idiots, that’s who.
I’d understand if this was some sort of moral crusade by the paper, but of course they couldn’t give a flying fuck about the “victims” - Andrew and his granddaughter. The whole thing had flown under the radar until reported by the papers. This then drew a lot embarrassing attention to Andrew, something he said he didn’t want. Brand and Ross had both apologised and he’d accepted this.
Could this tirade by the Daily Mail be motivated by the fact that Brand has (deservedly) taken the piss out of them on several occasions?
Now the BBC caved into the small amount of pressure (seriously, 10,000 complaints is what percent of total listeners? Negligible) and placed Brand and Ross under suspension. Brand resigns. He was probably glad of a reason to do this, with his acting career taking off and so many radio shows being done from LA or whatever. Or maybe he just didn’t want to continue doing a radio show knowing he’d now be under strict control and censorship. Either way, it’s taken away one of the highlights of my week. I was a loyal listener to that podcast, and looked forward to it every week.
If anyone’s worried about the poor little granddaughter (I don’t even know her name, she’s that useless), well fear not. She’s sold her sex story to The Sun, and perhaps her band, The Satanic Sluts, will now get a bigger name for themselves, and she can become a proper good celebrity and appear on a reality TV show. Selling her story? The actions of someone who’s ashamed and embarrassed? Perhaps she can be a page 3 girl too, to show how self-conscious she is?
I’d feel sorry for her if she was genuinely embarrassed by the whole thing, but she clearly isn’t. She’s loving the chance to gain a bit of undeserved media attention and make a bit of cheap cash.
So who’s won here?
The Daily Mail got a few copies sold and a bit of attention.
Andrew Sachs got a whole lot of unwanted attention and embarrasment, which wouldn’t have existed if the DM didn’t go fucking about.
Andrew Sachs’ granddaughter got herself a bit of cash we now know that the name of her band is well and truly accurate. Congratulations. You can have sex and tell the papers. Glorified prostitution.
Russell Brand is going to have to carry on with all his other projects.
The most downloaded BBC podcast is no longer being produced, well thank God all those avid listeners no longer have to endure the show. They must have been forced to download it or something - who could like the abominable Russell Brand?
Jonathan Ross is suspended for 12 weeks without pay. What the fuck am I gonna watch on a Friday night if I choose to stay in?
What’s worse is that the show wasn’t even live. The editor could have simply taken out the “offensive” material - that’s his job.
A big well done to the Daily Mail, (the paper who told us the Nazi’s were great and we should all get behind ol’ Adolf) for making sure everybody’s happy.
I’m pleased with :
I’ve a week off next week. ‘Nuff said.
A week to plan lots of things and then never do any of them. Bliss.
A pointless anecdote from this week :
I played Nintendo Wii for the first time the other day. It was after a few beers but overall I feel I was a natural.
Tennis, Golf, Boxing, Bowling, you name it. While the Wii is actually really good fun, it’d get boring pretty soon I reckon. It’s the kind of thing you want a friend to have, but you’re not bothered buying yourself. Thankfully this is exactly the circumstances under which I played.
Great guy/gal of this week :
The French girl in my Maths lecture who did my French homework for me. I know now that not all French people are smelly and arrogant.
Some are helpful.
Product/Service I like this week :
Amstel. 8 cans for €10 in Tesco?
Yes please.
A quote :
“The trouble with unemployment is that the minute you wake up in the morning you’re on the job“
On Wednesday, third level students marched through Dublin and up to the Dáil to show our feelings at the idea of fees being introduced. I was torn between going to my French lecture and marching. On one hand, I was hating French so far (through no fault of my own, the way we’re “taught” it is awful, my secondary school teacher was far superior). On the other hand, fuck French, this is a protest march. Won’t get to do that often. Rage against the motherfucking machine.
Feck it, I’ll go march. Sure I can get the French notes online anyway.
So I went. Apparently there was 12,000-15,000 students marching in total. Mainly from TCD, UCD, and DIT from what I could see. It was quite good actually. There was never really a fear of there being any trouble, although with the number of gardaí around it wouldn’t have lasted long anyway. The highlight of the entire thing was reading the signs people had made.
Some normal ones like :
“Education is a right, not a privilege”
“More fees, less degrees”
But I preferred the following :
“Stick your fees up your gees”
“Fees are silly, go suck my willy”
“Down with this sort of thing” of course accompanied by “Careful now” (Father Ted)
“Free Joseph Fritzl”
“You’ve made us very angry”
“Grrr”
Fair play to everyone that marched, especially those who made signs, I’m sure there were other funny ones I’ve just forgotten about. If anyone can remember any more, let me know and I’ll update the post and give you credit for it.
But for non football fans, have a ram on a power line.
For some reason the lack of punctuation in the caption(s) crack me up. Perhaps it’s time LOLcats were replaced by LOLrams.
Curses on :
This. The Sunday Round-Up is getting difficult to manage. Later on today I’m going to have to compile an excel file or else just a hand-written table of all the previous things that have been on the round-up.
Whenever anything happens during the week I have to think to myself : “That’s going on the blog, but should it be in the Sunday post or does it deserve a post of it’s own?”.
Also, I purchased a few new posters recently, and put them on my wall this week. I had to rearrange some of the ones that were currently on there. For the past few nights a different poster has fallen on me during the night. The initial fright and confusion of a big poster falling on your face in the middle of the night is difficult to match. This is followed by annoyance at the blue-tack for not doing it’s job. The one job the blue-tack has to feckin’ do.
Finally, there’s forgiveness the next day as you put the poster back up with a little more blue-tack and an extra shove into the wall.
I’m pleased with :
The clocks went back one hour last night. That’s an extra hour of sleep!
This vital daylight savings technique is the reason I got up this morning rather than this afternoon.
And, Presidents Of The United States Of America have announced another Dublin gig, on April 3rd, a day after my birthday! Savage.
A pointless anecdote from this week :
The day of the march I mentioned above, I was in the pub in Trinity campus, the beloved “Pav”.
Anyway, a guy walked by me and I had to stop him and ask “Sorry, are you Dan?”
He says yeah, and I explain to him we met at a Babyshambles concert (back in 2006!) and he’d added me on Bebo and such afterwards. The reason I remembered him was because he’s a very busy guy. Does his own solo acoustic music (which is actually very good) and is very involved in politics, which is not something you see often - a young guy who cares enough about politics to get involved. He told me that he’s off college for a year as he’s doing some student union stuff in his college this year, no surprises there!
We chatted for a while, and he remembered me quite well, which was a pleasant surprise for me. Very nice chap, but how strange was it to meet (and remember him) after we’d met over two years ago at a feckin’ concert?
I love stuff like that happening.
Great guy/gal of this week :
Ruth from Pete Doherty Forum (dot com). She’ll probably never read this but it must be done anyway.
Firstly, Ruth was one of the first decent members on the forum when I first created it.
She is also the one who gave me the ticket to see Dirty Pretty Things a few months ago. This resulted in me meeting the band, and getting the picture with Carl Barat that I treasure so much. Not just this, but no matter how much I insisted, she wouldn’t take payment for the ticket.
And this week, she has pointed out to me that if you search for “Carl Barat” on google images, the picture of me and Carl is on the first page of results, and as she put it : “That’s a claim to fame if I ever heard one.”
Product/Service I like this week :
Check out the two posters I got on Tuesday. There was a big poster sale in a place just off Trinity campus, I got both of these for a tenner. It was €6 each or two for a tenner, so obviously I simply had to get two…
That second one is for the band, Tool. I wanted to get a poster of theirs back at their concert in 2006, but by the time I got to the counter they’d sold out. Now I can look back and say fuck you, merchandise stand. Fuck you right in your understocked ass.
A quote :
“Three o’clock is always too late or too early for anything you want to do.“
- Jean-Paul Sartre.
How true’s that?
Favourite song this week :
Time For Heroes - by The Libertines
Had to be careful not to make the typo “Time For Herpes”
Have I had the Libertines on this before?
This song is one of their most famous, and regarded by many as their best. Written by Pete after the Mayday riots, the lyrics make it one of my favourite songs. I just watched the video there, and it’s good yet depressing to see Pete and Carl together all young and happy. Before the “troubled rocker” or “junkie rocker” headlines.
Did you see the stylish kids in the riot?
Shovelled up like muck, set the night on fire. Wombles bleed, truncheons and shields, you know I cherish you my love.
But there’s a rumour spread nasty disease around town, You caught round the houses with your trousers down
A headrush in the bush, You know I cherish you my love.
Tell me what can you want, now you’ve got it all
The whole scene is obscene
Time will strip it away
A year and a day
And Bill Bones
Bill Bones knows what I mean
He knows it’s eating, it’s chewing me up
It’s not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood
And it’s all
It’s all in my hands
And its all up the walls
Well the stale chips are up and the hopes stakes are down
It’s these ignorant faces that bring this town down
And I sighed and sunken with pride
I passed myself down on my knees
Yes I passed myself down on my knees
There are fewer more distressing sights than that
Of an Englishman in a baseball cap
And we’ll die in the class we were born
But that’s a class of our own my love
A class of our own my love.
On the 12th Sunday Round-Up my true love gave to me…
My abstract distraction this week is :
Meeting celebrities! Well, sort of celebrities. It started last Sunday after a gig by a band called This Will Destroy You. They played a good gig, quite a short set, but still very good. Afterwards I got to shake hands and chat to both guitarists, nothing major, but I was happy.
The next night I was at an official opening night for a club in Dublin. A friend of mine had somehow gotten a load of tickets for the event. We went in, managed to get our first round of drinks for free, then were each given four vouchers for free drinks. On top of that, there were people going around all night with rum & cokes on a tray for the taking. Then the free food was brought around to each table. Swanky! Supposedly there was a(n) FHM model there, but I was more interested in getting to see Ms. Rosie Webster from Coronation Street. Her real name is Helen Flanagan, and it was perfect for me that she was the celeb attraction for that night, as the Football365 forum has a bit of an obsession with her.
I started a thread on the forum (I won’t be linking to it!) before going out, stating that Rosie was going to be in the club I was going to that night. A lot of people gave me instructions, the general concensus was that I HAD to get a picture or video of her. Just last week someone on the forum claimed to have met her, and gave a picture, but it turned out to be a lie and the picture was two years old and of someone else, so a lot of pressure was on me!
Luckily enough I managed to find her (upstairs, protected by some security lads) and got the picture. Because of all the free drink that was going and being consumed, I don’t actually remember speaking to her, but I have the photographic evidence.
The photo was put on the forum, and I was complimented quite a lot for my “Top forumming”. Of course there were plenty of slaggings and insults and people comparing me to other famous people (a footballer and a singer from a particularly shit band!), but overall it went down very well.
Something that made me laugh this week :
I found a ton of these hilarious exam answer pictures, and will be putting them all in a dedicated post sometime, but for now, here’s two of my favourites.
Curses on :
College things being cancelled without me knowing. I went in the other day for 10am, was worried about being late but managed to get in around 5 minutes late - grand. Got in and the lecture hadn’t started, and there was only about a third of the usual turnout there.
Turns out the lecture had been cancelled, and my next one wasn’t for another two hours. So I missed two feckin’ hours of sleep. The anger you feel at this sort of thing.
“Two fucking hours! I’m wrecked now, whereas if I had those precious two hours I’d be on top of the world. This is fucking bullshit. Fuck this college shit, wasting my god damn time here I am. Should be off learning a trade and earning some-
Fuck it. I’ll go get a breakfast roll. That’ll make me feel better.
Yeah. That’s it. Breakfast rolls solve all.”
Then two days later, I’m finished one lecture at 12, and have my next one at 1pm, and then I’m done. The 11am-12pm one finishes. So I’m arsing around for an hour waiting. Finally we get into the tutorial, and the tutor tells us we’re being split into two groups. Anyone with their surname from M-Z may go home and come back next week, as that tutorial need only be attended every other week.
Seriously? You couldn’t have emailed us that yesterday and saved half the class the hassle of coming in?
Seriously, if you haven’t watched this show, start watching it.
A pointless anecdote from this week :
There I was on an hour’s break in college. Had a bit of a hangover, so decided I deserved some lunch.
Went and bought some lunch and sat on a bench on campus in Trinity that’s sort of secluded, it’s really nice. As I was sitting there, I heard someone walking by the railings behind me, saying “I can’t fucking believe this shit”.
Naturally I turned around to look at him, saw he was on the phone, wearing a red jumper.
A few seconds later he walks into the little secluded spot I’m in.
“Oh great, here comes the psychopath having a bad day. This is bound to end well.”
He walks in my direction and says, in a bit of a posh voice :
“Sorry man, are you in the college?”
“Yeah”
“Right well I’m sorry to bother you, but I’ve locked myself out of my car, have no wallet, nothing, and need to get home again. Any chance you could give me a little spare change for a train home? The amount of people who’ve told me to fuck off is unreal.”
I was in quite a good mood, and felt for the guy.
“Eh, alright yeah, how much do you need?”
“Dunno man, how much is a train ticket? Two something?”
“Here, just take that” And I gave him 3 euro.
“Aw cheers man, thanks so much” etc.
And off he went.
Then a few minutes later I saw a security guard jogging past my secluded spot, and he looks in my direction and points at me. I thought this meant I wasn’t supposed to be eating or drinking from a can there. I was just finished my food and drink anyway so put the can and wrapper in the bin before he came back. Then I took out a book and read.
“Sorry there” - the security guard is back and right in front of me.
“How ya doin’?”
“That chap in the red top, he give you some story about a car or something?”
“Yeah he did.”
“We’ve had trouble with him before, don’t be afraid to give us a shout if anything like that happens”
“Ah he seemed genuine enough though”
“Yeah but you need to be careful, these people can rob you blind”
“Alright, thanks a lot”
“Sound”
So the well dressed man with the posh accent may well have been no more than a clever beggar.
Great guy/gal of this week :
Adam Ficek and Helen Flanagan of course.
Honourable mention also to Danny from Adam’s record label, 360 Degree Music, who sent me an email after I made the blog post, thanking me for coming down on the day and also for making the blog post. How nice!
Product/Service I like this week :
Trinity student discount for Captain America’s. Technically it’s actually only for members of the Hist society, but practically everyone joins that. The deal is that from Monday-Wednesday we can get two main courses for the price of one.
I went in with a friend the other night, I ordered a nice manly steak meal while he got some lasagne.
“And to drink sir?”
“Just some lovely free water please”.
The meal was massive, really filling and much better than getting some crap from McDonald’s or Burger King (though I have been converted to BK’s recently).
How much did it cost me? €7.50, including a tip.
Thank you college discount!
A quote :
“Do not weep like a woman for what you could not defend like a man.“
- Some chap’s mother.
We were out on Friday and a girl said this quote. I remarked on how good it was, and if she made it up herself. She then gave me the full story behind it. Here’s an explanation I found online :
When the Christian took over the Muslim Spain, the last place left under the Muslims was Grenada. And the ruler of Grenada, Abu Muhammad, signed a treaty with the Christians that they would not forcefully convert Muslims and they would not oppress them. But as soon the Christians got hold of Grenada, they went and hung up a cross on the top of the Hamra Palace. When Abu Muhammad saw this he started crying and then his mother rebuked him by saying “Do not weep like a woman for what you could not defend like a man.”
Favourite song this week :
Goin’ Against Your Mind - by Built To Spill
The first time I listened to this band’s album I thought it was utter shite.
Then I gave it another go, and fell in love with this song (such a good intro!) but hated the rest of the album.
I now like the entire album.
Enjoy.
That’s that. I’m relieved to get this finished, I feel really sick and it’s honestly painful to do anything but lie in bed like a vegetable. Sympathy plzkthx.
We’ve reached double figures with the Sunday Round-Up, so it’s not quite the epic fail I feared it would be.
My abstract distraction this week is :
College. I just started this week, with “Freshers’ Week” and I really enjoyed it. My lectures don’t start until next week, so this week was just a couple of meetings in between all the meeting new people, joining all the societies, and nights out. The most notable nights out were the Traffic Light Ball and Headphone Disco.
I also found out there’s another Mark Walsh in my course, and with the same tutor as me. For feck’s sake!
I went in to meet my tutor, introduced myself and he said :
“Ah yes, the other Mark Walsh”.
The other feckin’ Mark Walsh? I’ll have you know I’m the original and the best sir! What are the odds of that though? There was even a mix-up in our chosen optional subjects. I was given the one he picked, and vice versa.
I’m sure there’ll be an in-depth college post soon enough.
Something that made me laugh this week :
Everyday Normal Guy by Jon Lajoie. Click that link for the Youtube video. Great satirical video, taking the piss out of all the rap bitches and hoes shit. You can’t beat the copious use of the word “Muthafucka”.
Here’s the opening few lines :
“I’m just a regular everyday normal guy…Nothin’ special bout me Mutha Fucka.
I’m just a regular everyday normal guy…When I go to the clubs I wait in line Mutha Fucka.
I’m just a regular everyday normal guy…I got $600 in da bank Mutha Fucka.
I’m just a regular everyday normal guy…And my sexual performances are average.”
Thanks to CB and TG who introduced me to this guy, he’s got some other hilarious songs, so check out his other stuff too.
Curses on :
Two things this week.
1. Dirty Pretty Things have split up.
A band I liked quite a lot, having seen them live before, met Carl Barat, and am going to see them again next month. However, they’ve decided to pack it in after this tour. The second album was a bit of a letdown, but it’s still sad to see them go. Especially since they’ve said that this isn’t paving the way for a Libertines reform. But it probably is.
Ireland’s best blogger, and one of the few writers that can consistently make me laugh, has decided to call it a day. It’s quite sad really. He’s won a few awards with his blog and deservedly so, it’s just hilarious!
I’m pleased with :
I expected my Kings Of Leon album review to get a bad reaction (if any). Mainly because no review is ever accepted, and people will always disagree when it comes to something as subjective as music.
The first comment reply to my review began with : “Without doubt the most accurate review I’ve read (and i’ve read alot).”
So that was nice. And I didn’t recognise the commenter, so perhaps he found me through google or something else.
A pointless anecdote from this week :
Earlier on I mentioned a person with the same name as me doing the same college course as me.
On Thursday I was in a meeting giving us a virtual tour of the college and all that, and being the social little butterfly that I am, began talking to the chap sitting beside me. We did all the usual conversation stuff (”What course are you doing? Where are you from?”) and after a while I mentioned the bit about someone doing the same course as me.
“Yeah the exact same name, Mark Walsh”
“Oh Mark! I know him! He’s the only other person from my school that’s coming to this college, so basically I’m with him the whole time”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah”
“Did he pick Law as his extra subject?”
“Yeah he did, how did you know?”
I went on to explain the whole mix-up from earlier.
I love when stuff like that happens!
Small world eh?
Great guy/gal of this week :
I’ve gotta give it to Twenty Major. Not only has he made me laugh so often during the time I’ve been reading his blog, but even his style of writing has influenced my own, and for that I’m grateful.
Twenty <3
Product/Service I like this week :
That “Rockstar” drink. This was being given out for free in college everyday. It’s an energy drink type thing, but comes in a 500ml can, like a beer can.
Two mornings I arrived into college feeling pretty horrible, a bus journey with a hangover is just not very nice. Both times a can of this stuff put me right back on top of the world. The only drawback was a few new acquaintances having to make sure I hadn’t started on the beer at 10am.
A quote :
Winston Churchill: Madam, you are ugly Elizabeth Braddock: Sir, you are drunk Winston Churchill: Yes, but in the morning, I shall be sober.
It’s commonly quoted, but is such a good quote. There’s a few variations of it but this one is my favourite. Churchill has some brilliant quotes.
Favourite song this week :
Peaches - by The Presidents Of The United States of America
I freakin’ love this band!
It’s a funny story how I found them actually. One Monday night in sixth year, I decided to sort some weekend plans, as I’d done nothing the previous weekend. Went and had a look on Ticketmaster to see if any decent gigs were on. Checked Tripod, a favourite venue of mine.
Saw this band. Had never heard of them before. Downloaded their stuff, and really liked them. Picked up a ticket and went (yes, on my own). Got nice and drunk and really enjoyed the gig.
Now one of my favourite bands.
The video for this song is good, with ninjas and everything. A lot of their stuff is tongue-in-cheek style so do bear that in mind.
Before this Monday I’d never seen this show before (apart from that dancing scene). I decided to give it a go this week and I’ve already finished watching the first series. It’s brilliant.
It’s difficult to explain why I like it, it’s just so realistic or something, brilliant satirical writing. Ricky Gervais is really good in it - I never really rated him before, as his stand-up comedy show wasn’t all that great.
Well worth watching. And thanks to Joseph for persuading me into watching it.
Something that made me laugh this week :
This website - “Things My Girlfriend And I Have Argued About”.
Some classic examples of how woman can just be complete and utter mentalists at times.
I particularly enjoyed the following :
“I eat two-fingered Kit-Kats like I’d eat any other chocolate bars of that size, i.e., without feeling the need to snap them into two individual fingers first. Margret accused me of doing this, ‘deliberately to annoy her’. ”
“Wherever I’m standing is where Margret needs to be standing, and vice versa. Doesn’t matter where we are - the kitchen, the bathroom, Scotland - we each infuriatingly occupy the space where the other one wants to be, urgently. Over the years we’ve developed signals for this situation. Mine is to stand behind her and mutter under my breath. Margret’s is to shoulder-charge me out of the way.”
There’s a lot on there, so it’d be handy for anyone (particularly men) looking for something to read to waste some time (provided you’ve already dug through my archives on here).
Curses on :
My external hard-drive. Technically this is the hard-drive from my old laptop, just put into a caddy thingy. So now I want to use the 80gb for storing extra things or backing up my important files.
However, that bastard Mr. Vista, takes up a lot of space. I think between the Windows folder and the program files folder there’s about 30gb taken up. So obviously I tried to delete them two, but there’s some issue with permissions, and I can’t figure out how to delete them. I even tried a program called “Unlocker” which is really good for deleting locked files/folders, and that could do nothing.
Also, the hard-drive has a partition on it, which is just so fucking annoying. The computer picks it up as two separate 40gb hard-drives.
Anyone know how to sort this?
I’m pleased with :
College starts next week. Some friends from Wexford have settled into Halls in Dublin, and already it sounds like great fun. Timbaland is visiting Trinity college next week, and there’s rumours my beloved Pete Doherty will be too. Of all the people, my favourite musician!
I’ll be joining a lot of societies and all that, if even just to get the free stuff. You’ll be kept updated on here I imagine.
A pointless anecdote from this week :
I had a free house one night recently, on a Saturday night.
I took this chance to play a bit of music and get playing some bass along with it. Wasn’t at full volume or anything (my bass amp is only a pathetic 10w anyway). There I was, playing away to my little heart’s content, and I thought I heard a small noise. Looked on the ground and saw a pen, so presumed the cable just moved that or I stood on it or something, and carried on playing.
Then I heard another little noise. Stopped playing and muted the music, and went to see if someone had come home or something.
Heard the doorbell being rang.
Turned out it was half ten, I didn’t realise it had gotten so late. My neighbour had called in to politely ask me to turn it down, at which point I apologised profusely and asked him the time, and promptly felt like a bit of an arsehole when he looked at his watch and told me half ten. Thank Christ it was a Saturday night at least, which makes it a bit more excusable for breaking the unofficial 10pm noise curfew.
Moral of the story - keep an eye on the time when being loud.
Great guy/gal of this week :
The other day I had the nicest bus driver ever. I was the only person getting on the bus, and was using a ticket, so didn’t need to interact with the driver. I was holding the ticket quite visibly in my hand as I got on. I turned and went to put the ticket in the ticket device yoke, which meant I had my back to the driver.
Yet still, he greeted me really politely. Now this sounds like nothing, but it took me surprise. When I started using buses regularly I’d always be all polite and such, but after a while you tire of being pleasant when all you seem to get in return is a bus driver being a complete cunt right back at you.
Me : “How ya doin’? Town please, two euro *puts in money*”
Driver : ” *presses button and coughs* ”
Me : “Cheers mate”
Driver : ” *floors it* ”
Then as I went to sit down, some foreign girls were at front of the bus, to get off at the next stop. The bus driver (a Dubliner) was laughing and joking with them, which is rare for a bus driver driving a bus at rush hour. Then I caught his reflection in the driver mirror, and he was wearing such a cool pair of sunglasses.
He said thanks to every single person that got off the bus, which just doesn’t happen often at all.
That bus driver <3
Product/Service I like this week :
Converse shoes imitations. Got a cool pair of “fake cons” for €15 in New Look the other week, and they’re fastly becoming my favourite shoes - much more comfortable than the real thing. As a college student (albeit one who’s living at home) I have to control expenditure. I could have bought four pairs of these for the price it would have cost me to get the real ones.
A quote :
“When they kick at your front door, how ya gonna come? With your hands on your head, or on the trigger of your gun?
When the law break in, how ya gonna go? Shot down on the pavement, or waiting in death row?”
This is from the song “Guns Of Brixton” by The Clash. This is the only song (I think) where the lyrics were written by the bassist Paul Simonon. He sings on this song and swaps his bass for a guitar, and Joe Strummer takes over on bass duties. There’s some trivia for ya, right there.
More you say? Back in the days of The Libertines, Pete Doherty and Carl Barat were doing one of their infamous gigs in their own flat. The police were called, which happened regularly at these gigs. When the police came in, Pete ‘n’ Carl seranaded them with this song. That’s cool. End of.
Favourite song this week :
London Calling - by The Clash
While I’m talking about The Clash, I may as well give them the song of the week. This is one of their most popular songs. Often I hear it come on at a party or something, and get all excited and enthusiastic, and go up to whoever owns the iPod that’s playing :
“Didn’t know you liked The Clash!”
“What?”
“The Clash! This song!”
“Oh, nah, I only have this song, don’t know any of their other stuff”
“Oh right. I need a drink.”
Annoyingly, any good youtube videos I found of this had disabled embedding, so I’m only able to link to the song, which is here. When i first heard The Clash I didn’t like them at all, but they’re one of my favourite bands now, they really grew on me.
Anyone who’s ever played the game “Kerbs” (aka Kerbies) in their lifetime - stay tuned to this blog during the week.
Back on track this week, it’s Saturday afternoon as I type this!
My abstract distraction this week is :
Preparing for college.
And by preparing, I mean preparing to party!
It looks like TCD have some good things planned for Freshers’ week, namely a foam party and a silent disco. I’ve been wanting to go to one of these silent discos for ages!
From what I understand, you walk in, and the DJ is playing music that can be heard only on the wireless headphones you get in the place. So basically everyone is listening and dancing to music on headphones, but if you want to go chat to someone, merely take off the headphones and talk, without having to scream - beautiful!
Between all the drinking I think I’ll have to register and attend some lectures and shit, but who gives a bollocks about that?
The title and content speak for themselves. A very common thing was people urinating/defacating somewhere that wasn’t the toilet, but they thought it was the toilet.
One of my favourites was about a guy who came home, absolutely hammered. Goes up to his parents room, unzips his trousers and starts pissing all over his father in bed, then walks over to the wardrobe and opens it and is standing there when his parents ask him what the hell he’s doing.
“I’m washing me fuckin’ hands!” was his response.
I’d say breakfast the next morning was a barrel of laughs!
Curses on :
The downstairs laptop (ie, the family laptop) is broken. This means that today I’ve had to loan my beautiful lappy to family members so they could do ridiculous things like go on bebo or burn CDs. Don’t these people realise I have a blog to run?
And time to waste.
On bebo.
Now I also have to be the consultant for when we’re buying a new laptop. This is how the conversation usually goes :
“Mark, we just want something simple”
“Ah yeah I know, tell me your budget and I’ll find the best one”
“We just want to be able go online, send and receive emails and maybe burn CDs”
“Just the basics like, nothing fancy like you have”
“I think I understand you, yeah”
” *counts out on fingers* Internet, email, CDs”
“Alright, you do realise that any machine these days that didn’t do those things would be completely obsolete, and thus any laptop I buy new will of course be able to do those basic things?”
“About five hundred quid then”
“Grand”
I’m pleased with :
The weather gods listened to me. What did I say in last week’s post?
“The shitty cunty bastard motherfucking rain.
Just piss off.”
I’m currently typing this on a Saturday afternoon in my back garden, with a beautiful clear blue sky above me. Perfect weather for a beer.
Just like last week the weather was so bad you only had one option - go on the beer.
A pointless anecdote from this week :
I was in Tesco recently, buying beer which cost a total of €9.99. I knew the girl who was supervising the self service, and was chatting away to her while I used the thingy.
I put in a tenner, and walked off nonchalantly. “I don’t want no smelly one cent” says I.
Then I heard someone shouting after me. This kid (about 9 or 10 years old I’d say) I recognised from when I used to work in Spar, and he used to wreck my head. He’d come in with his twin brother and their friend and be all innocent and high-pitched while I was all hungover.
I kept walking out of the shop anyway.
“Excuse me!”
My thoughts : “Oh just leave me alone, you can keep the cent, go have a party with your friends with it, just let me leave without having to do the patronising pleasantries with you”
“Excuse me!”
My thoughts : “You incessant little bastard, now I’m going to have to turn around and take the stupid fucking one cent coin off you, then to make matters worse, I’m going to have to thank you for giving me it.”
So I turn around and try to look like I didn’t hear him call me the first two times.
“You left these behind”.
The kid holds out three ten euro notes.
I say thanks, take them, and stand there looking bemused and befuddled.
My thoughts : “That’s not right, even if I gave in a fifty by accident, which I definitely didn’t, there’d be €40 in change”
My malevolent thoughts : “Get the fuck outta here, you came with ten euro and you’re leaving with ten euro worth of beer and thirty euro. Run, you fool.”
My good boy thoughts : “This could be someone else’s money, give it to the girl working”
My malevolent thoughts : “Don’t listen to that tripe, you’re profiting here. For fuck’s sake man, run. RUN. Oh great, now the girl is coming over. I hope you’re happy, you worthless piece of shit. You’re some idiotic boob.”
My good boy thoughts : “And justice prevails”
Girl : “Is that your change?”
Me : “Eh, I don’t think so”
She holds out her hand.
“Do I have to?”
“Yes!”
Malevolent thoughts : “Ask her if she wants to split the money and nobody will be any the wiser”
Good boy thoughts : “That’s fucking stupid”
I gave her the money and left, deflated.
Malevolent thoughts : “I can’t quite describe the rage I feel right now”
Good boy thoughs : “Actually yeah, what were you thinking, you should have ran for it man”.
Great guy/gal of this week :
Girl on the bus yesterday. I was waiting for ages at the bus stop. Then when the bus came, I check my wallet and see no change. Bollocks. Why the fuck didn’t I check earlier? I always check as soon as I get to the bus stop. Why, on the one day I don’t have change, didn’t I check for change?
Wait, my bus ticket, I usually have a spare in my wallet.
Nope.
Bollocks!
I get on the bus without thinking and take out a fiver, and ask the girl getting on if she has any change.
“Even just two euro, and you can keep the fiver”
She takes out her purse and goes “Oh yeah!” and hands me five euro in coins.
“Aw thank you so much, I really appreciate it”
“No bother at all” and off she totters to her seat.
The funny thing is, just the day before, some chap was coming up to everyone on the bus trying to get change of a fiver. “What a fool” I thought. Then the next day, I was the fool.
That girl on the bus <3
Product/Service I like this week :
24hr petrol stations, fucking heroes.
I was out the other night, after a night in the pub, so obviously, I was rather drunk. Went up the petrol station :
“Yeah, ya got any free stuff? Sandwiches? Muffins?”
He walks off without a word, and comes back with three muffins in a bag. Proper big muffins. I put a euro through the window thing for his troubles, which was pretty stupid actually.
They were blueberry muffins, which was a letdown, (chocolate > blueberry) but with the secret ingredient of not having to pay, they were delicious.
A quote :
“If you can keep your head when all around you have lost theirs, then you probably haven’t understood the seriousness of the situation.“
Said by Ricky Gervais’ character David Brent in The Office. Readers may remember a few weeks ago I talked about the poem “If” by Rudyard Kipling, which is quite popular, and the first line of which is :
“If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you…“
I haven’t watched the Office much, but having read that quote, I’m definitely going to.
Favourite song this week :
Rebellion (Lies) - by The Arcade Fire
Picking this song actually made me realise how long it’s been since I listened to Arcade Fire. They’re a great band, with a shitload of members and instruments. I only briefly saw them live at Oxegen ‘07 from great distance. The first time they came to Ireland I intended to get tickets, then came home from school on the day and was shocked to see they’d sold out. I didn’t know anyone else that liked them, so presumed they weren’t popular. I was majorly pissed off.
I’ve gone off them a bit, their second album was a bit of a let down for me, though it was still very good.
Anyway, this song is off their first album, and was always a favourite of mine.
Enjoy.
That’s all for this week. I’m pleased to get this one published before it’s even officially Sunday afternoon.
Very late one this week, I’m just back from Wexford and I’m absolutely wrecked, it’s been a hectic few days. The show must go on…
My abstract distraction this week is :
My debs. This was on Friday night in the Red Cow in Dublin. To be honest I wasn’t looking forward to it that much, there’s a lot of effort involved and being the lethargic fool that I am, this doesn’t appeal. So I left it all until the last minute.
Got my suit on Thursday, I went in and bought one (there’s more about this in the Great Guy/Gal section) as I have a friend that spent €150 just to rent one, which seemed way too expensive for my liking. Since I’m going to college soon I figured a suit would be handy for formal events too, Trinity Ball for example. Found a good looking place (”Black Tie”) in town, and this followed :
“Hey, eh, I have my debs tomorrow”.
“Right, yeah.”
“And I have nothing and don’t really know anything, but I need to get a suit.”
“Right so.”
The chap was really good, measured me up (ooh!) and didn’t seem to mind how clueless I was with the whole thing. Got everything in there, black suit jacket and trousers, silver waistcoat, black tie, white shirt and then the cufflinks to match the dress of the girl I was bringing. All for €295, which I was delighted with.
The night itself was actually brilliant, I had a really good time and it was good to see some of my old teachers again. Shame on the ones that didn’t go!
Might throw some pictures up in a post in a while.
Good nights out lately. The debs on Friday was a great night, then the following morning I went to Wexford to see some friends. This was the closest I’ve come to a holiday this year so I was actually quite excited!
New Ross is a nice town anyway, and Spiders pub is my new home away from home. I gave my business card to a shitload of people down there that night (advertising when drunk is always a great idea of course).
And what’s even better is that I seem to have become immune to hangovers. Praise the lord.
A pointless anecdote from this week :
I saw someone being mugged the other day.
I was being driven into town and as we stopped at some traffic lights along the quays, I heard a rukus outside, looked and saw a chap running off with a woman’s handbag, and then a very disgruntled looking woman.
It’s weird when you actually see things like this in real life.
Thankfully I ran out of the car, apprehended the villain and returned the bag to the lady, who then declared me he hero and I picked her up and off we went.*
* This is a lie.
Great guy/gal of this week :
Jennie Parker. (Happy, bitch?) Jennie has been after this coveted spot for a while, and finally she’s gotten it.
Jennie is a friend of mine from Wexford. Anytime we’ve met up it has ended in the consumption of a lot of alcohol. As she’s quite the sociable little minx, I thought she’d be great to bring to my debs (she’s been to several others this Summer so she knows her stuff!) and of course, such a proposition was irresistible to her - she’s only human after all.
This is where she really earned the great gal award. Jennie came up on Thursday to Dublin to help me pick my suit.
Basically I get pissed off with shopping, so if I went to buy a suit on my own I’d get annoyed and just grab the first one I saw and hope for the best. Jennie stopped this happening, and helped me decide what colour things to get and generally was excellent in helping me buy the thing.
She then scrubbed herself up really well for the debs the next night and the lulz were had by all.
I went back to Wexford with her the following morning and met up with some other folk I know down there. Lulz were had by all.
Jennie, I hope you’re happy (”I better get the great guy slash gal for this!”) and thanks again for all your help. And you’re welcome for all the alcohol.
Product/Service I like this week :
Bus Éireann.
I’d never been on these sort of buses before, because living in Dublin I rarely need to go beyond the Dublin Bus service.
However, for a three hour journey, it cost me only €13 for a return ticket.
I pay two fucking euro to get from my home into Dublin City.
A quote :
“If you’ve lost your faith in love and music, the end won’t be long”
From my beloved Pete Doherty, in the song “The Good Old Days” by The Libertines. This is a great song that I was listening to just as I came in tonight, and it’s a lyric I’ve always liked.
Favourite song this week :
Use Somebody - by Kings Of Leon
KOL are one of my favourite bands, and this is off their new album which is yet to be released (legally). Anyway, I mentioned this song last week, and I reckon it’s gonna be quite a big hit.
The way Caleb sings in this song just sounds great and is so catchy.
