Sunday Round-Up #13

Unlucky for some.

My abstract distraction this week is :

Nothing like a good aul’ protest march!

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.

Something that made me laugh this week :

Roflham Lolspurs. Seriously, what’s going on there?

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.

Love it!

Enjoy.

Seems a bit short this week, or is that just me?

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