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Selection of articles written between 2005 and today.
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Daniel Johnston – Live in Dublin
Imagine opening up a sarcophagus and finding within a body made of soft, pink play-doh. Prising open the ribcage you find a frail and burnished mechanical bird singing for all its worth. It can’t hold a tune and it’s shedding springs and nuts and bolts at a terrifying rate, shuddering and convulsing but still singing… Read more
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Sylvia Plath
Charles thanked the old man in the grocery store and told him how much Marjory would enjoy the lovely chocolates. He’d seen her three times already that day, but hidden so as not to spoil the lovely surprise. Marjory would be twenty four years old, at precisely eight minutes passed seven and he had everything… Read more
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The Leaving Certificate
As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a monstrous insect. ’Will you look at this shit?’ Cavana said, stubbing out a Marlborough Light. ’Humf ?’ Kelly was only half listening, absorbed in his own corrections. ’Listen to this,’ Cavana continued, and read out the whole… Read more
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Working Class Hero – Greenday
’Judy baby, Judy baby, Judy.’ ’I tolt ya nah ta call me dah.’ ’Ah love, me love, ya’ve goh me babby in ya.’ Gilly’s eyes are sun burnt bloodshot, his hand tight on a can of fizzy sedative. Judy’s concentrating on Little Britain, mouthing the repeat’s stale dialogue, feigning a laugh. ’Did ya noh hear… Read more
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Tracy Chapman – Tracy Chapman
A big beautiful car. Dark green and full of muscle. Chrome and dark walnut trim. Alloy wheels. Cream handmade leather seats. A car anyone from a senator to a pimp would drive, if only either of them had the class. It, the car that is, was powering along, damn fast, with the top down in… Read more
