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Kevin Barrington – Love You Long Time

An Irish poet Live and UNLEASHED in Paris.

Kevin writes:

The last number in a set I did last week in Paris supporting Lydia Lunch. Realised the hip Parisian crowd was not picking on fast paced subtle humour.

So I thought I had better do some pure intensity (@2.13) – transpired it was laced with irritation at the people talking down the back.

But it worked. Thankfully. Exhausting though.

Caution: Some very saucy language.

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From top: Poet Kevin Barrington; Donald Trump


Pure Crystal Rage

Ronald McDonald
Begat
Sociopath
Clowns
Now
They
Are
All there
Out
Dancing
On the edge of
Trump Town

Yeah
They are all there
Out dancing
On the edge of Trump Town

Appalachian Desperation
– It too-
Is coming to town

And there’s nothing
Post-factual
-Or dare I say atomised –
About
That
Weimar
Sound

No
There’s nothing post-factual
About
That
Weimar
Sound

Donald
Donald
Sieg Heil Donald
We’re cookin’
We’re cookin’

We’re
Cookin’
Today

So
Go
Fuck
Fuck
Yr
New World Order

We got
Pure
Crystal
Rage

I said
Go
Fuck
Fuck
Your
New World Order

We
Got
Pure
Crystal
Rage

Kevin Barrington

Pic: Conor Horgan

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Ask the bar person.

They love making a brew.

Soulful spoken wordsmith Kevin Barrington (of controversial cat women poem fame) and friends take to the informal stage of the Leeson Lounge, Leeson Street, Dublin  to rant rave laugh and sing TOMORROW at 9pm.

Money in the hat.

Your money.

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Previously : Kevin Barrington on Broadsheet

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‘Those Women Searching For Cats, They Terrify Me’.

New from from austerity spoken word laureate Kevin Barrington.

He doesn’t normally do missing cat poems.

Directed by Conor Horgan.

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Spoken word prophet Kevin Barrington will be in the Leeson Lounge, Leeson Street, Dublin tomorrow night supporting singer Kevin Doherty as part of the Ranelagh Arts Festival.

This (above) is Kevin performing his much-loved cyber poem ‘I Love The Internet’ with blinding animation by Bruce Ryder.

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Spoken word giant Kevin Barrington’s ‘Genocide is My Man Utd’ directed by Mark Cantwell.

He’s using the classic 4-4-2 verse combination.

Kevin is performing on Sunday at 2pm on the Spoken Word stage in the Mindfield area of the Electric Picnic.

The football ground anyone?

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We managed to smuggle this recording through the Dalkey Book Festival Stalinist publicity clamp-down.

Kevin Barrington performing Van Gogh Is Such A Sneaky Painter at the Dalkey Book festival, Dalkey, Co Dublin. at the weekend.

Meanwhile, in Paris, France TOMORROW?

“Mercredi prochain, dans le cadre de la Périphérie du Marché de la Poésie, grande soirée jazz et poésie avec Niwel Tsumbu & The Multiverse et les poètes Kevin Barrington, Caya Makhele, Maxime Ndebecka, Gabriel Okoundji. €7. 7.30pm.

Translation: Kevin is performing tomorrow night at a jazzy soiree at the irish Cultural Centre, 5 rue Irish, Paris . 8.30pm.

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Rapid-talking, Dublin-born, beatnik bard Kevin Barrington [performing ‘Jack Kerouac’, above] returns [following a recent now happily resolved health issue] to the Monday Echo spoken word night at the International Bar, Wicklow Street, Dublin.

No limericks, he promises.

More Kev here.

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Austerity Laureate Kevin Barrington performing his party-spoiling ‘post-bailout’ poem ‘Sovereign Once Again’ at The Monday Echo open mic night at the International, Wicklow Street, Dublin.

Don’t listen to him.

We’re back!

Previously; Sovereign once Again

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A new poem for a ‘new era’ by Kevin Barrington (above).

The Irish Times
Of Friday November 15th
Just told me
Over Annaghmakerrig tea
We’ll be sovereign again
Sovereign again
So I took to the bike
Without precaution
Or credit
And I took to the hills
Where houses were boarded
Dogs barking
And pubs all closed
Village after village
Pubs were all closed.
And finally in Cootehill
In the county of Cavan
I sat for a pint
Where Charlie the taxi-man
Leaned forward
And said
A fierce amount had taken to the rope
Taken to the rope
Taken to the rope
Dangling from
troika trees
And yet others had gone to the bottom of
Many the lake
Many the lake
Many the lake
So I swallowed my pint
Got back on my bike
Looked up the trees
Stared down the lakes
And cried out
At the top of my voice
Time after time after time again
For God’s sake come back
Please Lord just come back
Do you all not know
We’ll be sovereign again
Sovereign again
Get the fuck up
And out of those graves
We’ll be …
Sovereign Once Again

Kevin Barrington

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This Guy’s In Love

Picture: Conor McCabe via Dalkey Book Festival