For Your Consideration: Final Boss of My Twenties



The one that got away, the misspent youth, the late nights winding on. The thoughts of the late-stage twenty-something feeling that vim and vigour go past them. It’s the crux of single Let Go, by songwriter Final Boss of My Twenties.

Writes Danny Carroll:

Final Boss Of My Twenties is the well-chosen moniker of Simon Maguire. The twenty-eight year old Dubliner has been many things in his life – a gardener, barman, shelf-stacker and admin office drone – negotiating the precarious employment prospects of a philosophy graduate post global crash. Looking into his thirties and increasingly feeling his youth slip away, Maguire has now chosen to face his final boss – songwriting. Attending the BIMM School Of Music, Maguire honed his craft, arriving at a sound that evokes literate 80s crooners such as Julian Cope and Morrissey.

Video directed by Sean Gallagher, camera by Joe van Velzen.

Final Boss of My Twenties

17 thoughts on “For Your Consideration: Final Boss of My Twenties

  1. Andyourpointiswhatexactly?

    Sounds like the The Fat Lady Sings to me — not so much Julian Cope, to be honest.

      1. Andyourpointiswhatexactly?

        I first discovered him on Now That’s What I Call Music 1986.
        World Shut Your Mouth is a brilliant song.

        1. bertie blenkinsop

          I was more Teardrop Explodes than his solo stuff but yep, you’re right it’s a tune.

          1. Andyourpointiswhatexactly?

            I’ll Spotify some of that tonight and take a stroll down memory lane.

    1. tippex

      Thought the very same Gearóid. I’d hazard a guess that it’s Danny being an arse rather than Simon.


    Hey Mike, I love you too but Julian was a Druid, Morrisey was a Crooner.

    I would do a venn diagram if I thought it was worth the bother
    Know your history.

    I hope you’re gonna be well-toked tonight.
    I would LOVE to participate but I’m in work, drunkand on drugs… and getting stoned too…

    I’m IN WORK.
    I’d lose me job eventually if I let me boss know what I’m up to… and then left it on YouTube… Forever.

    I love you Mike, so stop lyingabout Julian Cope.


    Ffs, Man
    Morrowsey is a man now. He must be over70 now.
    Mr. F-ing Androgenous… I feel sicker by the day, but Joh nie Background was brilliant on the guitars, etc.

    Mr. Cope will never age.
    The Smiths are dead.
    Meat is tasty.
    I’m annoyed


      You never see seagulls in Tallaght. Why is that, eh?

      hang on…it doesnt matter…. I just remembered.


        Gay people can affird to live by the sea, because they have no kids.
        It’s obvious.


          Seagulls are wind-up merchants.
          Beautiful creatures, but terribly bad-minded…

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