David Keenan – A Corner Boy’s Lament

Make no mistake, this mercurial troubadour from Dundalk, County Louth has the soul of a poet.

Finding the ley line between Brendan Behan and Bob Dylan, David is filmed above in London for the Mahogany Sessions.

The song can be found on David’s album A Beginner’s Guide To Bravery.

Currently in the middle of a mammoth European tour supporting Hozier, David is playing the Electric Picnic this Friday on the main stage at 6pm with his band The Unholy Ghosts.

Nick says: G’wan the town!

David Keenan

Behold: the Naustet Stokkøya Boathouse on the island of Stokkøya in northern Norway.

A traditional minimalist spruce cabin fitted out in modern Scandinavian style with a luxurious kitchen (where you can either cook or leave it to a gourmet chef), sauna, hot tub, outside grill and local beach access. Four loft sleeping platforms suspended below the ceiling offer skylight views of the sunset, dawn, Aurora and what have you.

You book the whole place for €1000 a night.

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Airport-based barista bants.

The very worst kind of airport-based bants, in all fairness.


This afternoon.

Grannagh, Waterford and Christendom Avenue, Ferrybank, Waterford.

Independent farmers protest outside a Dawn Meats factory (pics 1-2) and an ABP meat factory (3-4) as talks between processors and farm organisations about beef prices and the Mercosur deal continue.

According to the Irish Farmer’s Journal, protests have also  taken place at the gates of ABP in Cahir, County Tipperary; Kepak Ennis, County Clare and Meadow Meats, Rathdowney, County Laois.

Factories warn protesters of ‘own goal’ (Irish Farmer’s Journal)

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Vintage Rail Porn (diesel edition).

Circa 1964.

Hueston Station (Kingsbridge), St John’s Road, Dublin.

Irtish Railway Archives writes:

Guinness diesel locomotive No. 4 negotiates the traffic with a train of vans from St. James’s Gate Brewery….

Hic.

Name that purple car (right), anyone?

Otis

Ian Dempsey (a different one) writes:

Otis wishes the ‘sheet massive an epic International Dog Day afternoon. I’ve just dropped the ‘w’ bomb and now awalking we must go….

Mr Hugh (left) and Miss Lette

Carlosfandango writes:

Happy international Pony Dog Day from Mr Hugh & Miss Lette

Lucy

Simon writes:

Our terrier/Shih Tzu mix, Lucy, in the sun.

Murf

Carl writes:

Murf (top and above) loves sticks…… the smaller the better. And photo bombing! We love him.

Sparrow

Barry Higgins writes:

Sparrow, rarely seen stationary, will run and run and run and run all fecking day long.

Send your dog to broadsheet@broadsheet.ie marked ‘My Dog On Dog Day’

Earlier: Just Dogs?

Earlier: Your Dog On Dog Day

The beautiful inner workings of vintage cameras exposed in a series called ‘Cut Up’ by artist Fabien Oefner – each one sawn into sections suspended in vacuum and pressure cured transparent resin.

More of his work here.

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At the weekend.

Berlin-based Sligo house duo Brame and Hamo (Tiarnan McMorrow, above left, and Conor Hamilton, above) played a gig in Bordeaux, France.

Afterwards, they were approached by a man from Bordeaux…

He came up to us and said “Amazing set guys, where are you from?” and I told him we were from Ireland. And he responded “I know your from Ireland, but where exactly?”

I said, you probably haven’t heard of it. Its a tiny place called Sligo. He was like “Nope, I’ve been to Sligo” and I was like – ‘Really? Are you sure?’

He then told me he had been in Belfast playing rugby and him and a few of his mates took a trip down to Sligo for a night out.

He eventually ended up in a nightclub called Velvet – at a techno gig, which we figured out that I was actually organising.

The young man told me it was a special night because he took his very first and what ended up being his last pill. Said he had the time of his life in the nightclub but it didn’t end there. His pals had texted him informing him of a house party in the student village.

He finished his drinks and with all the energy he had from the ecstasy he actually ran to the house party on his own. The student village is about 20 minutes walk from the club. On the way while running back he came across a horse beside the road. What happened next you won’t believe

HE FUCKING MOUNTED THE HORSE AND RODE IT TO THE HOUSE PARTY.

At this point I was like ‘You are on the absolute wind up, I don’t know how you know all this but you definitely haven’t been to Sligo.’

He said he was serious and he got to the house where the party was. Pulled up to the door on a horse and his mates let him in.  He then managed to get a quick picture with the horse before passing out on the couch.

He was like – Hold on, ill get the photo. I was absolutely trembling. There’s no way I was standing outside a nightclub in France and this young fella was about to show me a photo of him on a horse at a house party in Sligo after taking his first/last eccie.

He took out his phone and went into the shared media with his pal that he was at the house party with….

…and There it is folks (above) – Three French lads and a horse in an apartment 5 minutes walk from my home house. Beautiful stuff.

Brame & Hamo

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