A wonderful story of love’s labours lost from Limerick, courtesy of musician Stephen Purcell.
True story! 20 years ago my first band recorded an album for an independent label. At the juvenile age of 16, we were in our element heading in and out of a 48 track studio over the course of three months fulfilling our “artistic vision.”
During the mixing process, the label informed us that they were shutting up shop and releasing the roster from their contracts. The album was shelved :( Not only was it shelved, the only master copy in existence went missing.
In a weird turn of events, 20 years to the year, the master has turned up. How? Well, yesterday I was moving some boxes about and ended up flicking through a box of labeled and unlabeled blank CDs. Among them was a disc labeled, ‘Figment – 4 Tracks.’ To say I was surprised would be an understatement. It gets better. When I put the ‘4 track’ CD into my system, it listed 10 tracks. I thought, “no fucking way.” I had found the bloody album!!
So, after a day of nostalgic whatsapp group messaging between all involved, I thought I’d share our little feel good story for those of you battling Trumpitis. If brattish, 90’s guitar-pop is your thing, check it out, it’s free!
Any similar stories of unearthed gems or rediscovered passions? Please, let us know in the comments, or get in touch.
Courtesy of Trade Union TV, an interview with Apollo House resident Mitzalo.
Working and paying his way up to two months ago, he was forced from his home by the escalation of rents in Dublin city, and managed to find a place in Apollo House before the clampdown on new entrants.
A non-drinker and drug-user, he’s found the House to be a safe and usable living space that’s far from the rundown space its landlords and their backers are claiming it to be.
I was wondering if you could you share my first animation? It’s the start of a short series I am doing based on kids stories. This story is told by 11 year old Terriss. She’s looking back on a story her dad told her about “when he was young”. He passed away two years ago and she was dying to tell one of his funny stories.
Go the Fuck To Sleep is a bedtime book for parents who live in the real world, where a few snoozing kitties and cutesy rhymes don’t always send a toddler sailing off to dreamland. Honest, profane, and affectionate, Adam Mansbach’s verses and Ricardo Cortés’ illustrations perfectly capture the familiar–and unspoken–tribulations of putting your little angel down for the night, and open up a conversation about parenting in the process. Beautiful, subversive, and pants-wettingly funny, Go the Fuck to Sleep is a perfect gift for parents new, old, or expectant. Here is a sample verse:
The cats nestle close to their kittens now. The lambs have laid down with the sheep. You’re cozy and warm in your bed, my dear Please go the fuck to sleep.