[quote=āFagan ODowd, post: 777144, member: 706ā]Del Shannon Runaway
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ziLagAgoPCE
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This song always puts me in mind of the homeless girl under Ed Cases bed on ch.com
[quote=āfarmerinthecity, post: 777166, member: 24ā]Bronski Beat - Smalltown Boy
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xuz94ZIPfJk
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I hope this has been posted beforeā¦ Iād be disgusted if it hasnāt.
But what a tune!
[quote=āSidney, post: 776758, member: 183ā]Work It Out - Jurassic 5 and the Dave Matthews Band:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kUw9Ej5VLnM
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Good track, great video.
I was in Ennis last saturday having a quiet coffee and I thought of old Ed and the girl.
Last centurys government trial broadband scheme in Ennis had a lot to answer for.
[quote=āChocolateMice, post: 777167, member: 168ā]I hope this has been posted beforeā¦ Iād be disgusted if it hasnāt.
But what a tune![/quote]
In those days doubts about your sexuality were matters of life and death. The only openly gay man in Waterford in the 1970s never left home without his Alsatian.
[quote=āChocolateMice, post: 777167, member: 168ā]I hope this has been posted beforeā¦ Iād be disgusted if it hasnāt.
But what a tune![/quote]
The video is superb as well.
The best thing Ash ever did in my view and also in Tim Wheelerās as well.
Goldfinger
JJ72. FFS.
A classic song and a classic story in the one post.
Ed Case and the Runaway. 10 years ago this month.
posted 01 May 2003 01:56 PM
For about 2 years my days have mostly consisted of sitting around doing nothing. Most days of the week Iām wondering if thereās a reason to get up, sometimes I try to trick myself into believing there is. On rare occasions Iāve been known to lay in bed, drifting in and out of sub and semi-conciousness. Eventually, come 3 or 4 oāclock the pains in my back and neck become too great to bear and Iām forced to get up. So I go down stairs, I might have a brief confrontation with whatever family member has the misfortune to cross my path. I go in to watch the televion, breakfast (or dinner) is too much hassle. I may be incredibly lazy but Iām not fat, because Iām too lazy to cook. I donāt eat with the family, we try to avoid eachother as much as possible and living in a big house helps, but they always make sure theres enough left.
The highlight of my week is Thursday, when I get my dole. I get up early to go in town. You might see me in falling asleep in front of fire in the local, or maybe Iām waiting outside for the some other pub to open, donāt want to give too much away. In any case come 6 oāclock Iāve just finished up in Paddy Powers, hopefully I havenāt lost too much of my hard earned cash, perhaps Iāve even come out the better, but thatās rarely the case. Then itās back in for a few more scoops to wash down whatever ****e Iāve just eaten, usually a enzoās, and to converse with slurred speech about some totally irrelevent crap with some poor old ******* who also has the misfortune of still being alive. Half the time Iāve nothing to say, and Iām not even listening to them. I donāt mean to be rude but I canāt help my thoughts from drifting. My attention returns just in time to be able to give the appropriate response, usually a nod in agreement or fake laugh, sometimes even a grunt. I rarely get it wrong, and when I do, I really donāt care.
When itās time to go home or Iām fairly well cut. I live at least 20 minutes walk from the town or 30 minutes drunk walk ( or 30 minute wank as I call it, and Iāve had a few). So that means half an hour of giving out to myself under my breath for being the worthless failure that I am, and when thereās no-one around I give myself a few quick hard clatters to get the point accross. I arrive in the door hoping nobody is awake. Sometimes my mother is still up and when she sees me the way I am a tear is drawn to her eye. It is a very solemn moment with a hint sadness felt by both of us. I say goodnight as I walk up the stairs, searching my pockets as I go, hopefully Iāll have enough for a pint the next day at least.
Obviously, I donāt have a girlfriend. The last proper relationship I had was with a homeless girl, I put her up in my bedroom and we got on grand. She was a runaway and when her parents found her I was lucky not to be locked away for underage sex, she told me she was 17 and that her parents were dead. I was 18 at the time she was 15. She explained to them how I had looked after her and they didnāt take any legal action. Sometimes I wonder if a spell in prison would have sorted me out, probably not. Iād like to see her again though, but not like this.
The only female contact Iāve had recently has been the kind you pay for, and in my case you go hungry and thirsty (drinkwise) for too. I usually satisfy my carnal desires by hand.
So now the routine to my existance is quite basic and monotinous. Sometimes I wonder if I should end it all, but I know I never will. Iām only 25 and feel there may be light at the end of the tunnel. I sometimes jokingly think to myself that I should crawl into a grave and have some **** give us a few flakes of a shovel across the head to knock me out so I can then be buried alive. Sorry if I sound a touch morbid, but that is why I am writing this. I hope maybe someone can give me a few words of advice or if thatās too much to ask maybe a small donation would be more convienient for yeā¦
Donāt know if this has been posted here before but it is fucking class.
The Kinks - Waterloo Sunset
[quote=āfarmerinthecity, post: 777540, member: 24ā]Donāt know if this has been posted here before but it is fucking class.
The Kinks - Waterloo Sunset
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5J3gX47rHGg
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It is farmer. It is class. And it is probably one of my favourite 5 songs. Thanks for posting it up.
I saw Limerickās finest new band Moscow Metro in the Workmanās Club on the quays on Friday night. I think they are really really excellent. They seem incapable of writing anything that isnāt an absolute anthem of a tune.
[quote=āfarmerinthecity, post: 777540, member: 24ā]Donāt know if this has been posted here before but it is fucking class.
The Kinks - Waterloo Sunset
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5J3gX47rHGg
[/quote]
Fabulous. Did you know that Ray Davies is married to one of the Cork Examiner Crosbies?
[quote=āFagan ODowd, post: 777248, member: 706ā]Ed Case and the Runaway. 10 years ago this month.
posted 01 May 2003 01:56 PM
For about 2 years my days have mostly consisted of sitting around doing nothing. Most days of the week Iām wondering if thereās a reason to get up, sometimes I try to trick myself into believing there is. On rare occasions Iāve been known to lay in bed, drifting in and out of sub and semi-conciousness. Eventually, come 3 or 4 oāclock the pains in my back and neck become too great to bear and Iām forced to get up. So I go down stairs, I might have a brief confrontation with whatever family member has the misfortune to cross my path. I go in to watch the televion, breakfast (or dinner) is too much hassle. I may be incredibly lazy but Iām not fat, because Iām too lazy to cook. I donāt eat with the family, we try to avoid eachother as much as possible and living in a big house helps, but they always make sure theres enough left.
The highlight of my week is Thursday, when I get my dole. I get up early to go in town. You might see me in falling asleep in front of fire in the local, or maybe Iām waiting outside for the some other pub to open, donāt want to give too much away. In any case come 6 oāclock Iāve just finished up in Paddy Powers, hopefully I havenāt lost too much of my hard earned cash, perhaps Iāve even come out the better, but thatās rarely the case. Then itās back in for a few more scoops to wash down whatever ****e Iāve just eaten, usually a enzoās, and to converse with slurred speech about some totally irrelevent crap with some poor old ******* who also has the misfortune of still being alive. Half the time Iāve nothing to say, and Iām not even listening to them. I donāt mean to be rude but I canāt help my thoughts from drifting. My attention returns just in time to be able to give the appropriate response, usually a nod in agreement or fake laugh, sometimes even a grunt. I rarely get it wrong, and when I do, I really donāt care.
When itās time to go home or Iām fairly well cut. I live at least 20 minutes walk from the town or 30 minutes drunk walk ( or 30 minute wank as I call it, and Iāve had a few). So that means half an hour of giving out to myself under my breath for being the worthless failure that I am, and when thereās no-one around I give myself a few quick hard clatters to get the point accross. I arrive in the door hoping nobody is awake. Sometimes my mother is still up and when she sees me the way I am a tear is drawn to her eye. It is a very solemn moment with a hint sadness felt by both of us. I say goodnight as I walk up the stairs, searching my pockets as I go, hopefully Iāll have enough for a pint the next day at least.
Obviously, I donāt have a girlfriend. The last proper relationship I had was with a homeless girl, I put her up in my bedroom and we got on grand. She was a runaway and when her parents found her I was lucky not to be locked away for underage sex, she told me she was 17 and that her parents were dead. I was 18 at the time she was 15. She explained to them how I had looked after her and they didnāt take any legal action. Sometimes I wonder if a spell in prison would have sorted me out, probably not. Iād like to see her again though, but not like this.
The only female contact Iāve had recently has been the kind you pay for, and in my case you go hungry and thirsty (drinkwise) for too. I usually satisfy my carnal desires by hand.
So now the routine to my existance is quite basic and monotinous. Sometimes I wonder if I should end it all, but I know I never will. Iām only 25 and feel there may be light at the end of the tunnel. I sometimes jokingly think to myself that I should crawl into a grave and have some **** give us a few flakes of a shovel across the head to knock me out so I can then be buried alive. Sorry if I sound a touch morbid, but that is why I am writing this. I hope maybe someone can give me a few words of advice or if thatās too much to ask maybe a small donation would be more convienient for yeā¦[/quote]
Excellent. Great piece of writing.
I knew he had some connection to Cork but didnāt know that. He was banging Chrissie Hynde back in the day.