Eoin Butler: writer, journalist and Mayoman of the Year

Tripping Along The Ledge


Let’s just say, teenage boys will be teenage boys.

“You mean he’s?”

“As soon as the lights go out. Regular as clockwork.” Read the rest of this article here.

April 27th, 2011. Comment now »

America (1956)

This is a recording of Allen Ginsberg reading his poem America (from ‘Howl’), set to Tom Waits’ Closing Time instrumental, which is itself taken from the latter’s 1973 debut album. If that’s not confusing enough, the track is illustrated for this YouTube treatment with photographs of Jack Kerouac. I’ve no idea why. Read the rest of this entry »

April 26th, 2011. 2 Comments »

“I’ve a shovel in the boot of the car. We’ll be digging holes tonight…”

Johnny expects to pick thing up where we left off. Exactly where we left off. He starts by teasing us about a failed carpet cleaning business we set up in college. It’s not “Go home and get your fucking shine box.” But it’s not far off. Read the rest of this article here.

April 25th, 2011. 1 Comment »

And a mediocre birthday to you!

ray romano clapping
Today is my mother’s birthday. It’s an ordinary birthday (without a zero on the end) so I think it deserves an ordinary present. Therefore, with the mediocre present-buying acumen for which I am renowned, I hereby present… Read the rest of this entry »

April 18th, 2011. 8 Comments »

Stay With Me (1972)

April 16th, 2011. Comment now »

“I’m not sure what the guy’s problem is, but he’s pointing an AK-47 assault rifle at me, so I don’t make a fuss…”

What stands before me is a scene of utter desolation: the chalk remains of roads, buildings and farmland, bombed and bulldozed beyond any recognition… Read the rest of this article here.

April 14th, 2011. Comment now »

Published: Chaos Thaoghaire, spoken word, April 2011

The (Mayo) Man Who Went Astray

Tonight I’ve been asked to speak on the topic You Can’t Go Home Again: Stories about Starting Over. Now I’ll be honest. I’ll never turn down an opportunity to waffle about myself in public. But when I sat down to prepare these remarks, I realised something. I’ve never started over at anything in my life.

I’m Irish. I resent things. That’s how we roll. Read the rest of this entry »

April 11th, 2011. 10 Comments »

Vote Yes For Cute Kittens!

Aidan is buzzing. He’s like a kid in a toyshop. I’m just about managing to keep my excitement under wraps. We’re sitting in Dublin’s first and, to my knowledge, only pull-your-own-pint venue. Aidan thinks it’s amazing. Pulling our own pints. God above. What next? I’m not quite as enthusiastic. They’re making me do something that’s normally done for me by someone else?

Yippee, when we’re finished here, can I clean the toilets?Read the rest of this article here.

April 8th, 2011. 6 Comments »

Party & Bullshit (1993)

April 6th, 2011. 3 Comments »

This is funny


April 4th, 2011. 1 Comment »