Tuesday, May 08, 2007
National Botanic Gardens of Ireland
I was in Dublin for the weekend and I happened to visit the National Botanic Gardens as they were nearby. I often bring my camera with me to most places but I’m usually way too lazy to take any pictures. However, the sun was shining and there were so many good photo opportunities that I just couldn’t help myself... fifty five photos later.
I have included a few low-res samples below but if you would like to check out the rest in all of their hi-res glory then simply click here.
DJ Flight at Isobar
DJ Flight played a great drum and bass set at the Isobar recently. I almost didn’t go, it was half eleven, I was sitting at home, a little bit tired but I decided to pick myself up and get my sorry ass out the door. Still, I was glad I went as it was a good night although getting out of bed for work the following morning was sheer hell, especially as my leg muscles were killing me. See kids, let that be a lesson to you all, too much dancing is bad for you!
Coincidentally, I was going to Dublin the following day and bumped into her as she was on the same flight... there’s a very bad pun in there somewhere waiting to get out. Anyway, enjoy the photos. You can find a copy of them and more, in their original state before I abused them on Pat de Butcher’s Flickr account.
Earl Okin at the Tikki Lounge
Earl Okin, that legendary musical genius and sex symbol from Notting Hill played a free gig at the Tikki Lounge a few weeks ago. For those of you that have never heard Earl play, his twisted blend of acoustic bossa guitar and salacious comic wit can be a little difficult to convey so I’m not even going to bother trying. All I can say is that for the quintessential Earl experience, check out his cd on amazon or ebay.
As I had shamelessly self-promoted this gig to anyone that would listen, I was pleasantly pleased with the turnout, even world famous DJ Ronska showed his face! Also, Earl was kind enough to sit down and chat with us beforehand, regaling my sister with tales of Brazil, dazzling her with pictures of his ninety-something year old mother and inviting her to Notting Hill for a visit. And the gig wasn’t half bad either.