On Saturday 28th May 2011 I was at the Pigstock Fest in Killinchy, Ireland. While checking out the best this festival had to offer I decided to head to the Main Stage to check out The Burnt Reynolds but there was a problem. Everyone seemed to have disappeared. The band put a call out for everyone to move forward. After a few minutes of little to no movement they declared that the song was for the two randomers sitting in the grass.
Where was everyone? After about ten minutes of wondering I came across the Engine Room where a huge crowd had gathered. I was intrigued so I stood and waited with the rest until a band appeared.
Now, before I comment further this is how these boys came out to the gathered fans:
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Although, after mulling it over, it seems that if we look a little deeper and explore the hidden depths of certain TV gems we may just find out that when it comes to 80’s kids TV there certainly was ‘more than meets the eye’.
Getting older is a horrible experience. As I hurtle towards the big 3-0 I find myself spending more and more time thinking about how I got to where I am. It is that time in life when you start to realise you are an adult no matter how hard to fight it. After much soul searching I ended up with one unanswered question. When do you finally think ‘Fuck it’ and give in to Adulthood?
Most of us spent our twenties still doing the same old shit we did when we were teenagers. Out on the town, on the pull, trying to impress the wee dolls. Then every one of us gets to the immortal juncture in life that begins with the phrase ‘It’s very young in here’. Suddenly your favourite haunt seems to be letting an awful lot of kids in. Of course this is a conspiracy perpetrated by paedophile bouncers to get at some young ‘uns. Nope, you’re just getting older.
This world is a wonderfully crazy place. When we look around at those exalted few who are meant to lead their subjects politically, morally, religiously and socially it is almost the height of humour. At least it would be if some of these knob heads didn’t have their finger on a big red button that could potentially end it all. Let’s take a look at a few of these characters.
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On Saturday I did something I have never done before, I entered the Lion’s den. A place I have avoided for years even as every available empty store was filled with something that would send a shiver down my spine. That evil thing that is spreading around Ireland like AIDS in the 1980’s is Starbucks.