Wednesday, May 25, 2005
Story of Isaacs
I'm finally out of Little Poland and into Jacobs Inn. It's a much nicer site, security, better kitchen and a shower that blasts your flesh away. However, the kitchen shuts pretty early and the common room closes at 1AM, so it isn't all that social, and the "free breakfast" is actually a muffin and carton of juice (Not a very good one at that). I have however found a perfect way to create entertainment, watch The Simpsons then ask anybody in the room at the end if they want to come the pub around the corner with the promise that it's Dublin cheapest (3.40 Euro a Guinness). In this way I have had discussions about geography with Canadians, Morrisseys last album with Americans from Italy and parasitic worms with aa guy from Boston.
On the concert side of life, I'm seeing Slayer on Tuesday, Fantomas on Wednesday (What a two days that'll be) and Antony and the Johnsons on July 2nd.
In terms of culture there are two things to mention. First, the Dublin food chain SuperValu, a brand you can trust! They're honest, they don't go around screaming how cheap they are, they tell it like it is and say "We're just as cheap as the others", but with an implied tone of shop here becauseits geographically convenient. Secondlyy, I've been induldging my love of Bacon, Francis that is, at the Hugh Lane Gallery, where his London studio was dismantled and moved to. A fairly interesting tour but the best bit was the interactive screen part, which just goes to show how underwhelming it all is. The recreated studio is a bit of let down, it's impossible to create disorganization, it all looks to planned. There where a few unfinished pictures at the end, but they suffered the same burden as the Salmon of Doubt. It was also sad how, despite finding all these clues at the what inspired Francis Bacon, among which where records, photos, cut up magazines, they near enough ignored the fact that he was gay. I only noted one acknowledgmentt of this fact in the whole thing, and it took careful and methodological searching on the computers (During which I also learnt what was in Francis Bacons record collection, and that mine is better). Such a consertative town this, that's why people rabbit on about U2 at the neglect of the far superior Thin Lizzy.
Thier loss I suppose....
The Bacon Studio (Might be the reconstruction...)
On the concert side of life, I'm seeing Slayer on Tuesday, Fantomas on Wednesday (What a two days that'll be) and Antony and the Johnsons on July 2nd.
In terms of culture there are two things to mention. First, the Dublin food chain SuperValu, a brand you can trust! They're honest, they don't go around screaming how cheap they are, they tell it like it is and say "We're just as cheap as the others", but with an implied tone of shop here becauseits geographically convenient. Secondlyy, I've been induldging my love of Bacon, Francis that is, at the Hugh Lane Gallery, where his London studio was dismantled and moved to. A fairly interesting tour but the best bit was the interactive screen part, which just goes to show how underwhelming it all is. The recreated studio is a bit of let down, it's impossible to create disorganization, it all looks to planned. There where a few unfinished pictures at the end, but they suffered the same burden as the Salmon of Doubt. It was also sad how, despite finding all these clues at the what inspired Francis Bacon, among which where records, photos, cut up magazines, they near enough ignored the fact that he was gay. I only noted one acknowledgmentt of this fact in the whole thing, and it took careful and methodological searching on the computers (During which I also learnt what was in Francis Bacons record collection, and that mine is better). Such a consertative town this, that's why people rabbit on about U2 at the neglect of the far superior Thin Lizzy.
Thier loss I suppose....
The Bacon Studio (Might be the reconstruction...)
