The increase on excise duty in today’s budget puts us in mind of the great holiday jaunts of pre-boom Ireland. The booze cruise was a strange phenomenon in pre-Ryanair days whereby your mates would nick a shopping trolley from Quinnsworth and £7 foot passenger ticket for the ferry to Holyhead, fill up with duty free tobacco and alcohol and divvy it up on return that night. Great Days. Our British … Read More
#rabbleEye: Irish Photography
This week we’ve got work from the Irish Times Amateur Photographer of the Year, Aideen McFadden. Dublin based McFadden learned her trade here and in North America. Shooting in different media, and formats, her style brings humour and a touch of the surreal even to the more commercial of her work. Some examples below include band promos, wedding photography and a personal project that won the Photograph of the … Read More
No Justice, No Piece.
ADW has taken a stanley blade to our post-boom wreckage in more ways than one. carving numerous stencils and hurling well-aimed barrages of humour at the myopic fools that landed us here. We were more than a little peeved to see him getting his knuckles rapped at the Kings of Concrete. Redmonk caught up with him and found out what happened.
Disco Liberation: Flikkers and The Hirschfield Centre
Rashers Tierney takes a trip down memory lane and hears how a little known community centre and disco not only laid the groundwork for an opening up of Irish sexual attitudes but also dragged our clubbing sensibilities out of the dancehalls.
Snap Happy Saps
Club photography is integral to Dublin’s nightlife. However the day of an Ian Dickson capturing an event in one classic photograph has given way to the amateur-pap with a Nikon strap draped around their neck machine-gun shooting through the night. Theo Weatherall rues the ascent of the Facebook photoset and demise of the iconic club shots.
#rabbleEye: Heirlooms and Hand Me Downs.
From cold-calling on flats – literally ringing on bells and knocking on doors and calling people on the phone. Then I found a contact who could introduce me to others. This made the process a little easier. I will not pretend that I found it easy to meet people – many were not interested in engaging with me. Some refused outright, others seemed to consider it yet when I turned up at a prearranged time to record a conversation they would not turn up or they had a change of mind or just would not answer the door or got someone else to answer the door.
{Photo} The City Arts Building and Derelication.
The unused City Arts centre building on Moss ST. Was damaged by fire on saturday 10th september. Dara mchugh looks at an alternative to dereliction.