Copacetic

But its about the lyrics.

Cracking tune, but something tells me that Justin’s is still carrying a torch for Britney thats the size of an oil rig fire.

John Toone CEO of Ireland’s emerging social music network startup,  Muzu.tv, spoke at SXSW about their goals in the coming months. Watch the promo video for a quick understanding of what they do (best to do it with headsphones, there is musical content).

These guys are going to go large…

If you ever wanted to know what the early eighties was like in Dublin this song by Paul Clery covers all the bases perfectly.

Downmarket

In an unfamilar bed
In a unfamiliar room
There’s a throbbing in my head
I’ve succeeded I presume

Everything’s black and white and grey
Living from day to day to day
I suppose I can’t be choosy, when there’s not too many choices
With the problems of the nation
I’m not waiting at an airport
I’m not waiting at a station
I’m standing at a bustop, Downmarket, Downmarket

On a rainy afternoon
On a gambling machine
Same old jukebox, same old tune
It’s hard to break and old routine

Everything’s black and white and grey
Living from day to day to day
I suppose I can’t be choosy, when there’s not too many choices
With the problems of the nation
I’m not waiting at an airport
I’m not waiting at a station
I’m standing at a bustop, Downmarket, Downmarket

It’s a fatal resignation
When there’s nothing left to hope for
In a hopless situation

I’m not waiting at an airport
I’m not waiting at a station
I’m standing at a bustop, Downmarket, Downmarket

Paul Clery

ThinkingOutLoud has a great list of Country and Western Song titles.

My favourite is no. 11,  I Still Miss You Baby, But My Aim’s Getting Better.

Gene Pitney passed away yesterday. I will always remember as a child listening to The Man who Shot Liberty Valance over and over again on an eight track cartridge as we drove from Luton to Holyhead on the way back to Dublin for Christmas.

He was legend then and that was over 30 years ago…