14-11-2017, 04:11 PM
Re: Gumbud Leisurely Scribbles (part 5)
Nice poems there Spitty, unusually deep from yourself.
I once went to a cross eyed Hypnotist, I lay on the couch and he swung his pocket watch from side to side, “Look into my eyes…look into my eyes…” says he. I was under in no time. Then he said “I want to take you back to your childhood…you are going back…back…” I interrupted him and said “Sorry sir, but I can’t go back, I can only go sideways”
I was cross eyed meself for a month after that session, never again says I. The lesson there is always check out your hypnotists eyes before you let him/her do the job.
I knew most of the ‘Back rooms’ in the city when I was a young man, and as you say Gummy they are all gone now. They were always filled with smoke and people of every description, a passive smokers nightmare.
The back room in O’Donohues pub would be jam packed every weekend night, folk musicians and singers from everywhere playing solo and together, it was some job to get out for a pee I can tell ya. This was a time before everything was about money, no ‘Cover charge’ or increase in the drink prices, happy days indeed.
One night Bob Dylan appeared and he just joined in with the rest of them for about an hour, then buggered off to catch a plane to London, all very natural like. Liam Clancy often dropped in when he was in town as did Donovan, Donovan settled in Wicklow for a while, well I think it was Wicklow.
I really had a great time back then and glad i have the memories of seeing everyone pulling together to make fabulous folk music for their own pleasure as well as others, all that’s gone now sadly.
No sign of the Pug fella, is he off on another holiday?