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Best Whelans Ever??

Now that Thursday night has become non-compulsory I've had time to reflect upon two years of laughter, pain, stupidity and excellence and it got me thinkin - which night was the best? Which night shone above all others? Which night had everything a growing boy needs and more? Needless to say this is a very hard question to answer. Between rockin out to totally excellent setlists(2004), pointing and laughing at kev on numerous occasions, avoiding psychos and meeting new psychos its really hard to pick that one special night. So heres my top three:

Hatebreed (March 05) - Hatebreed & Crowbar rocked the fuck out of Whelans, one of the best mosh pits I've ever been in. No asshole bouncers, plenty of stagediving and crowdsurfing. Kev showed up in his work clothes which got destroyed, he later got in a fight with Brian and hit him in the face with a bottle - nice!

R.I.P. Dimebag (Dec 04) - Went out in honour of the late and great Dimebag Darrell. Kev drank a shit load of whiskey and passed out in the smoking section. We threw a bunch of random shit on him then dragged him inside where he puked on somebody's feet and keeled over in a corner Excellent.

Random night out (Summer 05) - I arrive at Whelans totally exhausted cos I'd been at band practice and had a bunch of totally excellent nights out that week. I got a bunch of Lucozades into me, rocked out on the dancefloor cos the set was particularly good that night, but then I started to feel a little sick. Not thinking of anything better to do with my upset stomach, I went outside where I was confronted by an ex girlfriend of mine. I told her to come with me to the back where I met up with Ro. I told them both to check this shit out as I picked up a pint glass and proceeded to vomit into it. It was great, the look of shock from the chick and the look of total coolness from Ro. Sophia then showed up as the whole shindig was takin place, and seemed quite amused, so when my puking antics were over I figured I should go further. I laughed away to Sophia and as I did so I topped up the pint with some piss - why not?? She wasn't so amused anymore but I was lovin it! I carried the pint around with me all night gettin people to sniff it, it was deadly!!

So what are your best recollections?? Get posting!!!

Francis Fratelli: Tell us everything! Everything!
Chunk: Everything. OK! I'll talk! In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog... When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch I got nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out... But the worst thing I ever done - I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, t-t-then, I made a noise like this: hua-hua-hua-huaaaaaaa - and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life.

Re-birth of Whelan's

Right I'm going to have a go at trying to use my Marketing knowledge (almost 6 years of academia here).

Now my last rant on this was at the beginning of this blogspot but also http://www.boards.ie/vbulletin/showthread.php?t=203825 on boards.ie

The theory is that I proposed or bollixed on about whilst hammered before that it is inevitable that Whelans appeal is circular, for the last while it has been the 'de jour' hangout for the mediocrity. As proven by a surge in attendence followed by a strong dropping in 'quality' personell going there (clearly i'm a snob).

However I reckon we are 6-8 months off that surge and drop, I think that even though Campden street is booming at the moment it will decrease a little soon but that decrease shall be felt notably by Whelans. The 'sardine effect' I call it.

However on saturday I was asked by 3 seperate groups of tourists whilst walking through town 'Sorry u know Wee-lands place?'.

I'll publish a paper soon on this matter, the hope is that in a year from now Whelans will either be considering doing themselves up or going back to the heydays around the millenium.

Stephen Kennelly Mphil, Msc (management), Cert Mktg, 25 mtr butterfly badge

We've lost a devout follower

Seems like Moe's disillusioned with Whelans and has decided to drop it as a regular.

To another who valliantly fell in battle.
Kev

Phantom Fm

How r ya lads,
Anyone heard anything bout the Phantom fm licence does it look like they'll be getting it r not.

How shit was lastnight????

Fuck sake man like nothing interesting whatsoever happened lastnight, Paddy fucking Casey pissing my ears off with a selection of totally shit CDs and a load of fucking depressed Irish fans deciding to rain on my fucking parade! Bigger smoking section, smaller party................

Some of ye old photos.

Below are some people you may run into on a Thursday (or Wednesday) night. There is no need to be concerned if encountering these folk, as they have all had their gabs and are certified non-contageous.

	Fiona & Rachel
	Kev & Ross
	Ro & Tree
	Ciaran
	Thom
	Brian
	Ross
	Ro & Steve
	Liz
	Ritchie
	Moe, Simon & Jessie
	Dave
	Kev & Fiona
	Brian & Adelle
	Karl
	John

Eyebrowy

Vists Eyebrowy.com. Watch the animations.

Steve, I hope this is a "decent" photo of you.

Operation: Mugshot - to get Kev's picture on the wall in Whelans

Kev, have you got picture framed yet?

Once you have I'll go out an buy one of those adhesive sticky back wall hanger things, then we can stealthy (i.e. not use a hammer and nail so Pattsie notices) and stick it on the wall.

Now we have discuss places, I believe we should all try to start doing this, perhaps we can all go to Moe's shed, set up some Whelans esq lighting throw on guitar each and get the same print and font done out and throw some random date on it.

It you get it in one place for more that week i.e. (thurs to the next thursday) thats 10 points.

Now points for different places without Whelans staff noticing
10- Above the Whelans stage
9 - In a window facing out to Camden street
8 - At either entrance
7 - Above the bog (your picture must be of you on the bog however with guitar)
6 - Where all the other pictures are
5 - Smoking section (pic must be of you with someone famous (aka: not Pete Doherty/Paddy Casey) smoking a cigar).
4 - On the TV (must be dressed as Ron Burgondy, however)
3 - I cant think of anymore places.

Bonus points for

Just ripping off any fecking Glen Hansard sillouette picture
Dressing up as glen hansard and sticking your photo up replacing his one
Sticking up a baby photo of yourself in either of the suggested areas

The game begins!

Wednesday is the new Thursday

I propose we make the weekend longer. Seeing as Thursday nights have of late been invaded by the great unwashed, I propose that we should enjoy the freedom one gets from Whelansing on a Wednesday.

Pros:
Less people there,
Decent music (if only from the stereo)
Makes the week seem shorter

Cons:
Closes at 1.30,
Club doesn't open
Makes Thursdays seem longer

Everyone so far has agreed. Give me your thoughts.

Last Saturday

I was just wondering, do they actually have counters on the door or do they guestimate how many people are in Whelans on Saturday by the amount of percepitation falling from the roof!

Have to say, twas actually pretty good on saturday last for numerous reasons.

1- Kev drunk, taking a shit in the upstairs toilet hurling abuse at everyone taking a piss safe in the knowledge he was protected by his own smell and a little lock on the door.

2- Kev Drunk/stoned

3- Moe trying and confused about chatting up a billy (as in the one who married yer man chris evans) Corgan look-a-like and ultimately failed (better luck next time)

4- Me being an idiot chasing a girl who said I looked 'fine' all night

5- Me being an idiot and waking up in Drumcondra...serious walk of shame

5- The music was actually good for the weekend.

I'm broke now so only a few more appearances there the rest of this month.

The Hoff