middle March, 09

D nuts,

We woke up this morning and checked The Daily What (a blog worth checking out daily). We came across an item entitled "17 Hottest Irish Maidens" and, of course, we clicked. The list that showed up is as follows. 17. Lucy Lawless 16. Jojo 15. Drew Barrymore 14. Mariah Carey 13. Bridget Moynahan. 12. Mandy Moore 11. Laura Prepon 10. Jenny McCarthy 9. Jennifer Connellly 8. Heather Graham 7. Kristen Bell 6. Katherine Heigl 5. Lindsey Lohan 4. Rosario Dawson 3. Vanessa Hudgens 2. Rose McGowan 1. Anne Hathaway. We can't say why, exactly, but looking over this list got us in the mood for the St. Patrick festivities. For those of you looking for 17 Irish dudes to think about, make your list. Bono, Colin Farrell, Liam Neeson?

Ah yes, middle March, the time of year we give over to Irish debauchery. And you can't ask for a better local Irish band than The Indulgers with which to debauch. We are proud to have them back rocking the D Note this Friday night, March 13. We're catching them on the beginning of their St. Patty run, so they should be wild and bucking. Ladies, you should put Damien of The Indulgers on your hot 17 list. Opening up for the Indulgers is Liz Clark, playing with Tessa Perry, all the way from Cork, Ireland. Liz used to be a staple around these parts until she moved to NYC. Check out her sweet website. It will be a rare treat to hear her with Tessa. $10.

You could also put Martin Gilmore on your hot 17 Irish dudes list. Gilmore, a good friend of ours, is playing his beautiful songs and others at 6pm on Friday before Liz and Tessa.

Saturday night we take a hop and a skip over to reggae. But hey, wasn't Bob Marley half Irish? We have The Desciples playing at 7pm and Lion Vibes at 9:30pm. $7. Both bands are great and this is going to be yet another epic and spectacular night of music.

Saturday day at 3pm we have an acoustic rock group from Westminster, Ironwood Rain. Free. Bring the family.

Also for you Irish music lovers out there we'll have more with the magnificent Colcannon next Saturday, the 21st.

Hope to see you. If you got a second it is time for Best Of Westword 2009 voting. Have fun voting. Keep us in mind.

Later,

D nut butter

Extra Credit: Time once again to dip into the endlessly deep wells of Irish poetry, way way down into some Yeats.

THE SONG OF WANDERING AENGUS

WENT out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;

And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.

When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And some one called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.

Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.