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UPCOMING SHOWS 2010
2010
JANUARY 2010
Sugar Club thursday 28 january doors 8 pm MAGIC RAWNESS AND RAGE(special guests Poetry Chicks)
MARCH 2010
Thursday 4 march Sugar Club (guests Captain Moonlight,Filthy New Tide)doors 8 pm
Friday 5 march Roisin Dubh(upstairs) Galway doors 9 pm
Friday 19th march The LV Cork
Saturday 27 march The Spirit Store Dundalk doors 8 30 pm
APRIL 2010
Thursday 29 april Sandinos Derry
MAY 2010
Saturday may 1,Vantastival -Annagassan ,Louth
2009
JANUARY 2009
James Joyce Centre Dublin january 24th
MARCH 2009
Sugar Club Dublin thursday march 19th 8 pm(special guest Captain Moonlight/Poet Stephen James Smith
Pavilion Cork City friday march 20th 8 pm(special guests Los Langeros)
Spirit Store Dundalk saturday march 21st 9 pm(Special guest Acoustic Dan)
APRIL 2009
Glens Centre Manorhamilton friday 3 april 9 pm (special guest Mark Black)
Roisin Dubh Galway monday april 13th 9 pm
De Barras Clonakilty friday 17th april 9 pm
MAY 2009
CQAF Belfast,Mc Hugh's Basement (double with Geoff Berner) friday may 1
JUNE 2009
4 Jun 2009 |
Sugar Club DublinCity(special guests Captain Moonlight/Stephen James Smith doors 8 pm |
19 Jun 2009 |
The Pavilion,Cork City(special guests Los Langeros) doors 8 pm |
| 27 Jun 2009 | Spirit Store,Dundalk (special guest Acoustic Dan) doors 8 30 pm |
JULY 2009
8 july 2009 Cabot's Source Westport Co Mayo
11 july Mc Girl's Bar Ballinamore Co Leitrim (special guests Shitty Shit Shits)
30 july Sandino's Derry (special guests Acoustic Dan and the Poetry Chics)
AUGUST 2009
Thursday 6 august Sugar Club Dublin (Thats Gas! Afri Benefit for Rossport Co Mayo)
Saturday 15th august Flatlake Festival Hilton Park Clones Co Monaghan
Thursday 20th august Canavan's Tuam(Tuam Arts Festival)
SEPTEMBER 2009
Monday 21st september IADT Dun Laoghaire time TBC
OCTOBER 2009
Friday 2 october Letterkenny Arts Centre ,Donegal 9 pm
Thursday 8 october Sugar Club Leeson Street 8 pm(Special guest The Revelator Orchestra,Shitty Shit Shits,Brian Conaghan)
Friday 9 october Glens Centre Manorhamilton Co Leitrim 9 pm(special guest Wasps V Humans )
Monday 12 october Roisin Dubh Galway (special guests Evil Uncle/Ciaran Cunningham)
Thursday 15th october The Roundy Bar Cork City (special guest Wasps V Humans)
Saturday 17th october Spirit Store Dundalk (special guest Niall Quinn)
Friday 23 october The Clarence Hotel ,Sligo Live Festival
Saturday 24 october Leonard Arms Clones Co Monaghan(Clones Film Festival)
Friday 30 october The Static ,Liverpool(Liverpool Irish Festival special guest Captain Moonlight)
NOVEMBER 2009
Sunday 1st november The Prince Albert, Stroud, Glouchester(special guest Captain Moonlight)
Thursday 12 november The Sugar Club Dublin
Friday 13th november De Barras Clonakilty
Saturday 14th november Siur Thuaidh ,Ballyferriter Co Kerry
Friday 20 november Bakers Place Limerick 8 pm
Saturday 21 november The Cobalt Cafe,North Great Georges Street Dublin 7 45 pm
Friday 27 november The LV ,Cork City
Saturday 28 The Railway, Belturbet
DECEMBER 2009
Saturday 5th december Film Base ,Temple Bar ,Dublin ''We Yule''Festival 8 pm
Monday 7th December Liberty Hall Dublin(Fundraiser with Christy Moore headlining)
Friday 11 december New Day Rising Dundalk(special guests Tinpot Operation/Nugget V Terawrist) 9 pm
Saturday 12 december Captain Moonlight album launch,Langtons ,Kilkenny
Monday 28 december The Hitchers Annual show ,Upstairs in Dolans ,Limerick
MARCH
Live Review: Jinx Lennon and Captain Moonlight
2008-02-11
Artist: Jinx Lennon and Captain Moonlight
Source: Paddy Murphy
The Sugar Club is one of those kind of, ya know, intimate venues, which is a bit strange for me. It's gonna feel a bit weird sitting down watching one man rapping about hurling and body parts and then another one viciously attacking society and modern day culture and a fuckin' lot more besides. I'd love to be standing up at the stage but I'd be the only fucker in the place doing it and I not that brazen.
Kilkenny rapper Captain Moonlight opens for Jinx Lennon tonight. He begins his set with “The Ditch” a tale of lust, booze and riding in a ditch. Wicked. At the beginning of the gig Mr. Moonlight seems a bit weary of the crowd but by the end of the opener, he looks right a home on the stage. He gets so comfortably that he treats them to a new number “The Blind” from his forth coming third album, “Agroculture Part 3”. He says he's not very original and he's just gonna do a trilogy and then “ probably take a break and come back with something completely different, still hip-hop orientated but something different”.
This chap's a bit special, he can spit lyrics with bile about modern day politics on “Party People” or lamenting on his lack of ability to sleep because of his uncontrollable OCD. ”Was it a Good Day?” is a tip-of-the-hat to Scary Eire if ever there was one and sure why the hell not. But like all Kilkenny Cats he's in his element yapping on “Now we're Hurlin'”. Drinkin', ridin', hurlin' and politics are the themes for the Captain tonight. “Superhorros” claims he's been drinking for seven weeks, met his girlfriend in week 4, and “tonight's the night we forget tomorrow”. There's a comment in there about our need to drink to escape the realities of Celtic Tiger bolloxology but fuck that for now, coz Moonlight's more interested in last night's kebab. The man himself finishes with auld reliable “Dirty Cunts”, “I'm fuckin' sick of this song, but sure I do it anyway” he says later to me after the gig. “Telling us the truth is really a cunt”. Golden.
I made a massive blunder concerning Jinx Lennon coz I thought I knew what to expect but by two songs into the set I'm rooted to my seat and I'm hooked on every single word. By my count and I could well be wrong here, Jinx played around 22 songs and that's good value for you're hard earned yo-yos.
Jinx is well at home on the stage. And you don't know what to expect from him. One minute he's ranting on about too many houses being built, you're (what should be) God-given right to stab some fucker in the face if he enters your house, to do a bit of thieving. Or he's on about lonely single men living in his native Dundalk. Or immigration, or prostitution, owners of chip-shops, happy places in your head, or religious shrines. And he's well into his social issues too, “Stand up for your Hospitals” is a call to arms to do as the title says. There's a tongue-in-cheek tribute to all the old Rá heads on forkhill in the lookout posts watching re-runs of “Only Fools & Horses” or old pornos.
You can tell by his body language that he doesn't give tuppence about what most people think of him but he's not cocky either. He's a proper seanchaí, a punk, a poet, a troubadour and fuckin nutjob to boot. But he's more than all these things too, he can play the crowd and he obviously has a great respect for his fans whether it's their first time seeing him or they've followed him all over the place.
He's full of banter and jokes as he thunders through the set. When Ms Paula Flynn joins Jinx onstage the chemistry between them is nothing but a joy to behold. Flynn, simply oozes confidence and she has a voice better than a million nightingales trying to please some ancient Chinese emperor. Then again though, Flynn admits that she could be a bit drunk “I've had two glasses of wine and I usually don't drink before I sing.”
Funniest moment of the night comes when she asks Lennon what has he given up for lent but before he can give an answer she jumps in, looks right at him with a cheeky Cheshire cat smile and asks “Me???”. And the crowd almost fall apart laughing.
Favourite crowd pleasers of the night include “Flesh Taxi” a pitiful look a society when out on the sauce for the night and trafficking prostitutes. “Noisemakers” nearly brings the house down, “Stop Giving Out About the Nigerians- What's wrong with a little colour in the street?” Fuckin' genius. “Bachelors of Pearse Park” about all the poor lonely lads in a local housing estate that everyone can identify with. “You Must Forgive the Cunts” has got to be my favourite of the night, he's sayin' that until you can get past all the gobshites and crap that goes with them in this life then you'll get nowhere. Love it, this Jinx lad could well be remembered as some broad-thinking philosopher that came too early after he croaks it.
As you can tell by the way I'm writing, it's pretty hard to explain a Jinx Lennon show, it's a bit like trying to explain what does the colour blue feel like, or how do you explain the a sunset to someone that's never seen the sky before. The best thing to do is to experience it yourself. You'll get angry, you'll smile, you'll be confused, you'll get pissed off, you'll be scared and you'll be completely intrigued, but most of all you'll be inspired by this punk/poet from Dundalk.
JINX LENNON AND MISS PAULA FLYNN FLATLAKES AUGUST 2007 BY TONY ALLEN
There are moments in art, science and human endeavour when an innovator does a lot more than just win the race a tad faster or sell a few more tickets to the show, they actually seriously move things on and make everything that went before look like history - Look back in Anger, Anarchy in the UK, the Fosbury Flop etc etc.
It’s not always immediately evident and sometimes it’s a simple pop song or a fashion accessory that in retrospect can be seen to have decoded the zeitgeist. Spotting these cultural phenomena ahead of the pack is a pastime of mine; so, that said:
At the end of August, I was at the first Flat Lake Literary and Arts Festival in Ireland very close to the border with the North. There were only a few hundred local punters present plus the same amount of assorted artists, creatives and crew. The sound man in the tent I was stage managing, the bloke who rigged the lights and another Clones local - the woman serving beer; all independently recommended that I make time to see Jinx Lennon. “Oh yeah, what does he do then?” I asked. Not one of them could give me a satisfactory answer; which I’ve learned is always a good sign. It panned out that I actually met the man before I saw him perform; he was a judge in the talent contest we staged and I hosted in our Circus tent. At one point I needed a chair for a singer songwriter and quietly asked Jinx to give up his seat (the rest of the room were sat on large cumbersome hay bales) “And just what am I gonna sit on?” He said gruffly. Before I could answer him, his friend and fellow judge Paula Flynn quickly gave up her seat. The next time I saw her was on stage alongside Jinx in the packed Butty Barn (the festival’s main venue) and it was her that once again I warmed to first.
Jinx Lennon’s tough love lyrics – a mix of cornerboy street lingo with the politics of peace and reconciliation accompanied variously on acoustic guitar and a dinky toy Casio keyboard, are given added dimension by Paula’s quirky and confident Marilyn Monroe-style vocals. Jinx’s delivery ranges from relentless ranting to larky laddish skat singing but his duos with Paula bring out a tenderness in him not heard in his solo pieces. My friend Rory Motion, himself a performing wordsmith, was gob-smacked; he described what we were watching as a cross between Flann O’Brien, Captain Beefheart and Ian Paisley. Bizarrely, he was spot on. Along with Keith Allen, Kevin Allen and a celeb-studded crowd, Rory was one of the first on his feet greeting every number with a standing ovation. It took me a little longer, but there’s no doubting that Jinx Lennon is a scary talent who is moving the artistic boundaries, winning friends and definitely influencing people with songs-cum-poems-cum-rants like You Must Forgive The Cunts and Stop Giving Out About Nigerians. For sure, this won’t be the last you’ll hear about Jinx and Paula.
Tony Allen 30th August 2007
JINX LENNON TAIN FESTIVAL 2004 BY TIA CLARKE Review:Tia Clarke |
Jinx Lennon - already regarded as a legend here in Dundalk proved his worthiness to a 200 strong audience in The Spirit Store on the Sunday leg of The Tain Festival. If there's one man who can pull in 200 people for a daytime gig, it s Jinx. 
And on the hilarious 'Lord of the onion rings' where Jinx tells us of a man who "has been serving chips from a chip-wagon at the square or the killing fields as young bleary eyed Dundalkians pile onto the streets out of the techno houses to slaughter each other. But the lord of the onion rings doesn't care as long as they buy his chips".