So Mick Lally dies the Gaiety School of Acting celebrates 25 years in existence. Coincidence?
To be honest, I don’t see how the two are in any way related whatsoever. It did intrigue me to see the story in the Irish Times though. The GS of A marked the occasion by setting somebody’s head on fire. Oh actors, they’re so zany and different.
I used to know a few people who went to that acting school. Worked with them down in Leeson Street in the day. A couple of them worked behind the bars, one of them hilariously worked on the door of nightclubs despite being the same size as Tom Cruise. He had his beefier brother to protect him though.
There’s no better way to get to know somebody than over a bottle of £22 Liebfraumilch at 5.30am when all the sloppy drunken wankers had gone home. We remain fast friends to this day. That’s a lie. I’ve never seen any of them since and I’m glad of it.
I do like the idea of setting people’s heads on fire as a celebration though. Does Joe Duffy have an anniversary coming up in RTE? We could bring his career to a whole new level as the Irish Simon Weston.
Just got this…
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…it’s Joe done it, isn’t it?
Shame about Mick Lally, he was way underappreciated as an actor, which is what can happen if they get tied in the public mind to a TV soap character. Loved his smokes.
Yeah, the Joe Duffy Hacker Group. They took down the CAO site too just to make content for their show.
I remember drinking Black Tower on Leeson St… never was so much paid for drinking so little.
Urgh, truly awful. The cheapest drink was a glass of port for around £4 – and the most awful port.
Worrying about having enough cash for a taxi home alter chipping in for an astronomically priced bottle of vinegar, watching overweight boggers with their shirts untucked, shifting their weight from foot to foot on a dance floor the size of a postage stamp, trying to convince ourselves that this was a great idea and that we’re having a fantastic time and getting home to find smears of fake tan that rubbed off on your pale trousers.
Those Leeson Street kips where truly temples to the Gods of self-delusion and late-night optimism.
It takes a certain kind of cunt to be an actor.
I went to see Mick Lally in the Matchmaker in the Tivoli last month, great actor although he wasn’t looking the best and had a bit of chest on him. RIP in Miley, I meant Mick!
leeson street. everyone who went got exactly what they deserved. there once but went home before urge to kill everything there overwhelmed me. same with cafe en seine, dakota and all those other wankfests. stick to proper dublin pubs and you’ll be sorted
I didn’t know much of Mick Lally’s work, but somehow I feel that he deserves a better eulogy than a bitchfest from people misguided enough to go to Leeson st in the first place.
That sounds a bit terse, if read in a terse tone, but I don’t mean it to be. Just… statin’ a fact.
Sad to hear Mick Lally has died. My missus checked him into a hotel once when working on reception and always liked telling people about it and how sound he was. I´ll have to break the news to her when I get home. Well holy god…..
More pictures of bosomy starlets please – let’s kill HoleMaster but have him going out with a smile!
No eugoogly for Mick Lally here, Jo.
Gimme has one though – http://strandedongaia.blogspot.com/2010/08/only-evil-seems-to-live-forever.html
Fair point by gimme, not enough cunts die
I saw Mick Lally on stage once. He was great. Sorry he’s gone.
I’m surprised there hasn’t been more discussion of setting Joe Duffy’s head on fire.
“I’m surprised there hasn’t been more discussion of setting Joe Duffy’s head on fire”
I think it’s inflammable, made of asworstos…