Ok, I know this is kind of late but I just found out the details. It's nothing got to do with us but it's a very worthy cause so I thought I'd spread the news:
THE ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW
Charity Screening of the Cult Classic Film in aid of Kisiizi Hospital, Rubiriizi School and Jinja Orphanage, Uganda.
Cineworld, Parnell St. (UGC)
Tuesday 11th / Wednesday 12th April
7:30pm
EUR 10
Group Discounts
Group of 5 = 1 person free
For reservations: 087 747 8408 or
rockyhorrordublin@gmail.com
Tickets available on the night
Traditional themed dress is optional / encouraged!
Monday, April 10, 2006
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Green beer blues
Ah, what to say about our anarchic St. Patrick's Day Rocky Horror cast switch night... well, traditional Paddy's Day alcoholic over-indulgence and switching about parts is doomed to failure! Doomed I say!
Here's an artist's impression of the results:
Business as usual this Friday :)
Here's an artist's impression of the results:
Business as usual this Friday :)
Monday, March 13, 2006
Ready for our close-up
Oooh yes, forgot to mention, we have something quite exciting happening on Wednesday - a film crew from RTE are coming to film us at 1.00pm as part of a show called The Ex Files. A couple will be coming on a date to the cinema to see Rocky Horror and will have to endure our gurning and hamming as part of the process :)
Aaaaanyway, it's on at a funny time but if anyone wants to come and see it and potentially be on the telly just turn up on Wednesday. And if you were in costume it'd be all the better.
Just post a comment dahlinks if you need to know anything else.
Aaaaanyway, it's on at a funny time but if anyone wants to come and see it and potentially be on the telly just turn up on Wednesday. And if you were in costume it'd be all the better.
Just post a comment dahlinks if you need to know anything else.
Shalom, ma nishma?
G'day possums. Welcome to Learn Hebrew with Voyeuristic Intention.
For our first lesson:
The cat is good - Ha chatool tov
The bridge is bad - Ha gesher ra
The cat is bad - Ha chatool ra
The bridge is good - Ha gesher tov
By now you should feeling confident with your fluency in this ancient and complex language and with these essential phrases under your belt you are just about ready to book your holiday in Israel and converse like a local.
Em, yeah. Or you could wait until after the next lesson.
In case you're wondering, all of the above is especially to celebrate the arrival in Naas last Friday of Noa and Anat, two Israeli Rocky Horror cast members (and to give them a bit of a giggle). Sorry girls - Letsa-ari, ani medaberet rak k'tsat ivrit (that's supposed to say "Unfortunately, we don't know much Hebrew" but for all we know it could say "The timing belt on your 1986 VW Jetta needs to be replaced every 60,000 miles" or "Koala bears are Australia's biggers carriers of gonorrhea". Who knows? As usual, In Google We Trust.)
Anyway, Noa and Anat are over in Ireland for St. Patrick's Day and made their way down to our humble little town to see how Rocky Horror is done Irish style. And how happy were we that they came? Very happy! Such angels they were, they livened up our show no end. We wanted to keep them, put them in a golden cage and bring them out every Friday night as our own special mascots and cheerleaders but strangely they weren't overly enthused about this idea. Ah well. Have a great time in Ireland girls! We should have some photos from the night soon for your delictation.
And many, many thanks to everyone else who came along. It was our bestest ever night and bestest ever crowd. Hope to see some or all of you again soon.
Later, freakinuns.
For our first lesson:
The cat is good - Ha chatool tov
The bridge is bad - Ha gesher ra
The cat is bad - Ha chatool ra
The bridge is good - Ha gesher tov
By now you should feeling confident with your fluency in this ancient and complex language and with these essential phrases under your belt you are just about ready to book your holiday in Israel and converse like a local.
Em, yeah. Or you could wait until after the next lesson.
In case you're wondering, all of the above is especially to celebrate the arrival in Naas last Friday of Noa and Anat, two Israeli Rocky Horror cast members (and to give them a bit of a giggle). Sorry girls - Letsa-ari, ani medaberet rak k'tsat ivrit (that's supposed to say "Unfortunately, we don't know much Hebrew" but for all we know it could say "The timing belt on your 1986 VW Jetta needs to be replaced every 60,000 miles" or "Koala bears are Australia's biggers carriers of gonorrhea". Who knows? As usual, In Google We Trust.)
Anyway, Noa and Anat are over in Ireland for St. Patrick's Day and made their way down to our humble little town to see how Rocky Horror is done Irish style. And how happy were we that they came? Very happy! Such angels they were, they livened up our show no end. We wanted to keep them, put them in a golden cage and bring them out every Friday night as our own special mascots and cheerleaders but strangely they weren't overly enthused about this idea. Ah well. Have a great time in Ireland girls! We should have some photos from the night soon for your delictation.
And many, many thanks to everyone else who came along. It was our bestest ever night and bestest ever crowd. Hope to see some or all of you again soon.
Later, freakinuns.
Monday, March 06, 2006
Ah, wikkle baby badges
Roll up, roll up! Ooh lookah - our first set of badges, hopefully the beginning of a series, so start your collection now. See, we like to divide our audience into two distinct tribes - Virgins (those beautiful little innocent lambs) and Voyeurs (those down and dirty hound dogs who are accustomed to this sort of thing) - and here you can see that we have thoughtfully catered for both. What can I say - we're all heart!
They're limited edition (only 33 of each), customed designed for yoooouu and only available at the shows, so pick your team, out with yer communion money & get 'em while they're hot...
They're limited edition (only 33 of each), customed designed for yoooouu and only available at the shows, so pick your team, out with yer communion money & get 'em while they're hot...
Saturday, February 25, 2006
Looky looky! Pictures...
Hello pop fans,
Here today we got us some of them new fangled photograms what was taken last Friday the 17th of February. I don't understand this ungodly sorcery myself but somehow a photogramographer called Mr. Robert Dore managed to get a likeness of us with a magic flashing plastic box. It's the devil's work I tells you. Go see...
First off, all these lovely girls came to see us.
More pretty ladies.
I'm thinking those two girls on the right must be sisters. Yep, Sherlock Holmes here.
Now, this is us.
Who'd a thunk it? A big cardboard sign for Batman Begins make the perfect facade for an evil alien sex pervert lair. Had us fooled anyway.
"He's lucky, I'm lucky, the bannister's* lucky.". Mairead gives it a bit of incestuous maid.
(*Bannister not pictured for reasons of invisibility).
Yeah, well, you don't know where she threatened to stick her feather duster.
Jen rocks the Timewarp (the magic growing pink bow-tie has been taken away for downsizing - that mofo just keeps getting bigger each week).
Paula working the Translyvanian/Matrix/Blue Brothers cross-over thing.
And now for Aidan's favourite part of the night... It's Nudieeeee Time!
Marc (Frank) looking kinda arty.... Or underexposed. Meh, you decide.
Rubber gloves - this year's Ugg boot. You heard it here first.
I sort of like the way this picture looks like you're seeing it through night vision goggles. Hmm.
"Hello God? It's me, Frank. I've been such a good boy, I haven't seduced, murdered or eaten anyone all day. Please make my monster big and blonde and willing. Pleeeeeese? I promise to go to Mass every Sunday and give all my old corsets to the homeless. Thank you. Hugs and bubbles, Frankie xxx"
Why is Brad laughing? This is proper scary, like...
Somehow, the big wheely colourdy thing disappeared from this photo. We'll just have to use our imagination so.
Is it just me or does it look like Frank is one-handedly milking a gigantic imaginary cow? No? Ok then.
You're in for it now boy... the rodgering of your life. Mwaahahah!
I think I just caught sight of my hair in a mirror.
Hey, it's hard work being an undercover alien handyman. Brother needs a rest sometimes...
Wayne (Eddie) would do anything for love. But he won't do that.
Still catching flies...
"When a man loves a specially created love clone". Ah, we're all for same-sex unions here at Voyeuristic Intention...
I know, that's my breasticle there and I look right fat. But the rest of the picture is kind of cool and cinematic so feck it.
Paula (Dr. Scott) still refusing to explain what a zumzink is.
"You're a hotdog, but you'd better not try to hurt her, Frank Furter." Marc laughs in the face of sausage related insults.
Ha ha ha.
Yeah, just like that.
Like every good transvestite master and overlord, Frank likes to listen carefully to the petitions of his minions, before dashing their hopes with a crushing putdown.
Aisling does a quick Columbia stand in for the Floorshow.
Hoots mon! Riff Raff reveals his Scottish heritage.
Ok, ok, give us a break, our proper spacesuits aren't ready yet. In the meantime. Magenta is going for the Diana Ross in the 1980s look and Riff Raff favours the oven ready chicken vibe. It's all good...
"And I can see, OH, blue skies, through the tears, im my eyes." Sob... don't go Frankie.
That's it, hope you like them. Oh, and hello to Sean, our MC and Criminologist. I forgot to mention him in previous posts and I'm mortified. Sorry Sean! I'll try to get a pic of you up if I can find one. Hold please...
Here today we got us some of them new fangled photograms what was taken last Friday the 17th of February. I don't understand this ungodly sorcery myself but somehow a photogramographer called Mr. Robert Dore managed to get a likeness of us with a magic flashing plastic box. It's the devil's work I tells you. Go see...
First off, all these lovely girls came to see us.
More pretty ladies.
I'm thinking those two girls on the right must be sisters. Yep, Sherlock Holmes here.
Now, this is us.
Who'd a thunk it? A big cardboard sign for Batman Begins make the perfect facade for an evil alien sex pervert lair. Had us fooled anyway.
"He's lucky, I'm lucky, the bannister's* lucky.". Mairead gives it a bit of incestuous maid.
(*Bannister not pictured for reasons of invisibility).
Yeah, well, you don't know where she threatened to stick her feather duster.
Jen rocks the Timewarp (the magic growing pink bow-tie has been taken away for downsizing - that mofo just keeps getting bigger each week).
Paula working the Translyvanian/Matrix/Blue Brothers cross-over thing.
And now for Aidan's favourite part of the night... It's Nudieeeee Time!
Marc (Frank) looking kinda arty.... Or underexposed. Meh, you decide.
Rubber gloves - this year's Ugg boot. You heard it here first.
I sort of like the way this picture looks like you're seeing it through night vision goggles. Hmm.
"Hello God? It's me, Frank. I've been such a good boy, I haven't seduced, murdered or eaten anyone all day. Please make my monster big and blonde and willing. Pleeeeeese? I promise to go to Mass every Sunday and give all my old corsets to the homeless. Thank you. Hugs and bubbles, Frankie xxx"
Why is Brad laughing? This is proper scary, like...
Somehow, the big wheely colourdy thing disappeared from this photo. We'll just have to use our imagination so.
Is it just me or does it look like Frank is one-handedly milking a gigantic imaginary cow? No? Ok then.
You're in for it now boy... the rodgering of your life. Mwaahahah!
I think I just caught sight of my hair in a mirror.
Hey, it's hard work being an undercover alien handyman. Brother needs a rest sometimes...
Wayne (Eddie) would do anything for love. But he won't do that.
Still catching flies...
"When a man loves a specially created love clone". Ah, we're all for same-sex unions here at Voyeuristic Intention...
I know, that's my breasticle there and I look right fat. But the rest of the picture is kind of cool and cinematic so feck it.
Paula (Dr. Scott) still refusing to explain what a zumzink is.
"You're a hotdog, but you'd better not try to hurt her, Frank Furter." Marc laughs in the face of sausage related insults.
Ha ha ha.
Yeah, just like that.
Like every good transvestite master and overlord, Frank likes to listen carefully to the petitions of his minions, before dashing their hopes with a crushing putdown.
Aisling does a quick Columbia stand in for the Floorshow.
Hoots mon! Riff Raff reveals his Scottish heritage.
Ok, ok, give us a break, our proper spacesuits aren't ready yet. In the meantime. Magenta is going for the Diana Ross in the 1980s look and Riff Raff favours the oven ready chicken vibe. It's all good...
"And I can see, OH, blue skies, through the tears, im my eyes." Sob... don't go Frankie.
That's it, hope you like them. Oh, and hello to Sean, our MC and Criminologist. I forgot to mention him in previous posts and I'm mortified. Sorry Sean! I'll try to get a pic of you up if I can find one. Hold please...
Saturday, February 11, 2006
Piccy
Here's an old picture of our Magenta & Riff Raff, aka Mairead & PJ. Look at the intensity on their evil space alien faces. Oh yes, they've come to kick your ass. With, eh, an old silicone gun. Oh yeah, they gonna seal you up good and proper, bitch - no leaks. Shower tray stylee. Be afraid.
We should have our new improved space suits soon, due to some deathly cool gold quilted lame from London. Pics of that as soon as we have them.
We should have our new improved space suits soon, due to some deathly cool gold quilted lame from London. Pics of that as soon as we have them.
Our new flyers
Wahey! Our new flyers wot is going to print on Monday...
Front
Back
I know, the black & red colour scheme is a cliche but 2 colour printing is cheaper.
Edit: They look a bit pants in those pictures, damn RGB jpegs - but they'll be fabulous in reality!
Front
Back
I know, the black & red colour scheme is a cliche but 2 colour printing is cheaper.
Edit: They look a bit pants in those pictures, damn RGB jpegs - but they'll be fabulous in reality!
Monday, February 06, 2006
Slippery when wet
So, we've had two rather excellent shows since the last post. Word seems to be getting out about our undeniable fabulousity (eh, maybe that's not a real word) and the denizens of Naas, Newbridge and even as far away as Navan (woot! it's a palindrome) are flocking in their tens of, er, tens to see our bottoms. Yes, we're quite the thing in towns beginning with N. Quite the thing.
I'll outline the details of the past two shows because that seems to be all the rage with the blogger kids these days. Details I mean, not our show.
From the mists of time and my foggy memory - Friday 27th of January 2006:
Well, we all arrived at the Dara cinema, (www.daracinema.com, that's for Fran, the cinema manager!) and found that there were people there. Real people. With heads and arms and knees. And quite a few of them at that. And how nice they all were. We had a couple from Poland who were particularly lovely and laughed their way through the whole film and didn't mind at all when Ross (our lovely Rocky) waggled his gold hotpant-clad crotch in their faces. Sure why would they, says you. And you should have seen the audience when Marc (the best Frank this side of Tim Curry) threw off his cape. They loved it, the dirty feckers. Well, it's not every day you get to see a 6'5" 18 year old in corset and suspenders (although, to be fair, you could see it every week if you came to our show).
Mairead (Magenta), Jen (Columbia), PJ (Riff Raff), Aidan (Brad), Wayne (Eddie and Dr. Scott that week) kicked muchos arse also, with Mags and Riff Raff's elbow sex being particularly realistic (what?! you've never done elbow sex?! you ain't lived mate!). They'll have no-one but themselves to blame if they get an elbowly transmitted disease. Long sleeves - you know it makes sense.
The evening also saw the initiation of Non-Life Threatening Injury Fortnight, with Ross falling arse over tit over a bunch of folding chairs, me (Janet/Slapper/Slut, yeah, yeah, sticks and stones, etc..) getting kicked in the head during the pool scene and me in turn poking Marc in the eye with my pointy nails mere seconds later. Luckily there was plenty of joke blood around for the necessary emergency transfusions.
Ah, the fun we had. All the peoples there shook our hands after. Like I said - loverly folks.
Friday 3rd of February 2006
Now, this was last Friday's show (see what I did there, yep, advanced date calculation my friends). Even bigger crowd in, although they were a little quieter. Well, some of them were, some others weren't and did very bold things in clear view of the whole cinema. I'd love to put the picture of the guy in question up here sometime and warn everyone to not ever shake hands with him, you don't know where it's been (although we emphatically do!). Eugggggh!
Non-Life Threatening Injury Fortnight continued on a smaller scale with me falling hard on my rear after slipping on some orangey stuff while running round during Planet Schmanet Janet (it's just a song in the film where I have to run around like a twat). Thank god I've been padding that baby up good over the years, almost in anticipation of such an eventuality and no lasting damage occured to my Buns of Steel (ok, ok, Buns of Jelly).
So, yeah, it went pretty well apart from that. Although our Floorshow still looks like a gang of drunk middle-aged office workers kick dancing to "New York, New York" in a country nightclub at 2am. This is mainly down to me fucking it up by unfailingly going the wrong side every time. But I'm working on it!
Our costumes are going to be kick ass very soon. Stick with us for updates!
I'll outline the details of the past two shows because that seems to be all the rage with the blogger kids these days. Details I mean, not our show.
From the mists of time and my foggy memory - Friday 27th of January 2006:
Well, we all arrived at the Dara cinema, (www.daracinema.com, that's for Fran, the cinema manager!) and found that there were people there. Real people. With heads and arms and knees. And quite a few of them at that. And how nice they all were. We had a couple from Poland who were particularly lovely and laughed their way through the whole film and didn't mind at all when Ross (our lovely Rocky) waggled his gold hotpant-clad crotch in their faces. Sure why would they, says you. And you should have seen the audience when Marc (the best Frank this side of Tim Curry) threw off his cape. They loved it, the dirty feckers. Well, it's not every day you get to see a 6'5" 18 year old in corset and suspenders (although, to be fair, you could see it every week if you came to our show).
Mairead (Magenta), Jen (Columbia), PJ (Riff Raff), Aidan (Brad), Wayne (Eddie and Dr. Scott that week) kicked muchos arse also, with Mags and Riff Raff's elbow sex being particularly realistic (what?! you've never done elbow sex?! you ain't lived mate!). They'll have no-one but themselves to blame if they get an elbowly transmitted disease. Long sleeves - you know it makes sense.
The evening also saw the initiation of Non-Life Threatening Injury Fortnight, with Ross falling arse over tit over a bunch of folding chairs, me (Janet/Slapper/Slut, yeah, yeah, sticks and stones, etc..) getting kicked in the head during the pool scene and me in turn poking Marc in the eye with my pointy nails mere seconds later. Luckily there was plenty of joke blood around for the necessary emergency transfusions.
Ah, the fun we had. All the peoples there shook our hands after. Like I said - loverly folks.
Friday 3rd of February 2006
Now, this was last Friday's show (see what I did there, yep, advanced date calculation my friends). Even bigger crowd in, although they were a little quieter. Well, some of them were, some others weren't and did very bold things in clear view of the whole cinema. I'd love to put the picture of the guy in question up here sometime and warn everyone to not ever shake hands with him, you don't know where it's been (although we emphatically do!). Eugggggh!
Non-Life Threatening Injury Fortnight continued on a smaller scale with me falling hard on my rear after slipping on some orangey stuff while running round during Planet Schmanet Janet (it's just a song in the film where I have to run around like a twat). Thank god I've been padding that baby up good over the years, almost in anticipation of such an eventuality and no lasting damage occured to my Buns of Steel (ok, ok, Buns of Jelly).
So, yeah, it went pretty well apart from that. Although our Floorshow still looks like a gang of drunk middle-aged office workers kick dancing to "New York, New York" in a country nightclub at 2am. This is mainly down to me fucking it up by unfailingly going the wrong side every time. But I'm working on it!
Our costumes are going to be kick ass very soon. Stick with us for updates!
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Oy vey, post already will ya?
So yeah, we're not such good bloggers.
But we will improve. It's our Slightly Worn-in New Year's resolution. That and taking good pictures.
But we will improve. It's our Slightly Worn-in New Year's resolution. That and taking good pictures.
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
First post - woo and hoo!
Oooh, look at us, we're getting all 2004 on yo ass with a blog! Right, we don't have a whole lot to say just at the moment except we're a new and (mostly) young Irish shadow cast for the Rocky Horror Picture Show. We've only been going for a few months and are just getting our act together lately. So, this post is a little untimely since we're going to be off for the next two weeks for Christmas and the New Year, but verily, we shall be back with a bang on Friday the 6th of January 2006.
We'll get a few pics of the cast together for the next one... so you can see the faces of all us sad cases who give up two hours of our Friday night/Saturday morning to run about a cinema in our underwear. Keeps us off the streets I suppose...
We'll get a few pics of the cast together for the next one... so you can see the faces of all us sad cases who give up two hours of our Friday night/Saturday morning to run about a cinema in our underwear. Keeps us off the streets I suppose...
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