Tuesday 24th August 1993
Páirc Uí Chaoimh
Note: If anyone was at this show or has seen video footage, I'd love to know who takes a tumble at the end of Desire – do let me know! Cheers. :)
[Desire ends with MacPhisto saying "Ohhhh dear... up up up up up up up up!"]
MacPhisto: "You fell over, didn't you? ...What an evening. What an occasion. The occasion of occasions! Aren't they the greatest showband on Earth?"
MacPhisto: "And this, the greatest ballroom on Earth. Oh, poor Páirc. Well, they're all here tonight: Dave Fanning's here tonight, Gerry Ryan..." [laughs] "BP Fallon – happy birthday Mr Boogaloo! And the greatest ballroom manager of them all is here tonight – our esteemed Taoiseach! Welcome you all, [inaudible], they're all here tonight." [laughs] "Oh, gosh. Rock 'n' roll, eh?" [laughs] "They call it... the Devil's music. It is my music. Can't you feel it burning inside you... oh baby? Civilisation is crumbling – who can take you back from the brink? The GAA, that's who!"
MacPhisto: "We're their guests tonight... so there'll be no sales of condom in here, will there? No rubber Johnnies, no? We don't want the young people carried away on a sea of seed and desire, now do we? They'll be at it like rabbits – slaves to the Devil's monument. Delivered to the gates of Hell in a latex jacket!"
MacPhisto: "Contraception? Safe sex? AIDS? It's not their problem, is it. No homos, junkies or Haitians here tonight, no. Just castrated, abstemious, happy families here tonight. Fine and dandy, not a willy in sight."
[Men in crowd: "WILLY!"]
MacPhisto: "And we've got the GAA to thank for that, haven't we. Shall I give them a telephone call?"
MacPhisto: "Who stuffed those cannons?"
[phone rings for some time]
MacPhisto: [sings] "Keep me hanging on the telephone..."
[phone continues to ring]
MacPhisto: "Where is Frank Murphy?"
[Man: "He's here!"]
MacPhisto: "He's here? What do you mean, he's not at home. He's here? Oh. Oh, I shall sing him a song then, shall I?"
MacPhisto: [sings] "Snowdrops and daffodils, butterflies and bees... dances, romances, things of the night... sailboats, fishermen, postcards to write... all kinds..."
Crowd: [singing] "...of everything, remind me of you!"
[Ultra Violet begins]
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