Irish flag Tuesday 24th August 1993
Cork, Ireland

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?"

Crowd: "Yeah!"

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!"

Crowd: [cheer]

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!"

Crowd: [laughter]

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?"

Crowd: "Yeah!"

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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