Saturday, July 25, 2009

Job Well Done - A Saturday Haiku

Well, I had such fun yesterday coming up with my little Haiku, that I have decided to try and pen another one today. This one revolves around the feeling I had upon finishing up the radio show last night. This is still done in the Jack Collom style as I am building my way up to the standard Haiku formula.


Job Well Done,
Dreaded Sense Of Self Satisfaction,
Fears Of Complacency

Hmm, I like the sounds of that.
Hoping to have more writing's up later. Currently working on some song lyrics. They aint great but that's exactly why I have to work on them, and if they were total crap I wouldn't even bother so there must be something good about them.

Catch you fiends on the flipside,

Sexy Drugs and Rocky Rolls

Friday, July 24, 2009

The Inishtari - Fictional Background

"The Inishtari" are an ancient Irish sect, whose origins reach back as far as 100 B.C. They were formed by the first High King of Ireland, Conn Cetchathach - Also known as Conn of the Hundred battles, with their purpose being to preserve the line of High Kings and to destroy any who would endanger that dynasty. The first head of "The Inishtari", was Lugh, who was said to be the son of Balor, King of the Fomorions, an ancient race of Giant's.

Whether this is true or embelished cannot truly be ascertained, however, Lugh fought and killed for his lord, Conn, and Conn's son, Art Mac Cuinn, before finally meeting his death at the hands of Aillill Aulom, while protecting Conn's grandson, Lugaid Mac Con. Lugh had left strict instructions that the person to inherit command of "The Inishtari" was to be Macann Og, who was rumored to be descended of the Tuatha De Danann. Macann Og had shown his worth during many battle such as "The Battle Of Ventry", where he was to have saved Fionn Mac Cumhaill, himself.

Under Macann's leadership "The Inishtari" disappeared into the shadows, but continued to influence the High King's of Irelands fates for another six generations. Many rumored that, Macann, himself had inherited the Immortality of his ancestors, the Tuatha De Danann. Others believed that Macann's reasons for keeping his identity a secret was because he had actually died years before and different members of "The Inishtari", had simply taken on his name. However, In a text written in the 4th Century by Eochaid Mugmedon, father of Niall Noigiallach, better known as Niall Of The Nine Hostages, Eochaid gave his opinions on Macann Og.

Translated from Ancient Gaelic:

"I have only met the man a handful of times. Although I can't be sure that man is the right term for him. He has been protecting our lineage since long before I was born. My grandfather Muireadh Tirech, told me that Macann looked as young when he, Muireadh, himself was a boy, as he does now in my old age. That spans almost one hundred years. I stand by him, regardless of what powers surround him, as he has always been a good friend to me and has always looked after my family, although not always in a public capacity."

Macann Og's "Immortality" came to a bloody end in 378 A.D when Niall Noigiallach took the high throne of Ireland, and had "The Inishtari" disbanded. Any member that refused to step down was put to the sword by Niall himself. Unbeknownst to Niall, Manannann Mac Lir, a pirate who controlled the seas around Ireland, had created his own division of "The Inishtari", but upon hearing of Macann Og's fate decided to continue protecting the legacy of the high kings, behind their backs. As to why Manannann Mac Lir, would feel compelled to protect someone who would have him slain, should they ever find out his intentions, he had this to say...

Translated From Ancient Gaelic:

"The Inishtari is a sacred sect. We are chosen to lead Eire into the future, as deemed fit by the people who command the country from the high throne in Tara. What that person decides is not for us to question. I will fight for the future of this country in the dark, unknown to my liege. A blade in the dark. An arrow in the night. I will only yield when my sword falls from my cold dead fingers!"

It was at this point in Irish history that "The Inishtari" seemingly vanished from all records, both public and otherwise. It would be nearly 600 years before "The Inishtari" would be heard from in Irish texts again.

It was in the year 1002 that "The Inishtari" came forth from the shadows, to tackle the problem of a major attack on the mighty lineage of Conn Cetchathach. The king of munster, a man named Brian Boru, was rallying to attack Mael Sechnaill mac Domnaill, who, at that time, was the residing high king of Ireland, and last descendant of the Ui Neill's, the legendary line of kings ,which could be traced all the way back to Conn of the Hundred battles. In a drawn out conflict, unspoken of in the annals of history, Brian Boru's forces faced a full fledged Inishtari force, the likes of which had never been seen before, in County Meath.

The battle raged on for several weeks and seemed, for all intents and purposes, to be in the enemy's favour, when a group of Brian's secondary forces caught the bulk of "The Inishtari's" camp off guard, one evening, and proceeded to slaughter every man, woman and child in the camp. When Brian found out about this genocide, he flew into a rage claiming...

"Let any man fight his quarter. But women and Innocents are far too often the victims in war. May any man who butchered a lady or child be gone from my army, for should I find out who amongst you was involved, they will face my wrath!"

It seemed that the ancient sect, "The Inishtari", loyal defenders of the high king of Ireland, was no more. Mael Sechnaill had no choice but to surrender his crown to Brian Boru or face destruction. Unfortunately for Irelands new monarch, he had little time to celebrate his victory, as quickly factions all around Ireland, began vying for the title of High King, themselves. He engaged in a decades long battle with the Vikings who were settled in dublin, which finally came to a head at "The Battle of Clontarf" in 1014. As any historian will tell you, this battle is where the "Emperor king of Ireland" finally met his end, at the hand's of the Viking lord, Brodir.

What they will not tell you, however, is that it was not, in fact, Brodir that killed Brian, it was Wolf the Quarrelsome, Brians brother. Unknown to the king, Wolf, had been under the control of "The Inishtari" since the battle of 1002 in meath. It was during this battle that Wolf, while captured by the enemy was brought before their leader. They called her The Morrigan, she was another Inishtari leader, supposedly descended from the legendary Tuatha De Danann. When Brian's forces laiy seige to her camp, Wolf, encapsulated by The Morrigan's beauty helped her to escape into a nearby forest as the rogue troops slaughtered "The Inishtari" in the camp. Wolf would not lay eyes upon her again for ten years.

In 1012 Wolf, while on a routine patrol with a group of soldiers in the area of Killdalua, Wolf encountered what seemed to be a group of vagrant bandits. When he asked to speak with the person in charge, he found himself face to face with Morrigan, the ex-leader of "The Inishtari" once more. The two struck up an affair and through the two years in the lead up to "The Battle of Clontarf", Morrigan conditioned Wolf to the ideas and beliefs of "The Inishtari", eventually culminating in her suggesting he kill his brother, Brian, high king of Ireland, in order to restore peace to the Kingdom.

During "The Battle of Clontarf", Wolf spied Brodir, the enemy commader, creeping into his brother's tent, with the obvious intent of murdering the high king in his sleep. Wolf charged into the tent and slaughtered the viking lord, waking his brother in the process. Wolf knelt in close to Brian and from what we have found documented in secret manuscripts, written by Wolf The Quarrelsome himself, he said:

"I'm sorry, dear brother, but the true kings of Eire must live once more. Know, that I do this for your love!""

He then took up Brodir's axe and used it to rend his brother's head from his shoulder's. When Brian's guards ran into the tent, Wolf claimed that he found the warlord standing over Brian's corpse and in his rage, tore the Viking to shreds. Brian Boru, "The Emperor King Of Ireland" was no more, but he had started a chain reaction, which would see "The Inishtari" return to the shadows for nearly nine hundred years.

After Brian's death in 1014, Mael Sechnaill mac Domnaill, reclaimed his crown as the High King of Ireland. Alas, Brian Boru's example was followed consistently for over a hundred years and with the contestation for the Crown so strong, all efforts were turned away from the invasion's of the Vikings and Saxon's. It wasn't long before Ireland had become a melting pot and the High Throne of Tara was naught but a fond memory, as the whole country became segregated. For hundred's of years before the british occupation of Ireland, a series of civil war's and petty faction feud's raged up and down the country. Brian Boru had caused the downfall of the Ui Neill, and as such their secret protectors, "The Inishtari". After "The Battle at Clontarf", both Wolf the Quarrelsome and Morrigan, seemed to disappear from all historical texts.

For nearly a millenium "The Inishtari" have laid dormant, however in recent times, whispers in country pubs from Cork to Belfast, have lingered on words not heard for over eight hundred years. Names like "Morrigan", "The Tuatha De Dannan" and "Brian Boru", are being uttered a little too frequently and many believe, that "The Inishtari" may just be ready to resurface, once more.

"War of The Inishtari"
A Blog Based Story By Paddy J. Murphy

Coming Soon...

Sexy Drugs and Rocky Rolls


Death Through Sleep - A Haiku

Adventures In English

Hey Y'all,
This be my first attempt at a Haiku, or Lune as the english versions of Haiku's are sometimes called. I'm not sure if it's good or what like, but, sure, you people can be the judge of that. This Haiku/Lune is written in the Jack Collom style, which is 3 lines with 3/5/3 words, as opposed to the standard which is 5/7/5 and based on syllables. The Jack Collom style is slightly easier for a newbie, like myself.

Death Through Sleep!

Death Through Sleep,
Rebirth by Ground Coffee Beans,
Rinse and Repeat

Well, that should give you some indication to how I'm feeling today. Ugh. Anyways, Just to let you know I'm back on the radio tonight, live, at 11 O' Clock (GMT) over on Killaloe Radio ,
with my ever beautiful co-host, Paul (Fudgez Jo Momma) Hannan. His blog can be reached right here! Check it out and if your interested, follow him and tell him to cop on and continue posting!

Anyways, Off now to work on a few pieces, including my celtic opus "The Inishtari", which I will hopefully be able to start posting up here soon.

All The Best, My Pretties,
Sexy Drugs and Rocky Rolls,


Thursday, July 23, 2009

Build a little birdhouse in .... your head?

The Origins Of "The Idea Birdhouse"

Many eons ago, when people still used mainly dial-up connections and people were eagerly awaiting the third installment of "The Matrix" trilogy, I was in college. I know, I know. It's hard to believe that someone as innately skilled as myself, would feel the need to appease friends and family alike, and go to college. However, it is true. I once studied Video Production and Manipulation at Mulgrave St.College in Limerick. Our final
project, which was completely optional, I might add, was to create a five minute short, fully scripted, shot, performed and storyboarded. Well, how could i turn down an offer to create a short about my favorite subject matter of all time. Video Games.

Of Games And Gamers

"Gamers" was a five minute short, which I directed, at our abode of 18 Hazelwood, in the summer of 2004, I believe. It starred myself and my cousin, P.J Quinn, as two hardcore video-game nerds basically arguing over a certain "Street Fighter" characters sexuality. A regular Tuesday afternoon in that house, then. It was a pretty straight forward storyline, consisting of, maybe 24 lines of dialogue and about 10-15 shots. Now, I'm gonna be egotistical here and say that the actual shots, editing and direction were "C'est Magnifique"... Much less (Or much more, involving curse words) could be said about the acting and dialogue.

But after the shooting of "Gamers" had wrapped up, the crew, which consisted of Myself, P.J Quinn, Sarah Shanahan, Alexia Wolfe, Andrew Kelly and Niall Ryan, decided to make a 10 minute making of documentary. Hmm, great logic there. Of course, the first person interviewed during the "making of", would be the director, me, Paddy J. Murphy. While taking on the mannerism's of Quentin Tarantino, flailing my hands about and speaking really quickly, I ad-libbed a story about the creative process that lead to the conception of gamers. This story revolved around a Birdhouse. Inside my head. I will try to surmise the basic premise here...

The Idea Birdhouse

"I've always viewed ideas as little birds. They fly around for ages and lose energy before resting in birdhouses inside peoples heads. It's here they feed on insects and such and grow big and strong and fat and eventually have enough strength to continue on their journey. "Gamers" was like a little bird in my head that spent days eating and digesting and growing strong before it finally flew out of my head and onto paper."

It was probably no where near as coherent as that when I originally said it, this was just ripped straight from memory. Well, throughout the rest of the "making of", "The Idea Birdhouse" kept getting referenced. Andrew Kelly, basically reiterated my statement, but started with, "I sometimes think... Paddy's head is like a birdhouse..." and so on. Niall Ryan's role in the making of the movie apparently was, "to open the door and
let in the cats to chase away all these fecking birds!".
It seemed the Idea Birdhouse was a popular idea and people seemed to always get a good laugh out of the story. However up until a few weeks ago I had not given "The Idea Birdhouse" another thought, but then when I begun to get addicted to the Internet, I needed a name for my Blog.

Outro (Fade to Black)

It was then that "The Idea Birdhouse" flew back into my head. That basically brings us to where we are now. I have decided to use this blog as a place that I can dump all the excrement of my mind. Well, that's an attractive mental picture. In all seriousness though, I am going to try and keep the page updated with any manner of writing that I can muster, on a given day. Some days I may not get around to it. Other day's, I could end up writing a full fledged novella and then on some day's you might just get a simple haiku, or song lyrics. Needless to say if you are interested in seeing into "The Idea Birdhouse", please follow me here on blogspot, and add me as a friend over on facebook. First article coming soon...

Thank you for your time Peeps,
Sexy Drugs and Rocky Rolls,