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Megan Wilding and Seamus Quinn |
Yesterday
was the 112th anniversary of the summer’ afternoon James Joyce and
Nora Barnacle stepped out together in Dublin, later immortalized as the day in
which he set Ulysses. It has been celebrated as Bloomsday for over nine decades,
in homage to the book, its author and the joys of alcohol.
The Irish
Club staged its 26th (and, some report, last) Bloomsday last night,
with performances by the illustrious and indefatigable Colm O’Doherty, his
lovely daughter Damien, and other luminaries.
As the luck
of the Irish would have it, there’s been a lot of it around this week; from the
saga of Fionn Mac Cumhaill and the Fianna in Finn O’Branagain and Scott
Sandwich’s illuminating, poetic The Epic at the Blue Room to Taryn Ryan’s
show-stopping Ireland in WAAPA’s smashing Legally Blonde at the Regal (both
reviewed here).
But they
were mere tastes; for the whole stew, it’s off to WAAPA
and, where else, the Irish Club.