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Tom Waits | On The Pogues’ Rum, Sodomy & the Lash
The Pogues, date and photographer unknown

The Pogues, date and photographer unknown

Tom Waits writes about his 20 most cherished albums in an article in The Guardian. Here is his passage about Rum, Sodomy & the Lash:

Sometimes when things are real flat, you want to hear something flat, other times you just want to project onto it, something more like…. you might want to hear the Pogues. Because they love the West. They love all those old movies. The thing about Ireland, the idea that you can get into a car and point it towards California and drive it for the next five days is like Euphoria, because in Ireland you just keep going around in circles, those tiny little roads. ‘Dirty Old Town’, ‘The Old Main Drag’. Shane has the gift. I believe him. He knows how to tell a story. They are a roaring, stumbling band. These are the dead end kids for real. Shane’s voice conveys so much. They play like soldiers on leave. The songs are epic. It’s whimsical and blasphemous, seasick and sacrilegious, wear it out and then get another one.

– Tom Waits

Tom Waits. Portobello Road, London 1976 © Michael Putland

Tom Waits. Portobello Road, London 1976 © Michael Putland

A remastered and expanded version of Rum, Sodomy & the Lash was released in 2005 and featured a poem by Tom Waits.

Their music is like
the brandy of the damned
Pogue Mahone
they are the last
pure hearts
from Dickens , Joyce,Dylan Thomas
to Christy Moore
like Red Diamonds
Pirates full of malarkey
they’re little giants
they’re Bill Sykes
They are all orphans
and they are leaving
on the 2:10 train
with no ticket
Rapscallion, angry, weeping
passed out songs,songs
that seem to be born
effortlessly, or
not born but found
on top of an old wood stove
like a Bowler hat
and the Pogues know
where the little people go
and they follow them
they’re as old as treasure island
songs that we should all carry
i learnt ’em and sung ’em
and changed ’em
and passed them on
down the wild blue road
as Shane MacGowan & the Pogues
warm their hands
on a fire
made from chopsticks
and a horse pulls a milk wagon
up the steep, wet cobblestone
streets & stumbles
to his knees, bloodying them
as a man
no bigger than my thumb
dances in the broken glass
and jumps rope with a shoe lace
the song he sings

Tom Waits
California , March 2004

It is one of my favorite albums, a sequence of songs that would cause us all to link arms and belt out the lyrics, spilling beer everywhere. You should probably buy it now.

The Pogues, date and photographer unknown

The Pogues, date and photographer unknown


Killeanny, Inis Mór | The Molloy Family
Surnai, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

Surnai, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

Dara, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

Dara, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

Ania & Laura, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

Ania & Laura, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

Tess & Anu, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

Tess & Anu, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

Bernie, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

Bernie, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

The Molloys, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

The Molloys, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

The Molloys, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

The Molloys, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

The Molloys, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

The Molloys, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

Tuwan, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

Tuwan, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

Tess & Jacinta, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

Tess & Jacinta, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

Martha, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

Martha, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

Tess &Martha, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim

Tess &Martha, Inis Mór; Nikon F5, 28-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim


Gilles Caron | Northern Ireland, August 1969

Giles Caron burst onto the scene in the sixties in an explosion of productivity. During his brief five year career, he produced over 570 stories before disappearing in Cambodia at the age of thirty. He had planned on quitting because his career arc, covering several back-to-back vicious wars, had already taken it’s toll on him. He never had the chance and on April 5, 1970, Caron went missing on Route 1 between Vietnam and Cambodia.

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron

Northern Ireland, August 1969 © Gilles Caron


Connemara | Peat Bog

I normally do not shoot landscapes because I don’t care about landscapes and am horrible at creating them. Not that this is any great shot but I like this image because this particular peat bog in Connemara in western Ireland was a striking place. This was taken in late morning and the entire vista was empty and very still.

There is a dark mood in the image with the low, oppressive sky and the black waters of the bog. It was a beautiful morning there, with that threatening sky, the desolate landscape, and the still black waters.

Shot with a Nikon F5, 35-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X.

Peat bog, Connemara, Ireland © Doug Kim

Peat bog, Connemara, Ireland © Doug Kim


Ireland | Cong

Being a huge fan of John Ford’s “The Quiet Man” since I was a kid, I could not wait to visit the village of Cong in County Mayo where they filmed much of the movie. The tiny village is dominated by tourist traps for fans of the film but off the main strip, things settle down and the quaintness of life in western Ireland takes over.

Drive about an hour north of Galway on Route 334 on the Circular Road and just enjoy the scenery.

Shot with a Nikon F5, 35-70mm Nikkor, and Kodak Tri-X 400.

Cong, County Mayo, Ireland © Doug Kim

Cong, County Mayo, Ireland © Doug Kim

Cong, County Mayo, Ireland © Doug Kim

Cong, County Mayo, Ireland © Doug Kim

Cong, County Mayo, Ireland © Doug Kim

Cong, County Mayo, Ireland © Doug Kim


Galway

This is one of those shots that when I saw the proof sheet, it was exactly how I visualized the image when i took it on the street. Film’s delayed visual response means continual surprises, good and bad, which is such a vital part of the process.

Cartier-Bresson said that his proof sheets contain such garbage that he would not show them to anyone. Ansel Adams would speak of finishing the day’s work, carrying his gear back to his car on a four hour hike, wondering if he managed to get anything.

It is an image that does not get a very big response from people that have seen it, yet it remains a favorite.

Galway, Ireland, Nikon F5, 35-70mm, Tri-X

Galway, Ireland, Nikon F5, 35-70mm, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim


Raining in Dublin

I had been walking and shooting all day when the gloomy heavy sky finally turned into a downpour. I was tired and the streets were emptying so there was less incentive for me to stay out shooting. As I headed back to my hostel, I passed this apartment on Lower Camden St., with this guy holding a pot out in the rain, trying to fill it with water.

I took their photo and we all burst out laughing. It is not a great image by any means and that day was not very productive, but I still smile when I look at this shot.

raining in dublin, Nikon F5, 35-70mm, Tri-X

Raining in Dublin, Nikon F5, 35-70mm, Kodak Tri-X © Doug Kim


Dublin | At the Brazen Head Pub

I don’t remember what her name was but these were taken in the cold of summer in Dublin. The Brazen Head pub boasts that it’s the oldest pub in Ireland, dating back to 1198.

Joyce referred to the pub in the “Eumaeus” chapter of Ulysses,

…you get a decent enough do at the Brazen Head.

The soft swirled glass of the windows in these photos had an inscription etched into it: “John Langan halted here, 7th August, 1726.” I did too, sometime in June 2008.

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Nikon D800, 35-70mm © Doug Kim

Nikon D300, 35-70mm

Nikon D800, 35-70mm © Doug Kim