Hey, does anybody remember 82?
Yeah, of course we do. do?
Sure. I mean, can I reminisce?
Sure, go ahead, go on.
You don't mind or anything?
If you want to.
Can I get personal? Sure.
Do I mean, it's to offend anybody
or you don't object or anything.
Why should I?
You sure? Come on.
Which one? Okay. One,
two. Yeah.
Let me go back further.
Now let me go back further,
if I may, yeah, please take it on,
It was a rainy afternoon,
it was two, maybe three months ago
I first started to reminisce,
I first started to reflect,
you know I was walking by the Thames at the time
and I started to think about the
summer of 1980
So what I did,
I wrote this down
on a piece of lined white paper
While I still felt strong about it
Here's what I recall
It was August 1980,
I was searching for the spirit
of Brendan Beale
in the bars of Dublin. I mean at this point,
you know,
I had a bit of reputation
as something of a searcher.
I still have for that matter,
but perhaps even more at this point.
Anyway, I went from one bar to another,
I mean I started off with a couple of friends
but after a short while
I think they just decided to abandon the search,
well you know how it is,
they probably had other plans
or something to do with it, I mean me,
I carried on,
you know, I was determined,
I went from one bar to another,
I went to Branigans,
I went to Flanigans,
you know, like in the song, you know,
the one about the donkey,
you know, I mean, like, cause,
the thing is,
I've got to confess,
you know, at this point,
I wasn't feeling on top of the world,
you know, frankly, no, no sir.
In other words, you weren't exactly
laughing.
mean, I wasn't exactly
walking down the road
with a spring in my step.
know, happy -go -lucky
wasn't my middle name.
That's not true. I mean,
I heard that blind man,
that man with the glasses.
I heard him singing.
I didn't like the song,
you understand. Oh, right.
But I did know what he meant
about the higher ground.
I knew what he meant
about the higher ground.
You did. I did, yeah.
You understood.
So anyway, I went into this one bar.
I can't remember the name
of it.
It doesn't really matter now.
But I, you know, by this time I was getting,
I was getting really impatient.
So I plucked up the courage
to ask somebody,
I noticed a man.
He was probably in his early thirties.
was well built.
He had ginger hair
and a big, fierce, powerful face.
He looks like the type you know
and want.
Excuse me.
Do you know where I can find the spirit
of Brendan Behan, said I.
Brendan Behan said, yes,
and I, New York, said he, New York, said I,
New York, said again quickly, New York?
Man, that's 3 ,000 miles to the west.
I mean, you're on the wrong
side of the world.
So what did you do?
Well, what could I do?
I just got out of there.
I put my coat on, I got out of there,
I walked straight out of there.
And I walked down the road
and I started to sing
It doesn't matter, don't matter
It doesn't matter,
it doesn't
Don't matter, don't matter, much lately
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
It don't matter, it don't, oh, oh, oh
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Ha! Ha!
It don't matter, it don't matter
It don't matter, it don't matter
Oh, I, I need y 'all
Don't matter
Don't matter
And then, you know,
there's always one or two
things to be learned
To be learned from an experience
like this
I, I, uh
It don't matter,
It don't matter,
It don't matter,
don't matter,
It don't matter,
It don't matter,
It don't matter, matter,
It don't
It don't don't
matter, don't don't
It don't