Category Archives: Present Tense

Wrong Again

I thought there was no coffee then I looked round, wrong again.

I don’t need to go to the shop then.

There is no one way to write, you don’t have to stay up all night.

Do what suits you how it suits you say what suits you, that’s the way.

At any time of night or day.

You don’t have to know everything, you never will.

Don’t copy anyone, climb your own hill.

Be yourself, who else were you born to be?

Then you may drink coffee, or if you prefer, tea.

Tich Ennis

1st July, 2018

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Tich Ennis

28th May, 2018

For The Record

 

 

 

 

For The Record

(Copy of email sent today 18th May, 2018)

Tich Ennis 
to jive

To:  The Secret Bookshop, Wicklow street, Dublin

tel 01 7079955

 

Hi Sean,

This is for the record and to introduce myself to you.  I am David (Tich) Ennis, singer and writer.  Thanks for saying you will stock and I hope sell my cd Great Irish Songs which my brother George gave you 5 copies of today.

People from the age of 92 to 20 and all ages in between have said they love it.  I hope you will play it so you can recommend it to people from having heard it.  It is good value at ten euros because it is a full cd of almost exactly 80 minutes with all great ballads and other types of song on board.  A friend of mine who lived in America said Irish Americans would love it.

A couple of questions:

Do you have a website?

Do you also sell by mail order?

My phone number is 087 xxx xx xx and I live in Reality, Seaview avenue, Arklow, Co. Wicklow, a bungalow named by me when my brother and myself moved in about three years ago.  I am originally from Dublin, but that was a long time ago.

The songs on my cd are all out of copyright as far as I can (painstakingly) establish.  Every kind of song there, fun, dancing, drinking, fighting, the whole shebang.  All songs I like, and so do many others.  And a few love songs.  (e.g., I Met Her in the Garden where the Praties Grow).

Joke:  I have a round black thing with a hole in it.   Is this a record?

Blame a disk jockey.

When I am in Dublin, which is infrequently, I will call on you.  My cd is for sale in very few outlets, only yours a cd shop.  A hotel, a computer shop, maybe a book shop in Wicklow town.   Also a second hand book and record shop here in Arklow.

I may appear on East Coast Radio, the Declan Meehan Morning Show, which I did before, when  I self published a book, Pub Talk, in 2014.   That station is heard in Dublin.  If that happens I will give your shop a mention, and let you know.

Okay and thanks again.  The cd is as stated, the songs are all great.  As written on the cover, someone said ‘I could listen to this all day’.

I will plug away at the publicity end.

Keep selling!

David (Tich) Ennis

 

 

 

Two Trick Pony

I am a two trick pony, I sing and write.

No one knows but I won’t give up without a fight.

See you when day takes over night.

Tich Ennis

22nd March, 2018

Pam Ayres

Has Pam Ayres improved with age, I did not like her on the page.

I thought she was too twee for me, you see.

But now at last her flowering comes, at school was she good at sums?

She’s funny, humorous, you know, she puts on a really good show.

Yes, I do enjoy her work, she makes out her husband is a berk.

She laughs at life, she laughs at age.

I will read her on the page.

She’s great on stage.

Tich Ennis

19th March, 2018

Nameless

Do you have to be semi mad or sick to get a following, do I do the trick?

It is necessary to define your terms before you are eaten by worms.

What is mad and what is sane and what is pleasure, what is pain?

We each are mad in our own way, am I mad, what do you say?

If mad is different then I’m glad, I wish to be completely mad.

We are different and the same, madness I am glad you came.

All I love are different, that is so.

For instance Kafka and Van Gogh.

I am a snail so I am slow.

Let us eat a lettuce leaf.

Life is not only always grief.

Tich Ennis

19th February, 2018

The Question

My best friend Michael O’Brien said I will be famous after I’m dead.

He died first, instead.

Do I want fame for myself, no.

The truth comes dropping slow.

I want what everyone wants but hardly dares to expect.

World peace, an end to war and argument as you might suspect.

I write my words, they say the same.

Allow children play a game.

Maybe Michael’s right, may my words be true.

I want a perfect world for you.

How about me too?

A perfect world requires perfected people, they are rare.

The burning question, do you care?

Tich Ennis

2nd February, 2018