Can everyone please stop emigrating for a minute? Seriously. This week's cover artist, danleo, basically saw the paint dry on his piece for us before he skipped off to Canada. A healthy percentage of our friends are already gone too. Heck, in the time it took you to read this far, another two Dubliners have probably decided to get 'off the rock'.

We don't know exactly how many reasons they are to stay in Dublin long term. We do know that there are at least these 25 recommendations to keep you here for another seven days. It's not like it's 1984 and we have this handy guide: '200 Reasons To Stay In Dublin'.

Ah, there's Louis Stewart (no. 14) who was playing the Stags Head recently. And The Dublin Theatre Festival (no.26) which starts today. The Iveagh Gardens, the stone-headed policeman and a great walking tour is still within grasp (64, 73, 98).

Basically baby, if you got to go away, don't think I could take the pain. Won't you stay another day?

Who's hoping this video will change your mind this week? Ciaran, Michael or Kate? With thanks to Camille.

If Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory ever has an interior stylist my bet's on Verner Panton. You've seen more of his psychedelic work than you think, especially if you're a retro-futurist lover of the 1960s-70s design. Verner was creator of the eponymously named plastic Panton Chair, globular chrome lampshades and other daringly iconic works from the 2nd half of the 20th century still in production today. Colour Theorist and godfather to 70s iconic Op-art graphics & fabric designs; he was also a furniture designer who applied new materials & biomorphic shapes to everyday household items. Blackrock design store Lost Weekend celebrates the Life And Works of this visual genius with a talk by Peter Frandsen, CEO of Verpan, where much of his legacy lives on. Tip: the venue delivers an excellent view of Dublin bay. / Elish Bul-Godley

When Hard Working Class Heroes approached le cool and asked us to curate their photo exhibition, we said yes. But that was before we realised the task in whittling down the entries to just 12 photos. We quarrelled, we questioned each other's taste and at least one Leeds United Division One Champions commemorative mug was smashed in anger. The intern was never supposed to see us fight like that. The therapy alone will run into tens of pounds. With these photos, installed on the window of Shebeen Chic by the illustrator extraordinaire Steve McCarthy, we hope to turn the lens on the great standard of music photography here in the city. So take a peek and feel the sweat in Alan Moore's shot, get close to Brian Deady via Dragan Thomas and wonder rhetorically aloud 'is it impossible to take a bad picture of ASIWUFA?'. / Ciaran & Michael

La Ruelle is gorgeous. A chic little wine bar and restaurant hidden off Dawson Street, with access to the Royal Irish Automobile Club's parking. Don't tell your date that though, just drive up and park confidently in one of their spots. Or perhaps don't drive at all as more than likely you'll drink delicious wine and you wouldn't believe the trouble drink-driving can get you into. The wine glasses sit so snugly in your hand and are curved so that every sip is filled with aroma. The layout inside makes each table feel secluded so you can be completely at ease. When I discovered this place it was dark and chilly outside but inside was warm and filled with attractive, successful people. The owner has worked with Richard Corrigan and the Shelbourne prior to their restorations so you're in safe hands, food wise. La Ruelle will hold up to scrutiny from the most intense aesthete. / Georgia

Classical music used to scare me. I have only recently managed to get over grim childhood memories of cold ancient halls where stern women poked encouragement with violin bows as I made futile and screechy attempts to play my scales. But I can now listen to and enjoy Lyric FM without any troubling flashbacks. Italian composer Guiseppe Verdi wrote this powerfully epic, aural typhoon of a requiem in memory of poet and novelist Alessandro Mazoni after his death in 1873. This spiritual masterpiece by the agnostic composer for the humanist writer caused ructions at the time, with traditionalists suspicious of it's overtly theatrical and operatic style. It has been shock and awing audiences ever since and will be performed tonight by the RTE concert orchestra, a soprano, Tennor, Mezzo and bass along with a full choir. Win Tickets / Dónal C. Gorman

The precociously talented Vanderslice started his musical journey early, as a teenager, settling for a few years in the nineties with the band MK Ultra. During that time he set up the analog studio Tiny Telephone in San Francisco, which has hosted bands such as Spoon, Okkervil River, Magnetic Fields and Deerhoof. This passion has seeped into every record he has created; a master of details, his gift as a storyteller and lyricist has shone through records such as Time Travel is Lonely (2001) and last year’s Emerald City. This year’s sparkling White Wildnerness saw Vanderslice collaborate with Minna Choi’s Magik*Magik Orchestra (Tiny Telephone’s newish house band) outside of his studio; recorded in three days, it shows Vanderslice at his best, thumbing his nose at convention with one hand tied behind his back. Win Tickets / Siobhán Kane

(Lloyd Grossman voice) Who would live in a house like this? Looks like a primary site of production for an artist. But which artist? Is this a factory, laboratory, refuge, reading room or storage area? (Resume regular in-head reading voice) This exhibition is two pronged. First, it's housed in a John Graham commissioned, Architecture Republic designed studio located in the garden of Graham's Drumcondra home. Secondly, it's a collection of photographs of artists' studios, made or selected by the artists themselves. Studios within a studio for you to study studiously. Having been previously impressed by Architecture Republic's Plastic House and their work in Source Restaurant in Sligo, I'm banking on this to be your weird and wonderful event of the week. Let Maxim, Graham and the rest lead you...through the keyhole. / Vernon Steel

The sun was a dominant feature in my first memory of Chequerboard. So was lying on the grass, people painted in blue and the familiar clink of Buckfast bottles as my festival colleagues toasted one another to health. It was Body and Soul 2010 and this one man's ability to create orchestral impressions with just his guitar and loop pedal made it one of the memories to salvage from the wreckage that was that weekend. The Joinery are hosting Chequerboard along with experimental cello outfit Seti the First and Lorem Ipsum on Friday and whilst there may not be sun, there may not be people painted in blue, there might certainly be buckfast (if you bring it yourself) and there will definitely be experimental cello. Sure where else would you be on a Friday night? / Jessica Hayden

Take three tasty Galway brothers and their unashamedly poppy sounds and you have something sultry brewing in Whelan's tonight when The Kanyu Tree launch their debut album People Street. There's little doubt that their eye is firmly set on the masses. Their harmonies and melodies pitch for instant sing-along gratification. Expect the heaving down the front to be done by girls in billowing flowery skirts. With hints of debut album Delays as well as The Script, there's label aspiration behind this outfit - Sony in this instance. While the lyrics are light and fluffy, there's an easy charm with Somewhere being a particular stand-out. From international co-production by Ali Shaheed Muhammad (A Tribe Called Quest) to local input by Laser Tom with a remix of Slow, this may well turn out to be a Galwegian than an Indian summer. Win Tickets + album / Zach Joyce

Ahoy there Riot Grrrls & Nancy Boys - the moment of truth and reckoning has arrived. And it will be a cacophonous riot in the basement of the Thomas House. Former Gindies (gay indies) who once frequented Q&A and new scene shakers who prefer their Electric Picnic to their podium pop will be seeking sanctity and scores in this new night brought to you by Butcher Queers. Given that BQ is driven by Will St Leger, the self-confessed artivist and purveyor of fine times, it is fitting that his Queer indie outfit FELCH are on hand to break the assembled in gently. With the chance of hoovering up some of the NCAD heads en route from college and those who can't wait for their Mother from the other, the non-for-profit Cacophony is destined to be the gay hit of the new season. / Zach Joyce

‘Feel the rhythm! Feel the rhyme! Get on up, its RIDDIM time!’ After Part One turned into a full-house jam fest, the RIDDIM Fest is back for a second showing, bringing the best of all things ‘rootical’ to Twisted Pepper. With more than 20 artists performing over 5 rooms, even the most eclectic of tastes will be satisfied - as long as that eclectic taste includes (deep breath everybody) Reggae, Ska, Dub, Hip-Hop, Jazz, Funk, Soul, Roots, Folk and Electronica. In a double headliner, DJ Vadim’s The Electric (live show) will round off the night along with the 8 piece ska hip-hop ensemble, Babyhead, who return after turning a small section of Wicklow forest into a piece of Trenchtown during the summer, with the Irish end being held up by DJ’s like the wonderfully named Rootsman Wurzel. Win Tickets / Hugh Torpey

ArtNow at KTcontemporary really is that, art of the moment. Featuring work by seven recent graduates from around Ireland, the exhibition highlights current contemporary art practice within a range of media – painting, photography, video and installation – ensuring that there actually is something for everyone. Erica Hoyne's impressive Room Full of EMPTY dominates the open window space, an oversized installation presenting black and white photos of buildings in Dublin that have been left vacant since the recession began - so 2011. But rest assured the big 'R' is not the only subject matter on show, Lisa O'Donnell and Dee O'Shea explore the uncanny architects of space, Patrick Hough investigates the 'Hollywoodisation' of history and Myra Jago presents some rare examples of truly exquisite painting. Ends Saturday, go see artNOW.  / Athina Rio

Is there anyone more genuinely admired and talented in the Irish music scene than Richie Egan? Erm stupid question. No. Back with Ocean of Frequency which he's been road-testing live, Richie mines new gems in this flawless sonic endeavour. From the dry ice intro of Hallucination to the hip-gyrating bop of Please Don't Turn the Record Off to the darker synth recesses of The Oldest Mind which lifts off as we celebrate what it means to be young. You Make The Love is yet another track in this crafted collection that builds and blossoms into a record you feel you've listening to for years. Make Ocean of Frequency your Sea of sonic indulgence. Jape is Grape. And live he's even Graper. Win Tickets / Zach Joyce

Nicky Siano's bio reads like a wannabes wet dream. Founding prominent NYC nightclub Gallery at 17 (which sparked hotspots such as Garage and Studio 54) ,launched Grace Jones, pioneered sound design in clubs, DJ’d at aforementioned Studio 54 the night Bianca Jagger arrived on a white steed. It seems the only thing he can’t do well is retirement (2009 was supposedly his farewell tour!) Tonight Nightflight brings Daddy Disco to the lush Grand Social to screen the documentary Love Is The Message – A Night At The Gallery Party 1977 and a Q&A session with Nicky himself. It’s a musical memoir that’s finger clicking good. The freak-out continues with a 4 hour DJ set where we can sup up some disco classics. The infamous white horse might now be the Red Line but tonight all roads lead to divilment. Win Tickets / Rachel Hegarty

Film is a peerless vehicle that can unite people in one breath-taking moment. It has a power to immortalise earthlings or doom them to the condemnation of film critics. Manhattan Short Film Festival champions independency and creativity of short film forms. Considered as a breeding ground for the cinematically gifted, the festival transforms the audience into omnipotent judges who will decide the faith of the nominees. 10 movies, selected out of 598, will be watched and reviewed by over 100,000 people across the globe within one week. Votes from all participating cinemas will be gathered together in the festival headquarters in NY, with the winner being announced tonight. As festival director Nicholas Mason highlights, it’s like a film- focused Earth Day. / Anna P

Perhaps Alela Diane's naturalness comes from the fact that it is within her nature, growing up in a musical household. She is self-taught and motivated, evident in her self-released debut in 2004 (re-released in 2006) The Pirate’s Gospel, which spoke volumes as to her impulse, which contains a folk sensibility; every detail was lovingly crafted, down to the paper and lace sleeve, which cossetted and caressed the pretty songs within, songs that spoke of shanties and nature, family and history. To Be Still (2009) came along like a little gift, and then this year’s wondrous Alela Diane & Wild Divine arrived with an even greater depth. The Wild Divine constitutes her father and husband, keeping family on her right hand, poetry on her left, but all close to her heart, and ours. Win Tickets / Siobhán Kane

Blow off those Sunday blues with some proper Sunday Blues, as Sunday nights just got a whole lot more manageable! Jaime Nanci And The Blue Boys are thee perfect way to ease you out of the weekend and into the working week. Backed by a trio of Ireland’s best and most sought after Jazz musicians, and crooning his way through tracks from his teenage songbook, Jaime Nanci gives good Depeche Mode, The Cure, even Siouxie and the Banshees, while throwing some old diva standards into the mix, twisting them into sultry swing tunes, bluesy ballads and even ragtime Charleston, adding into the mix some beloved standards, eve the occasional show-tune. These are teamed with more recent classics from Kylie to Bjork to make for some serious cross-era nostalgia. Free show every Sunday in Whelan’s front bar. / Jade O'Callaghan

Gruff Rhys and his bandmates from Super Furry Animals appear on their debut album Fuzzy Logic posing beneath a giant sign that reads 'It's Brains you want'. An ex-teacher, Rhys has spent the last 16 years crafting ELO and Beach Boys tinged psychedelia for his day job with SFA while in the process being commended in Parliament for Welsh-language album Mwyng, releasing a Steely Dan-sampling top-30 single containing the word fuck more than 50 times and roping in Paul McCartney as a backing singer. But for every clever concept, such as Neon Neon which took John DeLorean as its inspiration, or current solo album Hotel Shampoo's cover art which is based on Rhys' collection of hotel freebies from years of touring, there are hooks and melodies galore. As it turns out Brains is a brewery in Cardiff. Mine's a pint. / Martin Bradley

Chucho Valdés has his place right at the heart of Latin Jazz. In 1973 he founded Irakere, a revolutionary and seminal fusing of jazz-rock and Cuban tradition, before going on to play with all the jazz greats, including Dizzy Gillespie, Herbie Hancock and Chick Corea. More recently he has
collaborated with his father, Bebo Valdes, with Spanish lyricist Pablo Milanes, sultry flamenco star Buika, and Buena Vista vocalist Omara Portuondo. In 2009 Chucho formed the Afro-Cuban Messengers, a hothouse of virtuosity who can whip up a fiery rhythmic brew, with salsa flourishes, Weather Report quotations and Orisha invocations, or can lay it back with cool sinuous solos. Innovative and adventurous at the age of 70, Chucho stands at the pinnacle of Latin jazz. Win Tickets / Nigel Wood

It might be naive to say this is a revolt, but in times of terrible beauty, crisis and a return to fundamentals using a city as a canvas to tell the truth, express an opinion is better than setting fire to its oldest buildings in a fury or a bout of lawlessness. Roadworks the external component of Dublin Contemporary 2011 has seen new street art pop up around the city, some on prominent sites like Rask's pieces inside the National Gallery, Masers ode to BP Fallon on Curved street, Conor Harrington at Bang Restaurant or James Early's extinct Elk over the Garage bar. Only half way with D*Face and Escif yet to start overall its plenty to see and be proud of. Go for a walk! / Aidan Kelly

George Harrison is my favourite Beatle-because Ringo Starr is more than mildly frightening, Paul McCartney appears to have judgement issues and I don't approve of staying in bed all day and calling it a political statement - yeah, looking at you, Lennon! I also appreciate how George had his reality hat on when he said 'it's gonna take money, a whole lot of spending money, to do it right child'. There's a lesson there, McCartney. This documentary (Scorsese, no less!) uses evocative home footage and interviews with the usual suspects including Eric Clapton as well as the unusual suspects - Phil Spector (always lurking about) charting Harrison's unusual life - which is as enthralling as any of his bandmates. From The Cavern, through the Patti Boyd years, to spiritual enlightenment; join him on the journey. / Kate Frances Coleman

Rua Red features two shows in the medium of Photography. Home Narratives by artist Emer Gillespie consists of subtle engaging diptychs of domesticity focusing on a mother daughter relationship. Domestication is also the theme this time of landscape in Simon Burch’s On Common Ground. The gallery is divided by an 8ft wall into landscapes formed by gorse fire and indigenous ‘forgotten’ woodland. These are giant, sumptuous prints, where you can literally count the needles of pine (the are 6ft high). These are not the pictorial landscapes of Paul Henry and could not be further removed from the turf and ass, studio tinted John Hindes. It’s about representing the essence of Irishness in a single leaf or burnt branch - you just have to be Simon Burch to know what the leaf looks like. Go to the Red Rua to find out. / android

What’s the strange yellow thing and that blue stuff overhead? It is, Le Cool is reliably informed, the sun beaming in a cloudless sky. With an unexpected Indian summer to enjoy, Dubliners can finally hit the beach without the need for a layer of vaseline. To best embrace these warming rays, how about a trip to one of Dublin’s nudist beaches? Nudist beaches!? There are no such official places and public nudity is illegal in Ireland. But once naturists are respectful and sensible, attitudes are generally tolerant towards those who go textile-free at these beautiful places; the Forty Foot, Sandycove, a traditional bathing area for naturists; Corballis beach near Donabate; and off Vico Road, Dalkey. Check out Irish Naturism for dos and don’ts. And bring your thermals – just in case. / Shirley Chance