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One evening in the spring
Heard a long-gone song from days gone by
Blowing in on the great north wind
Though there is no lonesome corncrake's cry
Of sorrow and delight
You can hear the cars and the shouts from bars
And the laughter and the fights
May the ghosts that howled 'round the house at night
Never keep you from your sleep
May they all sleep tight down in hell tonight
Or wherever they may be
As I walked on with a heavy heart
Then a stone danced on the tide
And the song went on though the lights were gone
And the north wind gently sighed
And an evening breeze coming from the east
That kissed the riverside
So I pray now, child, that you sleep tonight
When you hear this lullaby
May the wind that blows from haunted graves
Never bring you misery
May the angels bright watch you tonight
And keep you while you sleep
RIP, Shane
I moved to London 2 decades ago from across the (larger) pond, and I will never forget discovering that the most popular Xmas song in this country is "Fairytale of New York". Arguably one of the most depressing lyrics ever written, albeit to a beautiful melody, but definitely not something that comes to mind for Christmas!
I think I fell in love with the dry wit and self-deprecation of the region quite shortly after that. Shame about 2016 though.
It was grand to listen to your songs, read your story and see you perform.
I saw the Pogues in Manchester back in December 2001..."The Pogues for One Week Only" they called it. I don't remember if they did this song, but I can tell you they were amazing. Shane remembered all the lyrics, the musicians were terrific, and there wasn't a dry eye in the house when they did Fairytale of New York and dedicated it to Kirsty.
I didn't know she had collaborated with The Pogues. Thanks!
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Just thought I'd mention that!
No redeeming features? Judge not lest you be judged. Shane McGowan will find his redemption through the wonderful songwriting and poetry he has created and given to the world in my mind.
They come over here and they take all our land |
Not "were" and "was" — "are" and "is." I saw them a few months ago. Original lineup—all the guys pictured here. Great fun!
I saw them the year before last at the Nottingham Splendour festival, where they headline. Shane McGowan was absolutely wasted, staggering around the stage and barely able to croak. I don't know if he was pissed or just ill, but about halfway through he was led off the stage and a guy who could sing replaced him. The band were excellent and very professional. I just hope, for the sake of his liver and life expectancy, that yer man moderates his drinking. Early deaths from booze may be romantic and almost stereotypically Irish, but it's an awful, awful waste.
If you like the Pogues, it might be worth trying Flogging Molly, who are the Pogues on 'roids and get played on RP now and again. Worthy successors, IMO.
Rest assured, my friend: there's MUCH MORE to the Pogues than only this.
Not "were" and "was" — "are" and "is." I saw them a few months ago. Original lineup—all the guys pictured here. Great fun!
Calling anything by the Pogues a drinking song is redundant.
True dat!
Calling anything by the Pogues a drinking song is redundant.
Blimey....makes me yearn for the Emerald Isle, even though the songs about London.
A proper pint of the black stuff and a walk along the Cliffs of Moher..perfect
Same here. It's been a bedtime lullaby for my daughter since she was born 8 years ago.
Terrific songwriter. Amazing he's still alive.
I am thinking. Hmmm... Hope Shane finds a healthier muse than a bottle of booze.
Utter nonsense. Perhaps the greatest American poets, Wallace Stevens and TS Eliot were not fugly, nor did they drink particularly much. It is a great tragedy to romanticize Shane's drinking which is what caused that "mug" in the first place.
Absolutely - romanticising drinking is juvenile behavior