In a fluffy, terribly icky world of early ‘80’s pop fluff, along came The Pogues and made me realize that there was something way more down to earth and so much more fun to listen to and be part of.
Shane always marched to his own beat and while his lifestyle is not really to be championed, he was real and gritty and honest.
His lyrics still stick in my head on a regular basis.
A well read poet with his finger on the pulse of Irish displacement.
RIP and go well into the night Shane.
Shane always marched to his own beat and while his lifestyle is not really to be championed, he was real and gritty and honest.
His lyrics still stick in my head on a regular basis.
A well read poet with his finger on the pulse of Irish displacement.
RIP and go well into the night Shane.