What a wonderful evening
At 5 AM, I woke up singing:
Come fill up your glasses with brandy & wine
Whatever it costs, I will pay;
So be easy & free when you're drinking with me;
I'm a man you don't meet everyday.
If you're a Pogues fan, you will recognize that song from Rum, Sodomy, & the Lash and perhaps you will get the idea that St. Paddy's Day is chomping at the bit to get started around here, folks. Even though the food last night was Greek (and a complete success, I might add modestly!) and the wine was French, and even while we did listen to the Alice soundtrack at least 3 times in a row last night, we ended on a decidedly Irish note with the Pogues and I went to bed singing that haunting song over & over, I'm a Man You Don't Meet Everyday.
I also am a big fan of the Pogues album If I Should Fall From Grace With God. The title song, along with the Turkish Song of the Damned really stand out for me even all these decades later. If you want to have your heart torn into a thousand pieces, though, listen to the song Fairytale of New York after you've had a few. It's more a Christmas song than a St. Patrick's Day song, but still; it'll kill you, and nothing feels better than that if you're any part Irish at all and have had a few. (Especially that chorus, it gets me every time: The boys from the NYPD choir were singing 'Galway Bay' and the bells were ringing out for Christmas day. It is just so fucking Irish and so fucking New York.)
I don't know about you, gang, but the mid-80s was such a great time for music IMHO. There was so much going on that I absolutely loved back then. This was back in the days when I still played records endlessly in my room there on E. 12th Street. I loved everything by the Pogues; I loved the Screaming Blue Messiahs' Gun Shy; Iggy Pop's Blah Blah Blah; Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds' The First Born is Dead; Raindogs by Tom Waits is still one of my all-time favorite albums; Echo & the Bunnymen's Songs to Learn & Sing; a little bit of the old Joy Division, from before that guy killed himself. I remember listening to these records in particular, over and over and over.
Ah well, life moves on. But anyway, last night was such a nice evening. I hope you guys did something equally blissful wherever you found yourselves.
I gotta scoot now. Way too much editing staring me in the face around here. Have a great weekend, gang. Thanks for visiting! See ya.
Come fill up your glasses with brandy & wine
Whatever it costs, I will pay;
So be easy & free when you're drinking with me;
I'm a man you don't meet everyday.
If you're a Pogues fan, you will recognize that song from Rum, Sodomy, & the Lash and perhaps you will get the idea that St. Paddy's Day is chomping at the bit to get started around here, folks. Even though the food last night was Greek (and a complete success, I might add modestly!) and the wine was French, and even while we did listen to the Alice soundtrack at least 3 times in a row last night, we ended on a decidedly Irish note with the Pogues and I went to bed singing that haunting song over & over, I'm a Man You Don't Meet Everyday.
I also am a big fan of the Pogues album If I Should Fall From Grace With God. The title song, along with the Turkish Song of the Damned really stand out for me even all these decades later. If you want to have your heart torn into a thousand pieces, though, listen to the song Fairytale of New York after you've had a few. It's more a Christmas song than a St. Patrick's Day song, but still; it'll kill you, and nothing feels better than that if you're any part Irish at all and have had a few. (Especially that chorus, it gets me every time: The boys from the NYPD choir were singing 'Galway Bay' and the bells were ringing out for Christmas day. It is just so fucking Irish and so fucking New York.)
I don't know about you, gang, but the mid-80s was such a great time for music IMHO. There was so much going on that I absolutely loved back then. This was back in the days when I still played records endlessly in my room there on E. 12th Street. I loved everything by the Pogues; I loved the Screaming Blue Messiahs' Gun Shy; Iggy Pop's Blah Blah Blah; Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds' The First Born is Dead; Raindogs by Tom Waits is still one of my all-time favorite albums; Echo & the Bunnymen's Songs to Learn & Sing; a little bit of the old Joy Division, from before that guy killed himself. I remember listening to these records in particular, over and over and over.
Ah well, life moves on. But anyway, last night was such a nice evening. I hope you guys did something equally blissful wherever you found yourselves.
I gotta scoot now. Way too much editing staring me in the face around here. Have a great weekend, gang. Thanks for visiting! See ya.
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