Shane's in a lot of pain from the falls that confined him to the chair. His drinking and (non-prescription) drugging has mostly fallen away but he's more cantankerous and having less fun than ever, understandably, and is sinking a lot of those yuletide royalties into physio and carers (which is why they started selling all the biro scrawls of tits and dicks on vomit bags from touring in the 1980s, first as that £500+ book and then latterly the originals to the fashionable boho rich). There is scraps of an album recorded over the last few years with uninspired St Patrick's Day stompers band Cronin. There's material on there that's been written since 1998, a version of Wild Mountain Thyme and some rerecordings of Pogues and Popes numbers, including the below which snuck out on the album the backing band put out mostly without him in 02.
I like that.
I feel for Shane from a human perspective in that I don't like to see anyone in pain. Yet I have friends way younger than him in awful pain who haven't drunk enough booze to wash away their liver's ten times over and do not have a famous Xmas song to bankroll their treatments.
Still go easy Shane and may the road rise.
Forces have been looting
My humanity
Curfews have been curbing
The end of liberty
We're the flowers in the dustbin...
No fuchsias for you.
Shane's in a lot of pain from the falls that confined him to the chair. His drinking and (non-prescription) drugging has mostly fallen away but he's more cantankerous and having less fun than ever, understandably, and is sinking a lot of those yuletide royalties into physio and carers (which is why they started selling all the biro scrawls of tits and dicks on vomit bags from touring in the 1980s, first as that £500+ book and then latterly the originals to the fashionable boho rich). There is scraps of an album recorded over the last few years with uninspired St Patrick's Day stompers band Cronin. There's material on there that's been written since 1998, a version of Wild Mountain Thyme and some rerecordings of Pogues and Popes numbers, including the below which snuck out on the album the backing band put out mostly without him in 02.
I like that.
I feel for Shane from a human perspective in that I don't like to see anyone in pain. Yet I have friends way younger than him in awful pain who haven't drunk enough booze to wash away their liver's ten times over and do not have a famous Xmas song to bankroll their treatments.
Still go easy Shane and may the road rise.
A lot of the damage came from speeding, too, which (as I know you know too well) is a fucking mental drug to do consistently over more than two decades after 1976.
a lifetime serving one machine
Is ten times worse than prison
Shane's in a lot of pain from the falls that confined him to the chair. His drinking and (non-prescription) drugging has mostly fallen away but he's more cantankerous and having less fun than ever, understandably, and is sinking a lot of those yuletide royalties into physio and carers (which is why they started selling all the biro scrawls of tits and dicks on vomit bags from touring in the 1980s, first as that £500+ book and then latterly the originals to the fashionable boho rich). There is scraps of an album recorded over the last few years with uninspired St Patrick's Day stompers band Cronin. There's material on there that's been written since 1998, a version of Wild Mountain Thyme and some rerecordings of Pogues and Popes numbers, including the below which snuck out on the album the backing band put out mostly without him in 02.
I like that.
I feel for Shane from a human perspective in that I don't like to see anyone in pain. Yet I have friends way younger than him in awful pain who haven't drunk enough booze to wash away their liver's ten times over and do not have a famous Xmas song to bankroll their treatments.
Still go easy Shane and may the road rise.
A lot of the damage came from speeding, too, which (as I know you know too well) is a fucking mental drug to do consistently over more than two decades after 1976.
I think I used speed for about two and a half years on and off maybe a bit longer but not consistently. The comedown is a fucker really horrible. Doing that for 20 odd years is insane. I hope he can stay stable his lyrics and music have given me a lot of joy over the years.
Forces have been looting
My humanity
Curfews have been curbing
The end of liberty
We're the flowers in the dustbin...
No fuchsias for you.
"I never doubted myself for a minute for I knew that my monkey-strong bowels were girded with strength, like the loins of a dragon ribboned with fat and the opulence of buffalo dung." - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
The film is quite good, no matter which way one is to watch it.
Never been that much of a fan of his work—an approach that amuses but decreases with successive hearings—but when it eventually makes its way to a movie channel, I'll check it out.
"I never doubted myself for a minute for I knew that my monkey-strong bowels were girded with strength, like the loins of a dragon ribboned with fat and the opulence of buffalo dung." - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
The film is quite good, no matter which way one is to watch it.
Never been that much of a fan of his work—an approach that amuses but decreases with successive hearings—but when it eventually makes its way to a movie channel, I'll check it out.
The film is quite good, no matter which way one is to watch it.
Never been that much of a fan of his work—an approach that amuses but decreases with successive hearings—but when it eventually makes its way to a movie channel, I'll check it out.
I much prefer his original songs to his parodies, they usually take up about 50% of each album.
Thanks! I'll need one of those Very Probably No's, but that's no problem.
"I never doubted myself for a minute for I knew that my monkey-strong bowels were girded with strength, like the loins of a dragon ribboned with fat and the opulence of buffalo dung." - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
Jello waving the flag of a nation state? Will wonders never cease...
And siding with Western imperial aggression, etc etc etc?
"I never doubted myself for a minute for I knew that my monkey-strong bowels were girded with strength, like the loins of a dragon ribboned with fat and the opulence of buffalo dung." - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
"I never doubted myself for a minute for I knew that my monkey-strong bowels were girded with strength, like the loins of a dragon ribboned with fat and the opulence of buffalo dung." - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
He gave it a B. I'm going to have to really disagree on that. D+ at best.
He fully admits to being a sucker for power ballads.
"I never doubted myself for a minute for I knew that my monkey-strong bowels were girded with strength, like the loins of a dragon ribboned with fat and the opulence of buffalo dung." - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft