Ah, St. Patrick's Day just about sneaked up on me. It is something that one tries to avoid up here in the Boston metro area, as you might imagine. But I do have a soft spot and came up with a last-minute scheme to record an appropriately themed split single (appropriate for reinforcing stereotypes, that is!). Sadly, time ran out on completing the full package but I was able to squeak out this one session late Monday afternoon, trying to keep the dog collar jingles and (surprisingly loud) cat kibble crunching kept down to a dull roar. You'll have to wait a while for "The Old Black Rum" by Newfoundland's proud sons Great Big Sea...
So, yeah, the Pogues. I really don't play the Irish traditional music, which requires too much speed and precision for us sausage-fingered pickers, but I figured a slightly slowed-down crack at this hell-raiser would be fun. At the same time, it's a hard song to drain the brogue out of but it's worth trying, on account of it's such a a great free-standing song. Plus, I ain't gonna fake no accent 'cause I ain't Irish. Dirty secret: Neither were any of the Pogues except Shane MacGowan, who only barely squeaks by if you rummage carefully through the paperwork.
Fun tip!: You might want to write your Buttsteak representatives and suggest that they take this song up.
As we say in Harpswell: "Sláinte, y'all!!"
JK
Streams of Whiskey: https://www.box.com/s/egqfybpwqukzs41c9smn
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