Last time I came across this song I lost two hours of my life revisiting everything else Shane MacGowan had done. You will draw your own conclusions regarding the man and his material, but from within the perpetually pickled trolley wreck emanates a consistent note of poignance…some wavering vulnerability that beats happiness all hollow.
Keening ennui notwithstanding, I have work due, so that’s enough Shane for today.
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