Celebratin' Shane MacGowan

 
Remember listenin' to this song on a rainy, foggy day, and passin'
by a old stone silo that was partly crumbled.
Everytime I hear this song, I think of that old silo.
It's kinda funny how the rememberin' mind works.

 
Ronnie Drew asked Shane to give'm a song for his album
and Shane gave'm The Dunes.
Not many could write something this good.
Would've loved to hear Shane's version.



I walked today on the cold grey shore
where I watched when I was much younger
while they built the dunes upon the sand
for the dead from the Great Hunger
for the dead from the Great Hunger.

Although I was a doctor's son
I gazed in fear and wonder
as they perished from the raging plague
that came in from the Great Hunger
that came in from the Great Hunger.

When I watched at the age of four
in Eighteen Forty Seven
the mounds they built upon the shore.
They seemed to point to heaven
they seemed to point to heaven.

The wind and the rain they have worked away.
The dunes are uneven
and the children kick the sand around
and the bones they are revealed then
and the bones they are revealed then.

My brothers and sisters died.
My mother only four and twenty
and I alone survived to see
the potatoes grow in plenty
the potatoes grow in plenty.

As we died in pain
they stole our grain
to put upon their tables.
The dying covered the dead with sand
and danced while they were able
and danced while they were able.

While the fiddler played we drank poitin
and ate the last of the berries.
Then knelt and said the rosary
round the mounds of dead we'd buried
round the mounds of dead we'd buried.

I saw dark shadows rise up from the sand
and dance all around the dunes
they danced the rattling dance of the dead
to a set of mournful tunes
to a set of mournful tunes.

A crack of lightening split the sky.
The rain on the dunes it poured.
I left them lying where I shot them down
the bailiff and the landlord.
Then I went for a drink in Westport.

I walked today on the cold grey shore
where I watched when I was much younger
while they built the dunes upon the sand
for the dead from the Great Hunger
for the dead from the Great Hunger
 
 
You remember that foul evening when you heard the banshees howl
There was lazy drunken bastards singing Billy in the bowl
They took you up to midnight mass and left you in the lurch
So, you dropped a button in the plate and spewed up in the church

 


Neither the nails of the cross nor the blood of Christ can be your hope this eve.” I loved his preoccupations with Catholicism and death. One of my very favorites of the 80s. With Andy Rourke, Sinéad O’Connor, and now Shane MacGowan, 2023 has been exceptionally cruel—“to hell with it.”

Would advise people of Irish heritage to hide until the end of the year.
 
Came across this article at the weekend. It's an interesting argument but I disagree with it. Shane almost certainly needed his 'demons' in order to create the work. Yes, without the drink and the drugs he may have lived until he was 80, but would his work have been mediocre? Some people need to press the 'destruct' button. Moz likes to press that button too, but in a very different way.


I do get the feeling there was probably no love lost between Shane and Moz. The lack of any obituary on Moz Central would seem proof of that. I can just imagine Shane saying a few choice words to Moz and Moz taking offence. Who knows?
 
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Came across this article at the weekend. It's an interesting argument but I disagree with it. Shane almost certainly needed his 'demons' in order to create the work. Yes, without the drink and the drugs he may have lived until he was 80, but would his work have been mediocre? Some people need to press the 'destruct' button. Moz likes to press that button too, but in a very different way.


I do get the feeling there was probably no love lost between Shane and Moz. The lack of any obituary on Moz Central would seem proof of that. I can just imagine Shane saying a few choice words to Moz and Moz taking offence. Who knows?

Couldn't read this article, but I did see somethin' about the guy
from UB40 gettin' mad at Shane about drinkin'.
Sinead O'Connor also gave Shane the business about his drinkin'.
It's sad that Shane let the drinkin' over take'em.
It is what it is.
He weren't gonna listen to anybody.
 
Came across this article at the weekend. It's an interesting argument but I disagree with it. Shane almost certainly needed his 'demons' in order to create the work. Yes, without the drink and the drugs he may have lived until he was 80, but would his work have been mediocre? Some people need to press the 'destruct' button. Moz likes to press that button too, but in a very different way.


I do get the feeling there was probably no love lost between Shane and Moz. The lack of any obituary on Moz Central would seem proof of that. I can just imagine Shane saying a few choice words to Moz and Moz taking offence. Who knows?
Agree totally, usually the best are fuucked up
yeah that’s the drive … wrestling with demons.

Think Mark E Smith was good example of that. Artists express it different ways, even normal people deal with life and subconsciously with their mortality by raising families/being mindless consumers. Ho hum.



or he’s simply not a fan. Don’t mind being corrected, but I’ve never heard M even whisper his name or the Pogues.

Wonder if Moz knew Shane from back in the punk days.

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