Afternoon I've seen the Pogues a fair few times down the years and on Saturday I decided it was about time that I saw them without a few beers beforehand. What a fantastic show. Thousands Are Sailing was sublime and the horns with Dirty Old Town was class. I dismay at some of the blinkered opinions ...

winter 1993 in the back of a british rail van somewhere near gatwick trying to get some sleep after a big breakfast, angry at being woken by a worn tape of rum sodomy & the lash. copied the tape to get navigator but had to endure lectures on irish opression as a result. don't know what ever happ...