Thu Nov 05, 2009 2:32 am
This is the way I remember it, anyway --
1993 and I was in the US Navy. I'm the right age (41) that I should have been aware of the Pogues as a teenager, but wasn't. A Navy friend and I were in an "Irish Pub" in (I think) Spain, drinking Guinness and the stereo was playing some sort of Celtic/New Age elevator stuff. I was complaining, saying I'd never been to Ireland (I have since) but I'm pretty sure they don't sit around drinking and listening to this crap. He said I should check out the Pogues. He only had Pogues on LPs so he didn't have them shipped over, so he had none to lend me.
A few weeks later we were in Paris and sitting in an Irish Pub (you can see this was a habit). There was a band and they were fine. People came and sat in, we continued drinking and conversing. As different people were sitting it, the energy level just started rising exponentially. I was enjoying it greatly, and my friend repeated that if I liked this, I really needed to check out some Pogues. Later we talked to one of the guys and turns out he (and some of the others) were in the Pogues. To this day I can't tell you who was there - the guy we talked to played whistle, so maybe James McNally. Needless to say, when we finished our trip, I went down to the base exchange and ordered some Pogues CDs. Been a fan ever since. Finally got to see them this year in Dallas.