Thu Jul 27, 2006 5:58 pm
that's a bit soft isn't it? a whole week to drink only two bottles of whiskey... apachetear, if you're still having trouble with the whiskey, you're allowed a beer chaser.
back on topic, i can't really recall the first time i hear FoNY, it seems to have always been lingering there, somewhere in the past, showing up on christmas/new years clip shows... however, it never really grabbed a firm hold of me (i hate to say it, but the word 'novelty' is rattling 'round inside my head... albeit, one of the greatest 'novelty' tunes ever written.
my earliest seem to involve going to watch old firm matches down the boozer (come on cetic!) many years back (before i was even legal...), and for the past who-knows-however-man years, they've been my favorite band. i'd always been drawn to 'interesting' voices, growing up listening to waits, cohen, the gospel of the blind boys of alabama, golden gate quartet, the harmonizing four, charles taylor (oh yeah!) and the taylor singers, and in my teens, nick cave.
this is not to mention the old boys of pop like louis armstrong, ray charles and johnny cash, but i grew up waking up to my fathers gospel records (later cd's...).
needless to say, the combination of vocals with a bit of grit, character and a bit of 'living' behind them, amazing, soaring vocals and lyrics that went a little further beyond tales of boy/girl woes is what really got me about the pogues.
i'm a second-generation yugoslav living in australia, so i can identify with songs such as 'thousands are sailing' too, and i know my parents can especially (the slavs are almost like the irish of eastern europe... ruled by invading forces for ages, scattered across the globe, and tearing apart their own homelands from the inside out), and 'south australia' (when WILL the pogues next be bound for south australia?) and of course 'the band played waltzing matilda', a song that so many years later still finds me welling up
i still listen to a bit of waits and the pogues every day (all other music, and i have a lot of it, continually has to make way for these two staples) and my father still wakes me every sunday morning with his beloved gospel... there is no such thing as a sunday morning without mahalia jackson here... cuts through a foggy alcohol like nothing else
sorry about the ramble! the point is i bought 'rum...' years ago, and by the end was left in tears at its conclusion... right back to the start to do it all again
sorry again this took so long!
a drink to the pogues!
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rain dog on Sat Jul 29, 2006 5:05 pm, edited 1 time in total.
I went and set the Thames on fire,
Now I must come back down
She's laughing in her sleeve at me,
I can feel it in my bones