I nearly shit my pants today. I attend the University of Arizona, and I walked to the bookstore, just to look at the books obviously. Then I walked downstairs to the computer area, where they sell ipods and other computer stuff. In the corner is a computer with itunes on it. Speakers are in the corner of the wall. I walk by... and.....
I hear a voice that has lulled me to sleep, a voice that has driven me to rage, a voice that has brought excess, virtue, vice, glory, and excellence to my life...
Dirty Old Town is playing. I almost fell to the floor twitching and frothing at the mouth. There are a shitload of Pogues songs on the itunes, so I play a few, just standing by myself in the corner. Then, about to leave (sadly I had to go to class), I put on Sally Mac, turned the volume up to the maximum, and left smiling out the door.
Nothing too exciting I guess. Anyone heard The Pogues in unexpected places? And then did you proceed to collapse and cry for joy? Maybe that's just me.

