Ah, the blessings of the cursed.
Shane McGowan’s torrid and mighty voice is mud and roses punched out with swaggering stagger, ancient longing that is blasted all to hell. A Bard’s bard, may he cast his spell upon us all forevermore. “Let him go boys, let him go down in the mud where the rivers all run dry…”

Love and condolences to Pogues, Victoria, family and all who loved Shane,
Tom and Kathleen

Photo: Andrew Catlin