OK, so in all of the chaos and confusion in getting set up in London, I sort of let this project slide. And of course now that everyone is here, the whole “countdown” element is pretty much shot. Nevertheless, I want to finish off the list, mostly since some of the best songs I had planned are in the 29 still to come.
And so now: back to our regularly scheduled Pogue-ram.
Here’s one of my favorite Shane MacGowan lyrics, and probably — one would hope — a very different experience of London than the one you guys have been having.
Nobody sings about bodily fluids like Shane MacGowan.