I saw the Pogues only once, at the Orpheum Theater downtown, maybe 1988 give or take a year... I don't remember a whole lot of the concert; not too shocking when considering we were getting hammered at Friar Tuck's around the corner then baked on our stroll to the theater before it even started...
I do remember that they played all their songs loudly, not many ballads, and that Shane appeared to be in, as Brady once called it, a lubricated state of mind: I could understand barely a word he sang/spoke, except for This one's for Mrs Thatcher...
Suaimhneas siorai, Shane... There probably won't be anyone quite like you again.