RIP Shane MacGowan
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scalyboy
They’re taking the piss now
BBC documentary from 1997
The Great Hunger: The Life & Songs of Shane MacGowan
The Great Hunger: The Life & Songs of Shane MacGowan
Puddy_Tat
happy mew year
I remember watching most of that first time round, think I'd got home from the pub and was channel hopping. My first thought then was 'oh shit' - some of it felt like it had been done as a pre-prepared obituary.
Monkeygrinder's Organ
Dodgy geezer swilling vapid lager
I was in London on Monday and got to Euston a bit early for my train and half wondered if I had time for a quick pint. Guess what came to mind?
As it turned out, I didn't even get a drink, but opted for a meal deal instead. So not the most Shane oriented anecdote.
It would have kind of worked if you'd gone in and screamed 'my shout - meal deals all round'...
Wilf
Slouching towards Billingham
To be fair, they will bury me with a plant based sandwich below my feet and some crisps at my head.It would have kind of worked if you'd gone in and screamed 'my shout - meal deals all round'...
Rebelda
Nearly as bad as Badgers
I saw them at Brixton Academy pregnant as well! Had to get a cab home I was so fucked fromI remember seeing the Pogues once and Shane was so wankered he forgot the words to most of the songs. Luckily, we all knew them so filled in.
Also remember seeing Joe Strummer fill in for him at one gig. I came away quite disappointed that it hadn't been Shane, heh.
That was the one I was 7 months preggers at and had to sit out every other song cos I kept nearly passing out
They did Star of the County Down right at the end and Shane forgot half the words. Didn't matter <3planetgeli
There's no future in England's dreaming
Just had a message from a friend who knew Shane very well. Apparently he passed away around 3am this morning and was in a lot of pain. Which was pretty horrible to hear.
scalyboy
They’re taking the piss now
That’s lovely; thanks.
I can’t recall where I read it now, but saw somewhere today that he’d recently gone back to Catholicism (possibly in the Simon Hattenstone interview in the Graun a few years ago; mentions there being lots of RC statues and iconography on the mantelpiece at Shane & Victoria’s home).
And how he’d returned to Catholicism as a result of thinking about those who’d passed; also, who knows, as a result of his contemplating his own mortality?
That (true) story of him walking on the Mayo shore, coming across the half-buried bones of those trying to escape the Hunger, someone mentioned it above.
Rest eternal grant them O Lord, and let light perpetual shine upon them. May they rest in peace.
circleline
Well-Known Member
- Truly gifted poet and song-writer. Am in sadness today for the likes of an individual that we will never, ever see the likes of again. RIP Shane, you marvellous fecker..
kittyP
Pluviophile
Oh goodness, that has floored me.
I don't know if it's appropriate to say or not but, fuck it, that was mine and Badgers song.
It's so beautiful but I can't really listen to it any more.
Go well Shane
SpookyFrank
A cheap source of teeth for aquarium gravel
One of those songs I can't listen to that often because it always leaves me an emotional wreck.
Sweet FA
✪ Three rounds Lord, in my .44 ✪
In the late 80s, there was a perfect summer when a friend had a stall on Camden Market (selling baggy black dungarees for a ridiculous mark up) and we used to spend our weekends hanging around the stall, engaging in various nefarious activities before heading up to the Ruskin in Manor Park. Our favoured boozer was the Hawley Arms as it was quieter than the high street pubs and there was an old biker there (probably in his 30s tbf) who knocked out decent speed and acid (and terrible soapbar naturally).
A few of us were in there, sitting at the bar late afternoon, necking lager and speed, talking shite, when Shane stumbled in, pinballed off the bar and a couple of chairs before heading straight to old biker bloke and conducting his own business dealings.
He then ordered a double, dumped a wrap of speed into it, swilled it round and swallowed it down. Catching us looking, he gave us a fucked tooth grin, a comedy wink and a rasping hiss of a laugh before disappearing out the door.
Feel genuinely sad today; a true poet gone. RIP Shane.
A few of us were in there, sitting at the bar late afternoon, necking lager and speed, talking shite, when Shane stumbled in, pinballed off the bar and a couple of chairs before heading straight to old biker bloke and conducting his own business dealings.
He then ordered a double, dumped a wrap of speed into it, swilled it round and swallowed it down. Catching us looking, he gave us a fucked tooth grin, a comedy wink and a rasping hiss of a laugh before disappearing out the door.
Feel genuinely sad today; a true poet gone. RIP Shane.
No Rainy Night in Soho?
Voley
🐭
It's there. After Navigator.
Ahh, it only went so far down for me. Erm because I now see it was a preview.
As you were
scifisam
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I also met him once - think an awful lot of people my age who went drinking in Camden did. He was at our table briefly, saying something or other and spread his arms out over the whole table full of pints, but through some sort of beer-dar didn't knock over a single drop. And an older man was having a maudlin drunk moment and Shane put his arm round him and gave him a big smacker on the cheek. Don't know if they were friends or not - quite possibly complete strangers.
Didn't really know the lyrics to any of the songs though, despite dancing to them back in the day. I've missed out.
Kitty, hope you're OK.
Didn't really know the lyrics to any of the songs though, despite dancing to them back in the day. I've missed out.
Kitty, hope you're OK.
