First of all, a very ***Merry Christmas*** from all of us here at Muzik Dizcovery, and what better way to mark it than to hail a group who, rightly or wrongly will always be synonymous with this time of year.I say wrongly, because for me The Pogues' perennial association with "Fairytale of New York" is something of a minor travesty. Sure, it's understandable (that 1987 hit is, after all, the greatest Christmas song of all time by several million miles - no, that's not open for debate), but I for one find it tragic that it's caused many to dismiss one of the finest and most certainly most distinctive groups of their era as mere one-hit-wonders.
So, this year, why not use the inevitable appearance of "Fairytale..." as a springboard to discovering the real world of The Pogues; a place soundtracked by forgotten classics Red Roses for Me, Rum Sodomy & the Lash and If I Should Fall From Grace With God; a raucous folk-punk kingdom punctuated by endless streams of booze, barely intelligible drunken singalongs and Shane McGowan's manky rotting teeth. You'll soon realise they're just as appropriate for summer celebration as they are for exchanging gifts and tucking into turkey - just so long as there's a copious amount of drink involved!
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