Pazartesi 14 Mar 2011, 11:47
Few bands have captured the exuberance of drinking whiskey in the way The Pogues have. Lew Guthrie III looks back to their first two albums
Streams of whiskey (Issue 56)
When The Pogues burst on to the music scene at the end of the punk era, nobody could make head nor tail of them.
Fronted by a toothy pug-eared drunk and their ranks swollen by a bunch of sweaty boisterous youths who poured The Clash's London all over traditional Irish music, the initial view was that they were a fun novelty act with a shelf life of about 10…