Maybe my pervasive and eternal draw to Ireland, my people, or my recent poetry reading spree, or my almost innate, instinctive desire to drink whiskey and indulge in said poetry and break out into sad yet cheery song, or just because I hadn't put anything up in a while...here is my writeup for LA Record. Pogues, Halloween. One of the best. Hopefully one of the memories that will flash through my mind at the end. Whenever that may come. Here's to you, Jean Paul. Cheers.
For LA Record.
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