MacGee wrote:This is a very long review of last night's gig but unfortunatly, it's in dutch :
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AltaVista translation gives this really entertaining text:<blockquote><blockquote type=cite>That ie still live a wonder can be called. Shane MacGowan weak in the heyday days of the Pogues, small fifteen years suffered already the impression every moment definitively to be able succumb to the impact of excessive alcoholinname. There did not come later still heroin addiction on top of, therefore this way crazy that already wide seven years no new song has come from its pen, is it. But the human wreck MacGowan, which reaches on first kerstdag 47 years of age, has again got itself on the leg. Of the heroin he is finished, and he looked for its do, Monday night rather conserved in the Glasgow Academy, where he with its old makkers of The Pogues the first of a range reünie actions looked after.
It is already the second time that the Pogues itself around kerstmis herformeren. Three years it was suffered ever the MacGowan put because of onberekenbaarheid from the group in mercy had also already fallen and the range actions astonished then friend and enemy. MacGowan sang much improve products then we of its actions with the much inferior popes got used, he knew its texts and you saw how he was pushed up by the sublime game of its old link. That deserved a continuation, but the other Pogues withdrew themselves in the relatively quiet - read without alcohol - leventje. Most Pogues-leden had meanwhile won the fighting against alcohol addiction, something that gladly this way wanted keep them. And that is cumbersome with a consumer such as MacGowan in your direct surroundings.
And Shane MacGowan themselves? Those expired in its zelfgekozen pitiful junkie existence. He acted with its popes regularly. Also in the Netherlands where he, if he came already, the rooms let hours wait frequently in itself. But new work has been since its second soloplaat The Crock or had no longer applied there had appeared.
Toch there hope is. In an excellent tale in the most recent number of the illustrated magazine become, stands read that MacGowan are anyway from the heroin. The other Pogues when the current tour a success proves to be even, however, of plate prerecordings thinks. Dear news perhaps is that Cait O'Riordan have dovetailed themselves after eighteen years the men.
That is remarkable, because the bassiste and singer on the first two Pogues-albums have not gone in 1986, certain nicely gone at its link. In MacGowans words then, she went there vandoor with the producer who had gone for its part with all loot vandoor. In reality she married with Elvis Costello, producer of second Pogues-album rum, Sodomy & The Lash from 1985.
But well, small twenty years later its Mr and Ms Costello each other (Elvis take off it with jazzdiva Diana Krall) and make O'Riordan music. She is it also that ensures in Glasgow most of the tenderising, and perhaps still more memorable makes these shows suffered than those of three years.
Only four songs are the former bassiste on the podium present, as a singer. But it are these songs which determine the largest difference with formerly. One times rather heard I her the splendour number a man You Don't measure Everyday to sing, in 1985, then its later spouse Elvis Costello in Paradiso behind the mengtafel softly meeneuriede with an amorous can in its eyes.
Nineteen years later the Pogues have again incorporated it in their set, O'Riordan sing it blood-curdling nicely. Beside her MacGowan provide just as fragile as intensely a second voice. It is beautiful also the moment when O'Riordan him whispers a text rule of a Pair or Brown Eyes. You see Shane fighting against itself, he wants of it really the bests make, but those flatlied refuse texts! The fast dancing numbers, Streams or Whiskey, If I Should Fall From Grace With god and boys From The County Hell, who succeed still. Moreover it are roarred rapidly that this way oorverdovend by public that a missed syllabe does not disturb. But such a rag text such as Pair or Brown Eyes, which was really cumbersome. Fortunately, it appears fall further with its vergeetachtigheid. Old Main Drag, Rainy Night in Soho and Lullaby or London, three of the most beautiful songs concerning London and textual peaks in MacGowans oeuvre, comes foutloos. And then there were of course the two songs where the Pogues up to in perpetuity will be reminded to: Dirty Old Town and Fairytale or New York. In Word-artikel stand read that MacGowan this ultimate kerstnummer that Fairytale are meanwhile become, wrote for Cait O'Riordan, and also demoversies of Shane with Cait would exist. We know it as a duet between MacGowan and Kirsty MacColl: It were Christmas eve baby, in the drunk tank. Always a fraai number, entirely in December, but since MacColl, four years suffered during a holiday had been crossed by a speedboot, has been the expectations how they would will play it live nevertheless differently.
The memory to the ninth group paragraph MacColl was kept in Glasgow living collectanten changed as kerstmannen who leaflets distributed: Justice For Kirsty. The driver of the speedboat, responsibly for Kirsty's dead has been, as it happens, never continued, whereas he prohibited in area fodder. (For more information:
http://www.justiceforkirsty.org) touch those buses quite full and apart from this tragiek you realise that beside MacColl also Joe Strummer and John peel, also key characters in the history of The Pogues, no longer live yourself...
Them have anyway survived MacGowan. When he with Cait O'Riordan Fairytale or sings New York, with as locking a dearly dance of the pair. Try keep dry the eyes then. ' I can't make it all alone, I've bolt my dreams around you '. Verdomme Cait, think you then. Many years' thrown away of your life with such a piece chagrijn which you dump for jazz-tutje, whereas here your future lay. Look once what you have caused!
But he who weet. The beginning of hopelijk a new cooperation is there. Kerstmis has started with The Pogues. Two hours wallow in poëzie and folk, punk and especially soul (John peel right he she had then suffered twenty years exclaimed to favoriete soulband). Not to get that numbers (these yielded again appear all plates gemasterd with bonustracks), and surrounded by these seven men and a woman live MacGowan this way the time of its life to see. Now Shane continue. We have your necessary, still.</blockquote></blockquote>Anyone read Dutch? Can you do a better translation?
“I know all those people that were in the film [...] But that’s when they were young and strong and full of life, you know?”