Review: The Pogues at Newcastle O2 Academy

Dec 12 2009 by Matt McKenzie, The Journal

SOMETHING different for this year: I decided this annual festive treat would be viewed sober for once.

That I was alone in this was apparent upon arrival, the heaving mass of Poguedom was already in friend-hugging, sing-a-long mode from the very moment Streams of Whiskey unleashed shambling havoc onto the stage.

While Fairytale of New York (more of which later) has achieved much, its seizure by the festive tune brigade has perhaps obscured the wider lyrical genius of Mr Shane MacGowan in the general public mind. An opener that talks of meeting with bedfellow drunk Brendan Behan and going “where streams of whiskey are flowing” is early testament.

This was the same procedure as every year, with a greatest hits set to please a packed Academy. This time though, MacGowan looked suspiciously like he was sporting a Christmas quiff (soon to unravel) to match his black gloves and wine bottle accessories.

Sally MacLennane, Dirty Old Town,The Irish Rover were all present and correct.