Shane MacGowan, musical genius



I found this interesting, if only in a weird and heartbreaking sort of way.



I've loved the Pogues for at least 15 years. How could I not, with lyrics like this:



I dreamt we were standing
By the banks of the Thames
Where the cold grey waters ripple
In the misty morning light
Held a match to your cigarette Watched the smoke curl in the mist
Your eyes, blue as the ocean between us

Smiling at me



From Misty Morning, Albert Bridge, off Peace and Love.



I wish you'd take care of yourself, Shane. Your music means something.

Peace.