It’s with much sadness that we’re writing this piece about the passing of Shane MacGowan. We won’t be seeing or hearing anything like him again. The iconic lead singer of The Pogues died peacefully at his home, surrounded by family. He was just 65 years old. No cause of death has been reported but recently, Shane had been diagnosed with encephalitis. A family statement simply read as follows: “It is with the deepest sorrow and heaviest of hearts that we announce the passing of our most beautiful, darling and dearly beloved Shane MacGowan.”
Now for some random insight into The Pogues and Shane MacGowan from a fan. Yours truly. We’ll start with this: The idea of a band like The Pogues is insane. Wonderfully and completely insane. Irish folk songs with a punk rock lead singer. That’s fucking bonkers but in the best way. So, the idea is crazy, but these beautiful madmen pulled it off. Not only did it ‘work’, it worked like nothing else under the sun. The musicianship of The Pogues is off the chart. Just next level. Then you put Shane MacGowans voice on top? It’s a wonder. His voice and his emotion couldn’t be faked. He was the real deal. You knew when Shane MacGowan was singing. No one else comes close. The pain. The heartache and anger of it all. Dude was one of a kind. He will be missed. Here’s a couple songs from Shane and The Pogues.
We’ll start with one of the saddest songs ever written. ‘Dirty old Town’
It would be a crime not to include The Irish Rover. RIP Shane