Pogues & Tom

Ho ricomprato su cd il grande disco dei Pogues "Rum, Sodomy and the Lash", nella versione rimasterizzata del 2004.

Nel libretto interno, una nota di Tom Waits:

Their music is like
the brandy of the damned
Pogue Mahone
they are the last
pure hearts
from Dickens, Joycee, Dylan Thomas
to Christy Moore
like Red Diamonds,
Pirates, full of malarkey
they're little giants,
they're Bill Sykes
They are all orphans
and they are leaving
on the 2:10 train
with no ticket
Rapscallion, angry, weeping
passed out songs, songs
that seem to be born
effortlessly, or
not born but found
on top of an old wood stove
like bowler hat
and the Pogues know
where the little people go
and they follow them
they're as old as treasure island
songs that we all should carry
I learnt'em and sung'em
and changed'em
and passed them on
down the wild blue road
as Shane MacGowan and the Pogues
warm their hands
on a fire
made from chopsticks
and a horse pulls milk wagon
un the steep, wet cobblestone
street and stumbles
to his knees, bloodying them
as a man
no bigger than my thumb
dances in the broken glass
and jumps rope with a shoe lace
the song he sings
is one by the Pogues

Tom Waits
California, March 2004