Source: The Vancouver Sun
Author: Katherine Monk
Copyright: (c) The Vancouver Sun 1995
So, you miss the Pogues do you lads and lassies? Well, the man whose black-toothed grin trademarked the Pogues persona for upwards of a decade, Shane MacGowan, has a tune or two of his own he’d like you to hear.
And you know what? Sounds just like the Pogues — only just slightly less traditional — in the hard-core Celtic sense of the word.
(The record still carries explicit material warnings, for all those who expect the worst from MacGowan.)
But unlike previous Pogues efforts, The Snake has a gutsy, eclectic flair that wasn’t so audible in MacGowan’s previous incarnation. Clearly emancipated by the split, MacGowan is free to pursue his own sound — complete with one amazing horn section on a hot, brassy little number called Mexican Funeral in Paris that just cuts loose halfway through the song.
Sadly, this tune won’t get a lot of airplay, thanks to the “explicit lyrics.”
In short, The Snake gives you that cosy penny-whistle Pogues feel with just a hint more motion. A very fine release in many ways.