I don't claim this, usually. As Tommy Tiernan says, "Everyone wants to be Irish, but they can't tell you why."
So I try not to. I honestly do.
I know that people seem to think that the Irish all immigrated to Massachusetts and New York and places such as that, but honestly Dixie was heavily populated by Celts. Where I come from everyone is Scotch-Irish, which is a mythical race created on the spot when Irish came into the Deep South and wanted to avoid anti-Catholic bias and bigotry. Suddenly the auld sod be damned, we're Scotch-Irish.
Occasionally, from out the bloody blue, and often as October approaches, I get the strange urge to listen to Celtic folk music and drinking songs and tangential bands like Flogging Molly and Dropkick Murphys and the Pogues. I consider this part of the Halloween tradition, I mean, it is a Celtic holiday after all.
That completely goes against my argument that Halloween is THE most American of all holidays. More even than the 4th of July.
Now this usually does not happen around Saint Patrick's Day. Draw your own conclusions.
Today's Playlist was (in no particular order):
Kiss Me I'm Shitfaced (DM)
Salty Dog (FM)
Limerick Rake (Pogues)
Rake (Irish Rovers)
Gordon Lightfoot (I know he is a Canadian, but it was a palate cleanser, and anyway it was a good song so feck it)
Mick Maguire (first Clancy Bros, then Irish Rovers)
Limerick Rake (again, but it was the Dubliners)
(which led to) Dingle Puck Goat
(then) Wolfe Tones (for a bit)
And some more Pogues with the Dubliners
|I NEVER get tired of posting this picture...as insulting as it may be|
|Gratuitous Celtic Pumpkin|
Keep your turnips lit.