Sunday 25 December 2011

Best Christmas Song Ever.

I’ve just watched the video of The Pogues and Kirsty McColl’s version of Fairytale of New York, and I had a sudden thought. Maybe life is nothing more than a night spent in the drunk tank. That’s how it feels sometimes: just passing the time while trying to sober up.

And there are at least two connections here with the Woman in America. Her presence presses all sorts of buttons; her silence haunts me mercilessly.

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