let me go, boys, let me go, boys, let me go down in the mud where the rivers all run dry

[chicafrom3]

The inherent problem in listening to "Just Look Them Straight In The Eye And Say...Pogue Mahone!!!" on shuffle: You can very easily wind up going from a fairly-recent concert audio, with Shane being all growly and slurry and semi-incomprehensible, to an early demo recording, with Shane being all young and punk-band-tough and hitting notes. And then you get sad.

Oh, well, at least all the alcohol will probably keep him alive forever.