I have an incredible mound of work to get through this week. BUT I get to work from home and listen to music to keep me company. Gonna see how much Dropkick Murphys I can get through, starting at the beginning, before I put on some work clothes and start picketing the nearest business for unfair labor practices. It’s only 7:33 AM and I’m about halfway there already.
Is it possible to listen to this band and NOT become, if only for a few moments, thoroughly blue collar? I don’t think so.
Gawd yes! I’m not a big drinker or fighter, and generally look down my considerable nose at my leprechaun-stomping brothers (for being uncouth, and also because I’m culturally English). But man, they rile me. I’m ready to march on DC with a baseball bat and it’s still only morning.
I don’t recall anything about them and I couldn’t name a single song (or even know it’s them if I heard them), but I’m nearly positive I saw them in concert opening for The Mighty Mighty Bosstones back in the 90’s when my life revolved around ska.