Yes, it’s that time of year for all the amateur drinkers to come out of the wood work for their national holiday. The McPatty Pubs will be opening up at 8 a.m. (at least in Boston) and plenty of revellry will take place. So what’s a faux-Irishman to do on this day?
In Boston, they’ll be no short of activities, but the weather doesn’t look like it’s going to cooperate. We’ve got snow, snow, snow and more snow on the forecast for the weekend. It’s too bad, because when the weather cooperates and St. Patty’s falls on Saturday it can be absolutely mayhem here.
The annual Parade in Southie kicks off at 1 p.m. They’ll be plenty of house parties in Southie to crash. Or maybe you’ll be holing up in an Irish Pub? Not us. We’re protesting the closing of the Tir Na Nog in Somerville, arguably the finest Irish Pub not in Dublin. We know it hasn’t closed yet, but still.
In the fine tradition of that Irish craic we offer up a debate as to who’s the best Irish musician or band? Take your pick from Flogging Molly, The Dropkick Murphy’s, Van Morrison or the Pogues. Maybe you rock out to Thin Lizzy, The Cranberries, Sinead O’Connor, The Frames, or The Corrs? Anyone have any other suggestions? We’re going with the self-destructive Shane McGowan and his band The Pogues. They’re certainly one of those bands I wish I could have seen in a seedy Dublin bar back in the day. I’m sure there was nothing that could compare to their drunken energy.
U2 doesn’t count. Not since Bono started making everyone feel guilty about not helping to make the world a better place. Fuck him.
Maybe you’ll want to check out Ken Loach’s The Wind That Shakes the Barley. Or rent any of the early work from director Jim Sheridan, before he sold out and did that 50 Cent movie.