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Me No Pop Eye: The Pogues

Antonella Black, Sounds, 6 April 1985

SOMEBODY'S sprawled on the lime-green and purple carpet of the Hotel International in Birmingham town; legs a-kimbo, boots a-muddied, eyes a-crossed. Another victim of an alcohol induced coma. This somebody peers into the oh-so-shiny full length boudoir mirror and winces. It's me. Nobody, but nobody, escapes the wrath of the Pogues.

Total word count of piece: 1532

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