Parting shot from the Christmas song cannon

An appreciation of the last good Christmas song ever written and the man who wrote it:

MacGowan is a sight. The jug-eared, toothless troubadour claims not to have drawn a sober breath since the age of twelve. He has done more to reinforce negative Irish stereotypes than the entire community of South Boston. He routinely blows off gigs to get drunk. He usually ends his rare press availabilities (which always take place in pubs) by calling reporters hateful names. If you're trying to get a mental picture of this guy, imagine a bloated and less articulate Keith Richards with a dash of Ozzie Osborne. Then remove the teeth and glue a cigarette to his fingers.

Soundtrack: Kou Ohtani, "Ailes Grises"

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I play the song every Christmas time - and during the year too. Nice tribute to the last good Christmas song ever written, and MacGowen.