music. applause. it's a christmas eve, babe. # in the drunk tank. # in the drunk tank. # an old man said to me won't see another one # and then he sang a song # and then he sang a song # the rare old mountain dew # i turned my face away # i turned my face away # and dreamed about you # and dreamed about you # got on a lucky one # got on a lucky one # came in 18 to one # came in 18 to one # i've got a feeling # i've got a feeling # this year's for me and you # this year's for me and you # so happy christmas # so happy christmas # i love you, baby! # i love you, baby! # i love you, baby! # i can see a better time # i can see a better time # when all our dreams come music. applause. they've _ music. applause. they've got - music. applause. they've got cars i music. applause. - they've got cars because music. applause. _ they've got cars because boris mike _ they've got cars because boris mike they've got rivers of goldsun met with — mike they've got rivers of goldsun met with the wind 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were singing we kissed on the _ drunks they were singing we kissed on the bait— drunks they were singing we kissed on the ball away and dance to the night _ on the ball away and dance to the night solomona galway bay # and _ night solomona galway bay # and the bells were ringing out for christmas _ # and the bells were ringing out for christmas day! summit you'rea summit you're a bomb, you're a punk summit you are an old slot onjunk summit you are an old slot onjunk summit you are an old slot onjunk summit you scumbag, you maggot, you cheap lousy... summit you scumbag, you maggot, you cheap lousy-"— cheap lousy... happy christmas, i ra god cheap lousy... happy christmas, i pray god is _ cheap lousy... happy christmas, i pray god is our— cheap lousy... happy christmas, i pray god is our last _ cheap lousy... happy christmas, i pray god is our last summit - cheap lousy... happy christmas, i pray god is our last summit and i cheap lousy... happy christmas, i. pray god is our last summit and the boys in _ pray god is our last summit and the boys in the — pray god is our last summit and the boys in the ny equity choir were singing — boys in the ny equity choir were singing galway bay # and the bells were ringing out for christmas _ # and the bells were ringing out for christmas day! # i could have been someone. well, so could anyone. _ # i could have been someone. well, so could anyone. summit _ # i could have been someone. well, so could anyone. summit you - # i could have been someone. well, so could anyone. summit you took my dreams— so could anyone. summit you took my dreams for— so could anyone. summit you took my dreams for me when i first found you _ dreams for me when i first found ou. �* . . , dreams for me when i first found ou. ~ . . , , you. and carry them with me. i put them with my _ you. and carry them with me. i put them with my own. _ them with my own. # and i'll make it all a long and built my dreams around you # and the boys in the nypd choir will singing galway bay # and the bells were ringing out for christmas day! #. music. applause. well, praise the lord. laughter. applause. and now if we could just have a small bit of hush hush, please, thank you. and now i call upon siobhan and victoria to lead us in the eulogy, please, thank you. well, i think shane would have enjoyed that actually. he would... that some sendoff for my brother. so, thank you. that some sendoff for my brother. 50. thank yon-— so firstly, i want to welcome all of you, and i think the president of ireland for coming to honour and celebrate shane's life with our family, friends and people who loved shane's songs and music. it's lovely and very fitting to see you gathered in this church as this is where our mother attended mass every sunday and where shane would accompany her when he was home. i want to thank father pat gilbert and father logan kelly and the other priest that officiated actually because there was more that i was aware of, but also to thank father brendan maloney, who came especially to officiate at this mass todayjust maloney, who came especially to officiate at this mass today just as he officiated with such grace at our mother's funeral in the parish. i also want to thank everyone who played their part in this ceremony, and a clan for organising the artists and musicians who sang and played so beautifully.— and patty and the stunning choir. applause. and sean o'shea, who shane was a huge fan of. and sean o'shea, who shane was a huge fan of-— huge fan of. applause. and i huge fan of. applause. and i see _ huge fan of. applause. and i see that _ huge fan of. applause. and i see that fence - huge fan of. applause. i and i see that fence snuck huge fan of. applause. - and i see that fence snuck in, and it shane and adored and idolised fan. and to olin clark, who took on the task of arranging this farewell for shane along with his team. applause. there was some wonderful professionals amongst the, but many were shane's good and loyal friends who worked this tirelessly for him and his passing as they had for him in life. shane spent the last six months of his life in hospital, but even during that time, unsurprisingly there was hardly a dull moment. in fact, the many friends who visited him and joy to victoria and myself and the wider family meant he rarely spent a moment alone. we must give special mention to tom crane... moment alone. we must give special mention to tom crane. . ._ mention to tom crane... applause. and brian cole _ mention to tom crane... applause. and brian cole gatton. _ mention to tom crane... applause. and brian cole gatton. applause i mention to tom crane... applause. and brian cole gatton. applause. | and brian cole gatton. applause. who stayed _ and brian cole gatton. applause. who stayed steadfastly _ and brian cole gatton. applause. who stayed steadfastly by - and brian cole gatton. applause. who stayed steadfastly by his - and brian cole gatton. applause. | who stayed steadfastly by his side. tom sleeping in a chair by his bed at night, watching him while he slept. special thanks also to his home terrors and friends, listen flood and security.— flood and security. applause to continue — flood and security. applause to continue to _ flood and security. applause to continue to provide - flood and security. applause to continue to provide him i flood and security. applause i to continue to provide him with flood and security. applause - to continue to provide him with such loving care in the hospitalfor which we are so thankful. shane held court there as usual, issuing orders from his hospital bed, which included the affection of copious amounts of tea with the exact amounts of tea with the exact amounts of tea with the exact amounts of milk and exacts terry to be lined up before them. we wish to thank doctors and nurses at st. vincent's university hospital for taking such good care of him and always ensuring his comfort, which allowed us to share laughter and loving moments with him to the end. we will be eternally grateful to you. we will be eternally grateful to ou. �* . ,, you. applause. i'm you. applause. i'm just - you. applause. i'm just going i you. applause. i'm just going to you. applause. - i'm just going to take a you. applause. _ i'm just going to take a sip because... might mouth's really dry. it was at another hospital that my brother took his first breath on christmas day 1957, at pembroke hospital near tunbridge wells in kent, where it might to be reborn mother and dubliner father had immigrated to. choosing the town of tunbridge wells as my father's sister was already living there. the hospital is excellent today, but on that christmas eve, my mother was less than impressed as the nurses were having a hooley as she went into labour and ignored her shouts for attention. into labour and ignored her shouts forattention. however, into labour and ignored her shouts for attention. however, all ended and thus began a wealth, and shane being delivered safely, his photograph as christmas baby was displayed on the hospital walk and so began his life as a pin—up. laughter. applause. yeah. i came along five years later, and the family home remain in kent until shane was 13 years old. i have many happy memories of those days. it is well—known that dad and shane constantly wrapped irish literature together and discussed it avidly and that our mother, also a voracious reader, pastor of the him her own volumes of hardy and dickens, which he also devoured. i had early warning that my brother was somewhat precocious. both shane and i wrote and drew constantly. i was six years old and squatted there before the television and feverishly colouring in a tree i had just drawn. i had made the bark blue and i was in the process of colouring the leaves pink when the 11—year—old shane peered over my shoulder to see what i had drawn. no, he said, kindly, the bar should be browned in the leaves are green. then suddenly as if struck by a revelation, he said, oh, no, it's ok, you're a surrealist. 0k, you're a surrealist. laughter. he did. 0k, you're a surrealist. laughter. he did- and — 0k, you're a surrealist. laughter. he did. and when _ 0k, you're a surrealist. laughter. he did. and when i _ 0k, you're a surrealist. laughter. he did. and when i asked _ 0k, you're a surrealist. laughter. he did. and when i asked him - 0k, you're a surrealist. laughter. he did. and when i asked him what| he did. and when i asked him what this meant, he looked at my six—year—old self with some disdain. it was in that house that after one of us i committed a crime, mum in a flustered would shout siobhan, shane, as we hit from her wrath upstairs looking at each other in confusion importing confusedly at one another. it was here that we ate rights crispy cake and intently watched doctor who, each of us having a toy dalek which he would roll over the floor crying exterminate. it was a war that seemed to roll quite naturally off shane's tongue. here we ran it resplendent in batman and robin suits, no prizes for guessing who was batman. here, too, both our house and there's, we enjoyed many sing songs and parties with our cousins, here today. and where we lived when shane at 13 won the daily mirror literary prize. it was also here that when jimi mirror literary prize. it was also here that whenjimi hendrix died, shane spent the entire day lying on his bed in silence faced to the wall. the seas were firmly planted, his love of literature and love of music. but shane's veins ran with irish blood, and it was in tipperary, our mother's childhood home, that shane reunited with the land he loved, found his spiritual home. here in a small cottage heaving with 12 or more great aunts and uncles, but somehow never feeling cramped, he listened to their stories, saying with them songs, sat by the fire is on cl and swaying the concertina. it was a holy place that through unholy ghoulies and a neighbour often said of it they would be sparks flying from the floor. it was here that our mother honed her beautiful singing voice and it shane's adored uncle shawn had held it from as well as his cattle cousins. shane absorbed the magical mayhem of this place and along with the musical talents of his mother, the literary leadings of his mother, the literary leadings of his father and they enduring love for their son, his father and they enduring love fortheirson, it his father and they enduring love for their son, it would be the greatest influence on his life. here in tipperary, he did not ignore his brotherly duties. out in the fields, he would look for a freshly laid count pads and force my face into them. picking up the hard ones to hurl at me. while gathering the hay with the men at our auntie monica's nearby farm, he took umbrage at his annoying little sister coming with tea and pancakes and lifted me to toss me into the hole in the cone—shaped hay, where i shouted for help until one of my uncles came to rescue me. but he did also try to protect me. when i was tiny, to my shame, i was tossing small stones at port turkey in the yard and unsurprisingly the turkey retaliated. it started to chase me, spreading its wings, and not being tiny seemed like a creature from jurassic park. shane ralph to alert unclejohn, who came and aim to fire it with this gun, felling the turkey so my brother rescued me from certain death or perhaps he hoped uncle john's certain death or perhaps he hoped unclejohn's a might be poor. it was here to that when we were called for the rosary each evening, we would hide behind a nearby field stone wall. it was this stone wall with a gap in it that became immortalised in the song brought majestic shannon. i sat for a while by the gap in the wall, found a rusty tin can and an old purling ball, heard the cards being dealt in the rosary called. when shane was 13, we moved to london and lived in the still under construction barbican. here, shane's love and obsession with music came to the fore. in his room, replete with psychedelic green light and led zeppelin, pink floyd, jimi hendrix and rolling stones posters, he was sit at his table and earnestly study his music magazines, sounds, melody maker and in me. they became his bible. the napalm bomb of music would blast from his room and when he went out, i would sneak into that mysterious and hallowed it did and spin record from his now huge collection of vinyl and dance under green light. we had moved to wales streetjust green light. we had moved to wales street just off oxford street when punk broke. this was to be a transformative time, a milestone in this life. the energy of anarchy spoke to shame, and in a flash his hippie sensibility was gone. in fact i remember taking a photograph of shane in 1976 with his long hair out of the summer street holding and iggy pop of the summer street holding and iggy pop record. when i looked next around, his hairwas iggy pop record. when i looked next around, his hair was hacked off and bleached a shocking white and shane oh hooligan, who would pant the fancy bondage, gave the jan their first review and forward the next bradley was formed. the nips attracted attention and release records produced by fahn paul weller, but it was to be when shane fused his punk energy with his love of irish music that the road became cleared before him. in 1982, pogue mahone consisting of shane, spider, jen and stacy was born and i look at the rev zero gig and looked him straight in my eyes with pogue mahone posters. they played now iconic london videos like the hope and anchor and underground clubs will with their friends the shillelagh sisters, blue hill flipped actors and the men they could not hang. as that then fans started to grow in number, they rehearse at their friend richard vern's flat while i ate bread and marmite in the small kitchen, listening to the crashing and banging coming from the back room. from heaving sweaty gates, the stopping ever—growing crowds hoisted them from obscurity and it sent them hurtling on the hallowed stage is like the dominion in tottenham court road, where an ecstatic audience invaded the stage. this manic life following broth a band of the attention of stiff records and they released their first album, red roses for me, as the pogues in october 1984. after the dominion, the second son that my brother was on to something was when the band supported elvis costello at the brixton academy and i heard the crowd calling out shane's name. and so the journey began. i was just going to take another sip for this last bit. �* ~ ,, last bit. applause. thank _ last bit. applause. thank you. - last bit. applause. thank you. i'm - last bit. applause. thank you. i'm notl last bit. applause. - thank you. i'm not going to last bit. applause. _ thank you. i'm not going to list the body of work that is so well—known and respected or the many achievements and accolades bestowed on both shane and the man. only one. this is for you, president. in january 2018, at his 60th birthday celebration in the national concert hall in dublin, shane received a lifetime achievement award for his outstanding contribution to irish life, music and culture from the president of ireland. and... applause. and he cried. he probably cried because our beloved mother, who had died just one year before, was not there to see this moment. although somehow we both knew she was. but he probably also cried because to receive that award from the president of ireland meant more than any other. president of ireland meant more than an other. �* . ,, i remember him as a little boy, a bit gangly in a blue anorak, who we came home to the tip would rush to retrieve a cat from one of our uncles. proudly he would twist it onto his head and run out into the fields. at sunset, he did sit down by the fire and listen to the songs and old stories. in those long summer days and nights, that love and devotion to tipperary and ireland, gave birth to a dream. he dreamed of one day being the teller of stories, the singer of the songs. he dreamed of following in the footsteps of those great irish lyricist and musicians he so admired. he dreamed of continuing this proud tradition. he dreamed that one day he might add his name to those who would gone before him. and so when the president put that award in his hands, he knew he had achieved that dream.— so, shane, you did what you dreamed. you did you what you said you would do in those long—ago days in tipperary and you did it with such heart and fire, a fire that is not dimmed by death. for you had heart and fire, a fire that is not dimmed by death. foryou had nips that fire and it burns now all over the world. and so, shane, with words from dad and i, your little sister and your father, we are so proud from dad and i, your little sister and yourfather, we are so proud of you, so very proud of you, our darling. and i whisper farewell to you, but only for now, in your own words. and as the sunset came to meet the evening on the hill i told you i'd always love you. i always did and i always love you. i always did and i always will. applause

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