Shamrocks and Shillelaghs! Shams and Shills! Pills, Thrills agus Bellyaches! Green Beers and Crocodile Tears! Bataireacht Begotten Bruises and Other Physical Injuries of Unknown Origin! Yes, it’s St. Patrick’s Day again and Hot Press has got you covered, in a fetching green baize, with our suitably Hibernocentric Playlist .

I, pictured above with my amanuensis Ms. Kane, followed an oddly dressed short fella down into the mine of Irish rock n’ ceol with a clay pipe in my waistcoat, a light on my titfer, and a sick looking canary on my hip, and this is what I emerged with, coughing and spluttering*.

Now, needless to say, I’m a syphilitic old wreck with only one working ear so omissions surely abound, which is where you come in. Take to our social media “channels” and vent whilst making suitable suggestions for the adding. Your nation is calling, do it for mother Ériu!

In the meantime, this should get you through the downing of few glasses** in honour of some Welsh fella with a funny hat, who drove the snakes out of Ireland (“Are you alright in the back there, lads?”).

(*Apart from the ones that Ms. Kane had to “persuade” me to include, and by persuade I mean threaten.)

(**Hot Press neither condemns nor condones the taking of intoxicating liquors, but if you are going at it, look after yourself, and those around you.)

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