Well as far as the Wolfetones are concerned they practicaly have a bloody residency in M/Cr and quite a few people who check them out go and have look out of curiosity , meself I have attended with various aunties , some uncles , a few mates and me mrs , over the years , in some respects it's just to revisit some stuff that was part of growin up in the uk .
As far as the Irish Republicanism is concerned , fook me that old chestnut is never far away ,I've listened to that shit for 43 years ; mainly from pissed up uncles at funerals and weddins , sober they wouldn't be seen dead back in Dundrum , most of 'em had left by the late 50's for all the usual reasons ... yet part of growin up in 60's uk in an Irish household was the music , that and the fact that yer Dad was considered a thick paddy , a green wog to use the phrase of the day , each street seemed to have some token bogtrotters ; another phrase of the day , not that I gave a shit then or now , PC was still some cunts initials and it was just how it was . Now I hope I aint in danger of gettin rose coloured specs on this , but I'm quite proud of how I was brought up , but at the end of the day the experience of growin up in 60's uk in an Irish family will never be understood by anyone from Ireland or fuckin America for that matter , and so what if the old ones in the family get weepy for a place that did fuck all for them , it's their revisionist memory when all is said and done .
But please dont throw me in with these so called sons of fookin Eire and their green credentials , I'm about as far from some yank who'se seen the Quet Man and thinks he should throw a dollar at noraid because it's his duty ,
as you can possibly get .