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Planxty Noel Hill there was composed by the Pogues in response to the Irish critic Noel Hill from, oddly enough, Planxty, who just before the tune was written had claimed that the Pogues were disrespecting the Irish musical tradition with their pioneering brand of Celtic punk. It's basically one of my favourite knees-up kinda drinking tunes, and in its deeply traditional sound has a strangely Medieval vibe about it which is a bit hard to explain. You can kind of imagine it being played by the banquet table, with all the local lords and whatsits drinking the provincial wines from Last Crusade-style goblets and so on. At least that's what I thought anyway.