Produced by Elvis Costello and titled with a quote attributed to Winston Churchill (said to be his take on naval tradition), this album is like shot of whiskey snorted straight to the brain.
Costello avoided studio polish, stating that it was his job to just get out of the way and capture them in all of their "dilapidated glory". The result is a blistering mix of celtic folk, punk energy, and MacGowan's 'gutter hymns'. This is a brilliant album, it has heart, it has spit and snarl, it has misery, humour. You couldn't ask for a better album for drinking, dancing and just straight-up listening.
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