Photos by Daniel Kramer
Imagine, if you will, being invited to the most lavish party, held just for you and about 15,000 of your closet friends. The host, a beauty from McGregor, whose only mission is to give her guests 100 percent of herself and satisfy their needs for a night of entertainment.
In a nutshell, that is what going to a Beyonce concert is like. From the opening of the show when she tempts the audience with parts of "Deja Vu" and then goes into her first solo single "Crazy in Love,"
​The Pogues are only one week away, so no time like the present to reflect on Irish music.
For many Americans, no song epitomizes Irish music like "Danny Boy." Lonesome Onry and Mean was gently prodding my Irish and European friends at the boozer recently regarding their opinions about the top recorded versions of "Danny Boy" and was met with studied indifference and we-don't-know-how-to-explain-it-to-him sheepishness.
Long and short of it, it doesn't seem that "Danny Boy" is anything the aver
