The Brown And The Yellow Ale

This is from A Prairie Home Companion's St. Patrick's Day special. I found this to be exceptionally enjoyable:

The Brown And The Yellow Ale sung by the late Frank Harte. It's about 4-1/2 minutes long.

I'm not sure what you mean.

Well, I've had brown ale and it always comes out...
Ok.

For an acapella rendition, it was long.  I'm glad he got the girl, back, in the end.  Or wherever.

Ace; he probably should have danced it.

Yes, she came back. And I'm pretty sure he sung the song in Dublin, not in Acapulco.

JA, you might be trying to get some deep meaning from the song. Heck, maybe there is a deep meaning to be had and it's a cultural thing. I dunno. I simply enjoyed the song for what it's worth.

Scuzzy; I'm not worth much myself.

I did enjoy "Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man" by James Joyce, since he wrote it in that stream of consciousness style.  Of which I have emulated, in my stream of unconsciousness style.

I like Declan McManus, and U2, and other Irish entertainers.  Although I think that whole Riverdance thing got tired, and the Celtic Women just struck me as pudgy after a time.  I know old what's his name from Arkansas was fond of them, and I'd speak fondly of them if he was still here.  I am even a fan of the Fighting Irish. 

Ace; my dome is Golden.

All meanings aside, it's certainly not deep massaging. Or deep cleansing for that matter.

Scuzzy; I always thought Celtic should be spelled Keltick.

Yeah; and how come they're not the Boston "Keltics" but called the Seltics..?  Geez, make up your mind, huh. 

"Leave no stone unturned" as they used to say at Stonehenge. 

Ace; that was my favorite Spinal Tap moment, too.