My teenage years were spent listening mostly to the Pogues and the Clash. I was lucky enough to go see the Pogues live on a few occasions, as my parents had a friend who used to tour with them (even got me a signed card from the whole band!). I met MacGowan on two different occasions and while it was like a dream come true for me, as I hold him as one of the finest songwriters ever, it paradoxically made me realise how futile my anticipation was.
If someone came to you on the street and said 'Hey, I really like the way you walk', what would you answer? You always hope you'll have a great conversation or something very important will said during that evening but in reality a) placing someone on a pedal stool is no way to start a conversation and b) even if he wasn't drunk and smoking weed, he was with his mates.
As a young man, for me, it was unforgettable but he had probably forgotten everything about me as soon as I left his sight. This is why news such as these always leave me with ambiguous feelings. I remember feeling the same when I learnt about Lemmy's death (except, I never met him): I felt like something was taken away from my world but, at the same time, I couldn't help but think that people such as Lemmy or MacGowan probably lived a life they could only have dreamt of. What more could anyone ask for?
Maybe that makes me an egotistical bastard. My opinion on this isn't cast in iron. What's for certain though is that in world of AIs and laziness, creators and larger-than-life characters are getting few and far between and, for me, MacGowan was definitely both.