You know us here at 30492 are massive fans of Australian celtic-punk. In fact I’d say we’re a bit overly obsessed with it

you can check out the truth of that here here here

so without repeating ourselves go and have a look why we like it so much. But, without a doubt in my mind, the pick of the bunch has to be the amazing Rumjacks from Sydney. Simply to say from the moment I heard their first EP I’ve been a major fan of theirs and it was great to hear recently that the boys have a new album due out for release in the early summer on their own label ‘Four | Four Records’  and they are also back to gigging ferociously across Australia.

The Rumjacks

I dare say they came to most peoples attention with the release of the video for ‘An Irish Pub’ from the ‘Gangs Of New Holland ‘ album. To say it went big is a understatement…as we speak its on the verge of 5 and a half million hits! Have a listen and follow the lyrics at the bottom of the article and then go on and check out The Rumjacks on Facebook and Twitter and all that other shite. The best band out of the best scene in celtic-punk!

by Beer Drinker

God I hate Irish themed bars, they are generally soul-less places, tat everywhere, and ran by people who have no idea about class or Irish culture. There are no Irish themed bars in Ireland so why are they so fucking popular!!!  It’s the McDonaldisation or Starbucking of the bar world.

What is this Oirishness that one can see in these bars – bicycles on the wall, turf in the fire, Guinness memorabilia, ancient books on shelves, shamrocks and shillelagh’s on the wall and old pictures of Ireland back in the day are everywhere? All this is a plague.

A good marker for me is if it’s called an Irish pub then it’s not an Irish pub. Or if it has a real tacky name or pseudo – Irish name then it’s a big no no. Have you ever seen those god damn awful Irish themed bars in London, ‘O’ Neills’, Christ on a bike they are woeful places to be.  Just because you stick up a poster of ‘Irish doorways’ or ‘Pubs of Ireland’ doesn’t mean I have the urge to drink in your establishment. Fuck off!

First off, why the Irish? Well Ireland has a big reputation for drinking and alcohol – Guinness, whiskey, good sessions, the craic and all that… and deservedly so. We have the St. Patricks day thing as well and, of course, the Irish music, which helps.

A real Irish pub when it’s on form is one of the best places to be when the music is playing, the drink is flowing, and the conversations are enlivening. Basically they are just like any other pub, with normal pub names, selling normal beer, and where normal people drink in. So what makes them Irish then? Mostly its the clientele. Pretty much any night could be a good session, musicians can crop out of anywhere, no set list, nothing is planned, go with the flow, no one has to prove how Irish one is, you just are, that’s it. Atmosphere is informal, friendly, and the people running them are genuine

Now a lot of Irish people do run Irish themed bars abroad, and have Irish staff, and they sometimes do cater for the ex-pat community, and a lot of the original ones that first appeared were decent places to drink in. And to be fair the Irish do play the Paddywhackery card as well, when it suits (Jesus just look at any Irish person ever to work for BBC). The Oirishness is played to a tee sometimes, but at least kept in check most of the time or to a bare minimum.

But then it seemed to get out of hand, and every new bar in a town was an Oirish bar – people were just taking the Mick (literally!), they know it’s a joke, or at least they should admit so. These bars cater for the tourist, the person who isn’t a heavy or serious drinker, the hipster, and the wanker, basically. Too afraid to head down town to the more edgy part of town, or drink with real people and drink where there might be some real atmosphere, they would much rather drink in an Oirish bar. Well it’s a safe choice as you know what to expect and you won’t get shouted at or molested!

Don’t forget the food as well, ha ha fish and chips, loads of fucking potatoes and an Irish breakfast. Ha don’t make me puke. When I was a nipper the only food you could get in a bar was a bag of crisps and maybe some hang sandwiches!

I prefer the good old Irish bars of yonder year; dark brooding places, a bit dodgy, an atmosphere of aggression in the air, with horse racing non stop on the TV, old men in the corner ranting away to nobody in particular, no music blaring out the Dubliners on an endless loop, and when it hits a certain hour the madness begins, but always when would that madness begin? And the toilets? Ha, well better not go there!

So what can we do about it all then? Well don’t frequent these places. If it screams Oirishness then don’t go in! Please! Enough decent bars all over the world are dying due to this infestation of Paddywhackery.

(Beer Drinker runs a fantastic blog of his own called ‘This Drinking Life’ don’t delay and click here to find out more)



Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I swear upon the holy book,

The only ‘craic’ you’ll get is a slap in the ear,

Whale, oil, beef, hooked!

I’ll up nd  burst yer filthy mug,

If you draw one more shamrock in me beer!

We’ll raise the price o’ beer a dollar,

We’ll make em wear a shirt & collar,

We’ll fly a bloody tri-colour,

And call it an Irish pub,

Jager bombs & double shots,

The underagers think its tops,

We’ll spike the drinks and pay the cops,

We got us an Irish pub.

The quick one in the filthy bog,

The partin’ glass across the lug,

O’ the lady-O, the dirty dog,

We got us an Irish pub,

It’s over to me and over to you,

We’ll skip along the Avenue,

And who t’hell is Ronnie Drew?

We got us an Irish pub.

Plasma screens & neon lights,

Kara-farkin-oke nights,

The bouncers they can pick the fights,

We’ll call it an Irish pub.

Plastic cups, a polished floor,

We’ll hose the blood right out the door,

And let the knucklers back for more,

We got us an Irish pub,

Oh top o’ the mornin’,

Garryowen, Kiss me I’m Irish, Molly Malone, Failte, Slainte, Pog ma thon,

We got us an Irish pub,

Spike the punch & strip the willow,

Strike me up the rakes o’ Mallow,

The Liffey never ran so shallow,

We got us an Irish pub.

so check out The Rumjacks here on Facebook  Twitter and their WebSite you’ll not be disappointed!



  1. Mark April 5, 2014 at 2:46 pm Reply

    avoid O’Neills pubs in London
    .they are all shit particularly the one next to the Shepherds Bush Empire!

  2. James Connolly Association Australia April 6, 2014 at 8:00 pm Reply

    They’re brilliant live, expect big things of them

  3. Steph O'Piztt April 15, 2014 at 11:08 am Reply

    interesting ! ..
    just a little sharing, even though it may deviate from the main topic mate 🙂
    Irish-themed pub also exist in my country, (even though not in my town). and of course, with the economic situation here, which is not as good as the authors state, and for the Indonesian people like me and my friends, ( who belong to the working class ), Irish themed pub in here, is a luxury place , even it seems too “be forced” if we spend our money to buy drinks there. haha

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