New York City
You Don’t Have to be Irish
$35.00
Outrageous, offensive and scurrilous is how an opinionated Hibernian New Yorker with the improbable name of Malachy McCourt might describe You Don’t Have to be Irish. It would be an extraordinary evening if McCourt’s riffs on life, death, war, politics, sobriety, spirituality, religion jerks and pseudo-patriots did not grievously offend someone.