Treading in the magnificent sodden footsteps of The Pogues and Stiff Little Fingers, Flogging Molly fuses traditional Irish music to the adrenal fury of late-’70s punk. The Mollys add hardcore tempos to the mix, and the resulting seesaw between Celtic lilt and grinding guitars echoes the bi-polar Irish temperament that finds fans itching for a fight one minute and crying in their porter the next. The Mollys’ Dublin-born ringleader Dave King aims for The Pogues’ dark-hued poetry where romance sits cheek to jowl with grim reality. Falling short of that mark, King instead invokes the mystic populism that has always fired up the Irish. Indeed, King hammers out lyrics on a typewriter dating from 1916, the year of the abortive Easter Rebellion against British rule. For the Mollys, the players may change, but the struggles of the past are still with us. Also drawing comparisons to the Pogues, tour mates Skinny Lister’s rustic folk hews closer to Fairport Convention’s high-spirited take on traditional English music. Pastoral and provocative, Skinny Lister lacks the gleeful sense of discovery of its forebears, or a vocalist with the mercurial power of Fairport’s Sandy Denny. Still, the Skinnys sure know their way around a cracking tune.