Tomorrow night, we're off to see a mate who's suffering from depression (there's so much of it around right now). There's no better medicine than going to see some live music. So, we're off to a pub in West Wickham to see a local punk band, Slider... Get out there, people. It's your duty to the economy to drink that beer and a little punk music only helps it to go down quicker.
Is there a polite way to say the one member of White Zombie who couldn't perform live is also the one member of White Zombie who killed the band over the phone?
Looking through some of Dads vinyl, I love these 7" EPs from the 50s and 60s that were lifted directly from the album. For the Sinatra 'Songs for swinging lovers' there were 3 EPs that have you gave you all 12 tracks off of the album. I don't know if that was common place. We were playing some of these earlier and whilst I will never tire of the my more recent favourites - the voices of Ella Fitzgerald, Frank Sinatra, Nat King Cole, Mel Torme and June Christie are truly breath taking.
Great collection, this must have great memories, my Mum and Dads record collection was made up from Jim Reeves and west end show tunes but I treasure them and when I hear " He'll have to go ' it takes me back to Sunday mornings and the smell of furniture polish
I inherited The Beatles, The Stones, Dusty Springfield, The Beach Boys and a lot more from what remains the greatest period in popular music. Those melodies resonate through everything I’ve liked since - even if the fast guitars and drums might take it to a different place.
My dad was the Jim Reeves fan but many a time I would come home late and find him asleep in the arm chair with headphones on and Dark Side Of The Moon in the run out groove and in later years Mum was often found with Yes or Genesis on the stereo, she hated the Rolling stones but had a love of Angie In the 60s our house was all Beatles , Animals or lots of R&B because we had 2 of mums cousins staying with us from the north east , 2 teenage girls who came to the south for work , both were the typical teenagers from the time ,music ,clothes but one had a boyfriend who worked in Soho , he had the full Mod get up scooter, sharp suits, latest music, tickets for Ready Steady Go, Friday evening was often spent spotting them on the tv Edit: I somehow forgot to add mums love of Glen Campbell, sundays would not be complete without Wichita Linesman, by the time I get to Phoenix, Galveston ect
Jimmy Webb stuff eventually and inevitably leads you here... As I wrote a week or so ago, I'm choosing the 2 songs to play at my dad's cremation. This was his favourite. It's nuts and confusing and fit him to a tee...but it's too bloody long. So, it's got to be '****ing nuts track II', his second favourite... ...and his favourite Beatle... ...a pair of Harrisons.
