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Been there...done that.

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Quote: Skoob1999

Some Mad Cockney Bastards Larging It Up

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Ah the mighty pistols there Skoobie! Nice boys, shame about the slathering

I had a pair of those bondage trousers once mate. The missus locked em in the wardrobe

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Quote: Ellis Ian Fields

Like a complete numpty I just loaded a batch of music links to the wrong thread... so I'm gonna repeat them here!

The Moody Blues - The Story In Your Eyes

^^^^Justin Hayward - under-rated guitarist

Michelle Shocked - Anchorage

^^^"Ah, keep on rockin' kid..." Always brings a lump to my throat!

Faces - That's All You Need

^^^Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive, But To be young was very heaven!

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Fine choices there from the numptyesque one

Non-song?

It's an orchestral piece not a song.

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Quote: Ellie James

EQ - I remember that non-song on another thread.

Clive - You are correct, it was Contractual Obligations. I could write an entire novella about the torment my youngest cousin Stephen would endure over by his brothers and I singing Python songs in the car and saying we invented them.

Here's another for your listening pleasure (not Python). When I have a bad break-up this song brings me solace:

I'm not crying

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Can someone get a version of "leaning on a lampost"


Arm xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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Quote: Erskin Quint

Non-song?

It's an orchestral piece not a song.

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OK then, a non-orchestral piece....

Happy To Oblige Arm - Leaning On A Lamp Post

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Quote: armfeetandtoe

Can someone get a version of "leaning on a lampost"


Arm xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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That gal can sure play the dining table.

The lovely Lulu!

Ed Sullivan, a man barely alive.

Ed Sullivan - a man so devoid of a neck that his wife used to lovingly knot his tie around his forehead

I did warn you all that Lulu would eventually rear her tousled little Caledonian head didnt I boys and girls

No wonder they're starting to call it "Broken Britain"

Shut up you philistine.

Petula Clark will be along too, so there.

Pet Clark!!!

Downtown!

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Quote: Erskin Quint

Pet Clark!!!

Downtown!

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Wot? Where all the lights are bright???

Your depravity knows no bounds really does it mate

The Boss. The Best Musician Who Ever Drew Breath. Listen And Weep.

This recording is a bit disjointed, but it gets the point across. It's not the best I've heard, but it encapsulates the spirit. Nobody does it better.

Luv

Skoob.

The Boss Kicks Ass

This is the wife's favourite.

There's an interesting apocryphal story regarding the Ninth, which has never been verified, but it goes like this:

Beethoven was as deaf as a post when he penned the Glorious Ninth. He'd been down on his luck and was struggling with deafness and advancing years. He was probably suffering from Alzheimers - contemporary reports document quite succinctly his absent mindedness.

The story goes that when he wrote the Ninth, he could only hear it in his head. Having been challenged by a leading orchestral conductor of the day that his music was "unplayable" - he replied: "Nonsense! If I can write it, you can play it."

He actually had keys added to the piano, to make the piano we know today.

The premiere of the Ninth took place in Munich, with Beethoven looking at the orchestra. He wasn't at all sure what the reaction would be.

Contemporary accounts have it as something similar to a modern day rock concert.

Beethoven feared that he was losing his touch. He couldn't hear the orchestra at all. By that time, he was a broken man.

As the concert concluded, the orchestra conductor tugged on Beethoven's sleeve, and said: "Herr Beethoven..."

Beethoven turned around to see an ecstatic crowd applauding his masterpiece with a standing ovation.

He turned to the conductor, with tears in his eyes, and said: "Mozart? I've fucking shit him!"

The last line is a complete fabrication, but the rest is all true to the best of my knowledge.

Music has to have bollocks.

Skoob.

Officially gave me chills, Skoob. thank you. made my night.

Charpa

My pleasure.

If I may, I'd like to send you a purely platonic kiss across the ocean.

X

Skoob

Some Bloke In A Hat With An Inferiority Complex

Huckleberry Friend

The only song I ever saw my Huckleberry Friend perform. She knocked 'em dead, Two drifters...magical...being a bit pedantic...

"Chasing the same rainbow's end"

Rather than "After the same rainbow's end"

Whatever...it's waiting round the bend.

Goodnight and thankyou.

Skoob.

He Likes What?

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Quote: Skoob1999

Charpa

My pleasure.

If I may, I'd like to send you a purely platonic kiss across the ocean.

X

Skoob

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Wha the!!!!

What's all this canoodling???? I'll have no slathering over the opposite species HERE!!!

This is a family thread for tone deaf family people! *seethe"

And now.....this!

And it came to pass that on the second day Cliveypops and the Disciples left the roadies to stow away the PA and then did enter the Temple Of Spoof FM and when Clivey saw the cavortings of the painted Jezebels and the puckered mouths of the trilby adorned Pharisees great was his wrath and he overturned the decks and brake the mike stand asunder and spake unto them, saying "This is a house of appalling choons and hideous caterwauling but thou hast turned it into a den of slather!"

And when they heard him they were sore afraid and offered Clivey gifts of gold, sweetmeats and almost new hardcore bongo mags and he lay his hands on them and blessed them and said unto them. "Jesus Christ it's only the June edition of Massive Matures In Gasmasks! I've been after that fucker for months!"

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Quote: Skoob1999

He Likes What?

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Beautiful. What a "goil!"

Hoagy Carmichael - Stardust

Some national vote a couple of years ago put this as the second-best ever popular song behind Yesterday. On reflection, I think it's better...

And this is a much later, maturer version than the original 1927 one - terrific!

Train Tour To Rainbow City - The Pyramids.

A righteous piece of rock steady ska/bluebeat penned by Eddie Grant and performed in a bangin' chug-a-lug stylee by the mighty Pyramids. Towards the end it enters into the pantheon of lyrical greatness when da rude boi 'im a say........."You see all dem big bad black women and YOU LIKE IT??????"

For some real Carribbean authenticity play it loud whilst lying on a sun bed and get the wife to spark up a spliff whilst sitting in the corner.

Now den me yoot. If you no like dis, no try to put me under dem 'eavy manners sah! Me is a rassclaat lion me bredrin and me a mash up your pussyclaaat!

Easy now! Wind up you waist now! Sellassie AI!

Rock steady sah!

a bit of Barber