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A retired purveyor of electric light bulbs who now has too much time on his hands!
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Thursday, 24 March 2011
Wednesday, 5 January 2011
Gerry Rafferty, RIP.
A sad loss to the music world was reported today ...
The saxaphone never held much appeal for me until I first heard this on a late-night radio programme.
It is late-night music, after all.
"Wow!!!" I exclaimed.
I am told that the sax-player was never credited on the original album.
The saxaphone never held much appeal for me until I first heard this on a late-night radio programme.
It is late-night music, after all.
"Wow!!!" I exclaimed.
I am told that the sax-player was never credited on the original album.
Wednesday, 11 March 2009
Who's got gold these days?
Youtube has fallen foul of the Performing Rights Society (PRS) in UK.
I had to upload this before it disappears.
I haven't a clue what Neil Young's lyrics are about:
Drugs? Armageddon? UFOs?
Does it matter?
I woke up to this rendition by Prelude on the radio the other day.
I remain stunned!
Listen NOW!
This video might self destruct, taking your PC with it, within the next few days.
THEN, blame the mendacity of PRS!
I had to upload this before it disappears.
I haven't a clue what Neil Young's lyrics are about:
Drugs? Armageddon? UFOs?
Does it matter?
I woke up to this rendition by Prelude on the radio the other day.
I remain stunned!
Listen NOW!
This video might self destruct, taking your PC with it, within the next few days.
THEN, blame the mendacity of PRS!
Labels:
after the goldrush,
music,
neil young,
prelude,
PRS,
youtube
Thursday, 20 November 2008
Arran Boat Song
I bought my concertina through EBay from the nice guy on the left. I would REALLY like the one he's playing here, but he tells me it's not for sale.
Nice tune, Martyn, let me know!
Nice tune, Martyn, let me know!
Monday, 3 November 2008
A Demonstration of the English Concertina and a Creaky Armchair.
A traditional song called Searching for Lambs:
OK, I know I'm not very photogenic. Please regard this post as entirely experimental!
OK, I know I'm not very photogenic. Please regard this post as entirely experimental!
Thursday, 23 October 2008
Don't believe in fairies?
I do now:
Clever, or what, eh?
Mairead Nesbitt, in diaphanous costume, live at Slane Castle. She was one of the fiddlers who featured in Mr. Flately's Lord of the Dance.
If she plays her cards right, she can come home with me!
Here she is again with Jay Ungar's Ashokan Farewell:
(My spelling of 'Ashokan' is correct.)
Clever, or what, eh?
Mairead Nesbitt, in diaphanous costume, live at Slane Castle. She was one of the fiddlers who featured in Mr. Flately's Lord of the Dance.
If she plays her cards right, she can come home with me!
Here she is again with Jay Ungar's Ashokan Farewell:
(My spelling of 'Ashokan' is correct.)
Sunday, 19 October 2008
Remembrance
I have always had some ambivalence about celebrations of 'the eleventh hour on the eleventh day ...'
I repent!
Listen, Watch ... and weep with me now:
Thanks to Coope, Boyes and Simpson, and someone called Ollie who put together the splendid montage.
I repent!
Listen, Watch ... and weep with me now:
Thanks to Coope, Boyes and Simpson, and someone called Ollie who put together the splendid montage.
Thursday, 9 October 2008
Positively Fourth Street
I just had to duplicate this from my suspended blog. Move over, Bob, there ain't room in my universe for both of you!
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