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PostPosted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 7:30 pm
by ritchie
thank goodness for that, there's no mention of a ukelele. What if I say that the computer belongs to my wife?


Lemon Jelly Forster

PostPosted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 8:08 pm
by Gordon Neill

That's the funniest thing I've read since... well..... since Tom Dooley and the piece if string. Now I know why I can't sing the blues. My woman has never given me gasoline. Not even on Valentine's Day.

PostPosted: Fri Feb 17, 2006 11:34 am
by howard male
Ronald wrote -

"It requires intelligence and emotions to both create and appreciate music"

Howard are you sure about this?, especially the part about appreciation, it would mean non intelligent persons can't appreciate music.

As I've said before, Ronald, I'm not sure about anything - it's all just ideas in the wind.

However, I should have made my point clearer. What I meant by music in this instance was real, quality music - which I do think requires intelligence to fully appreciate. It might not be intelligence as it is usually defined. But it certainly requires intuition, sensitivity, receptiveness, and, above all - as Steve Martin used to say - happy feet!

PostPosted: Fri Feb 17, 2006 11:48 am
by howard male
Oh yes, and Adam - As far as The Supremes goes it was 'Surrender' that hit me between the eyes - that prowling verse followed by the opening out of the perfect chorus - and I kept quiet about liking it too!

My school had similar lines of division, making it difficult to not be tribal in one's musical tastes, or at least not be able to go public about them.

I also owned a Focus album which seemed to age very quickly, but I didn't get into the joys of dub reggae until punk came along a few years later. In 72 Reggae only seemed to by enjoyed at my run-down Comprehensive by the 'troubled' kids who always smelt of over-cooked cabbage.

PostPosted: Fri Feb 17, 2006 1:01 pm
by howard male
Oh, and I forgot - besides music there is one other thing which hints to me that there may well be more to this life than our limited sense organs and primate brains can comprehend - and that's the meaningful or extraordinary coincidence.

A minor but still pleasing example of this occurred yesterday when I began reading Kurt Vonnegut's new memoir 'A Man Without A Country.'

On page 66, the 83 year old wit and satirist writes:

If I should die, God forbid, let this be my epitaph:


PostPosted: Fri Feb 17, 2006 1:27 pm
by Gordon Neill
I feel the need to point out that 'Surrender' was in fact a Diana Ross solo effort, and not by the Supremes. It was a record that I also bought and secretely treasured. Sorry to be so anal, but it is important to get to the bottom of these matters (!).

But it may be too late. Even now, hordes of people may be forming orderly queus at Virgin or HMV asking for 'that Supremes track that Howard likes'. I fear they're going to be disappointed.

I must go. I've just overheard someone claiming that Paul McCartney wrote 'Denny Laine'........

PostPosted: Thu Mar 02, 2006 12:03 pm
by Con Murphy
howard male wrote:Oh, and I forgot - besides music there is one other thing which hints to me that there may well be more to this life than our limited sense organs and primate brains can comprehend - and that's the meaningful or extraordinary coincidence.

Here's one for you Howard. Last night my dad came round and we spent half the evening talking with my eldest about Charles Dickens, and in particular the 1968 film version of Oliver! For the life of us, despite remembering most of the songs and the actors involved, we couldn’t remember the forename of the Wild who played the Artful Dodger. Because of this, he kind of became the main topic of conversation - the songs he sang, his appearance in H R Puf 'n' Stuff, his fall from grace and subsequent career resurrection. Well, you could knock me down with a feather, because the answer to that elusive first name came this morning through this sad news.

Oliver actor Jack Wild dies at 53

Just a coincidence, of course, but it does make the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end.

PostPosted: Thu Mar 02, 2006 5:27 pm
by howard male
If it makes the hairs on the the back of your neck stand on end, I wouldn't be so quick to dismiss it. There are many things in heaven and...etc etc.

I had a similar thing happen to me a number of years back when William Burroughs died, but it went on for a couple of weeks leading up to his death. I just kept seeing stuff about him everywhere. I can't remember any details but it would be things like a photo of him with the last person you'd expect him to be photographed with, or another writer quoting him, or an appearance on a TV programme, or even some music which featured a sample of his voice. Needless to say, as soon as he died, it all stopped.

PostPosted: Thu Mar 02, 2006 7:28 pm
by NormanD
I also recall that ol' Bill Burroughs had his long piss-face on the side of a London bus as one of those celebrities advertising The Gap. Dunno if it was around the time of his demise, but as soon as I saw this he stopped living in my estimation so it was like his death....AND I have an Olympia Press edition of Naked Lunch too.

Norman, once a big fan

PostPosted: Thu Mar 02, 2006 7:34 pm
by ritchie
It's like how everybody says they knew exactly where they were when they heard that JFK died.

Me, I don't have an alibi.

I do however remember reading the sleeve notes to a bootleg Bob Dylan CD and being so impressed that I searched out for more info by the writer
John Bauldie, only to find that he had sadly died in a helicopter crash that I had just heard about.

A couple of weeks ago I put a picture of 'Archie' our westie on the yahoo cd circle group. The pic was of 'Archie' wearing sunglasses. We've just had 'Archie' to the vet and were told he is going blind.,,,hmm!