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Wednesday, 26 August 2015

The Beatles - A Day in the Life

OLD PA'S WEDNESDAY CLUB

THE PRINCE OF FORREST HILLS
bound by the Arab Strap

 
THE BEATLES - A Day in the Life 

Sometimes when you actually find out where lyrics come from it is a bit of a disappointment. Take for example the line Four thousand Holes in Blackburn Lancashire. Lennon saw this in a newspapers referring to pot holes.

Another interesting one is a line from Dylan's Desolation Row, quote : They are selling post cards of the hanging. This was something that actually happened in the twenties in Dylan's home town of Duluth. Some black men were hung in a street corner after supposedly raping a white women. Pictures were taken and they were made into postcards. Pretty sick!

Flycasual was on a trip with his work to the Gulf and he told me he was going to meet the Crown Prince of Bahrain. I was very impressed and came up with this. Below it, is the actual meaning. Not quite as exotic. 

THE PRINCE OF FORREST HILLS

You travel by Lear Jet
To the Jewel in the Persian Gulf
Courted by Kings
The Crowned Prince comes to meet you
You dine with their Captains

Your wife is a Princess
Who came from the North
Your father is a poet
In the land of Iberia
Your mother's veil
Hides the mysteries of her past

Your sister her culture in Mayan lore
Her baby touched by the aliens
Her husband bound by the Arab Strap

Brought up in a City within a City
Nourished by the foods of Al Baik
You woke to the the sounds of the Prophet's song
You gave blood to the silver disc

You thrash and grind with the Lords of Dogtown
Your perennial garden with its eternal bloom

Your are the Price of Forrest Hills

Travel by Lear jet. It was actually a Canadair jet not quite as exotic.
He did actually meet the Crowned Price but the Captains were actually the Captain of the plane and he had dinner with him .
Wife a Princess, well his wife comes from Blackpool, up north init.
Father wishes he was a poet and lives in Spain. Mother was born in Egypt.
Sister has a pet Chihuahua called Maya and she was married in Mexico. Her baby is called Ripley of Alien fame. Her husband's favourite band is Belle and Sebastian. The Boy with the Arab Strap is one of their best songs. If you don't know what an Arab Strap is, best you check it out. (sorry London Scouser)
City within a City is Saudia City in Jeddah. Prophet's song is waking up to the sound of morning prayer call.
Al Baik is local broast chicken the best ever.
Gave blood for money at the local hospital then down to the CD shop to spend the money.
Lords of Dogtown, best film about skateboarding. Last line regarding gardens, well he like his garden.
Forrest Hills is part of his address.
Nothing is as it seems. 

I was going to finish it with and after 6 pints he goes for a kebab but maybe that would spoil the effect.
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Tuesday, 18 August 2015

Ray Charles - I Can't stop Loving You/Hank Williams - Your Cheatin Heart

OLD PA'S WEDNESDAY CLUB

CHEATIN' BITCH

YOU MAKE ME FEEL BLUE

 
RAY CHARLES - I Can't Stop Loving You
I love  Ray Charles's I Can't stop Loving You but I have never really understood the sentiments. Ray wants to love this girl/boy for ever and unconditionally. It does not make sense to me. This girl/boy may have run of with his best friend or even worse but that seems not to make any difference to Ray. Saying that I don't really know the full story. That person may have died or something.

I can identify with Hank Williams a lot easier. This girl is a cheat and she has let him down. You know exactly where you are....the cheatin' bitch.

Here is a little love thang for you...you can never trust love, can you?

MY WATCH

You reach out and take my hand
I turn and look at you and smile
When you tell me that you love me
I tell you back
I love you too

You make me feel I belong with you
This is how love should be

I leave our home to go to work
You always kiss me on the cheek
When I tell you that I love you
You gently sigh
I love you too

You make me feel I belong with you
This is how love should be

I come home again to you at night
The first thing we do is kiss
When I tell you that I love you
Your eyes tell me
You love me too

You make me feel I belong with you
This is how love should be

I reach out to you in the night
You turn and hold me in your arms
When I tell you that I love you
Your whisper back
I love you too

You make me feel I belong with you
This is how love should be

I book a table just for two
But you frown and turn away
When I tell you that I love you
Your loveless eyes
Are dark and cold

You make me feel I should not be here
Is this how love should be?

I reach out to you in the night
You turn away with a lame excuse
When I tell you that I love you
Your silent reply
Screams the truth

You make me feel I should not be here
Is this how love should be?
 
HANK WILLIAMS - Your Cheatin Heart
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Tuesday, 4 August 2015

Malvina Reynolds - Little Boxes/What Have They Done To The Rain

OLD PA'S CORNER

BRIAN FRY

TACKS STUCK IN HIS FEET

 
MALVINA REYNOLDS - What Have they Done to the Rain
 
I shared in the early 70's, various flats in the Heathrow area with a guy call Brian Fry. Brian was a Customs Officer and came from Shrewsbury. He was a likeable lad and liked music and liked to drink. What was there not to like about Brian.
 
Here are a couple of Brian Fry stories for you. When Brian got ready for work he took ages in the Bathroom and when he was finished he smelled of aftershave and talc. It was almost overpowering. I noticed that all my aftershaves were going down very fast and I suspected Brian was the culprit. I therefore set up a test with a brand new aftershave which I did not use. As I suspected it went down very fast and proved it was Brian. I emptied the bottle and filled it up with piss.  

I never had the aftershave problem again.
 
One night I was drinking late with Brian and at about one in the morning I said I had to go to bed as I had to get up at six as I started work at seven. Brian just would not have it and kept annoying me. It got so bad after about an hour that I said I would hit him if he did not leave me alone. He just kept at it and I punched his chin. He went down like a ton of bricks. 
 
After recovering I helped him to his room. I returned and put tacks all around my bed. Just as I was about to go to sleep I heard this almighty scream Brian had a couple of tacks stuck in his feet.
 
Despite this we remained friends and it was Brian who introduced me to Malvin Reynolds. Nice one Brian.
 
MALVINA REYNOLDS - Little Boxes
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Tuesday, 28 July 2015

Buffalo Springfield/Robbie Roberson - Broken Arrow

OLD PA'S CORNER

A Broken Heart, a Broken Arrow 

'My Mother told me a Trip was a fall!'


BUFFALO SPRINGFIELD - Broken Arrow 

Here are two completely different songs by two different artist. Both in there own way are utterly fabulous.

The first by Buffalo Springfield is probably one of my favourite Neil Young songs and I have used the line My Mother Told me a Trip was a fall to many time to count. Well it is better than enjoy your trip.

The second was on Robbie Roberson's first solo album and is equally good in a completely different. way.

Ooooh! its enough to make you all quiver!

 
ROBBIE ROBERSON - Broken Arrow
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Tuesday, 14 July 2015

Mercury Rev - Holes

OLD PA'S WEDNESDAY CLUB

BOGOTA

VIEW FROM THE HOTEL


 
MERCURY REV - HOLES (1998)

Would I go over to Bogota for a week and then go to Miami for several days and do a training course for ULD management. I did not have to be asked twice as I had been to neither before. 

I was to be met a Bogota Airport on arrival by my contact over there and would be brought to my Hotel. It was a very early arrival about 02:30 in the morning. I arrived and waited for about 30mins or so but no one was there to meet me. 

Several dubious characters approached me offering to take me on my journey. I waited another 30 mins but still no one came. I looked around for a 'proper taxi' but there was none. Mine was the last flight of the night. 

This was getting a bit scary as I had to make the decision to take a lift from these dubious characters who were eyeing me up like vultures. After all this was Bogota, the kidnap capital of the world. I decided to go with a youngish guy who looked the most reasonable. I struck a deal (I did not know if the price was good or bad) I followed him on foot down a dark alley way and reached his car, an old ramshackle affair. What have I let myself in for?. Would he take me to my Hotel or would sell me off to some gang for ransom. Or even worse. My mind was racing.

The journey was about 30 mins and not one word was spoken between us. Where were we going? Suddenly in the distance I saw the familiar green sign of a Holiday Inn, we arrived and I don't think I have ever felt so relieved as I did then. 

More next week
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Thursday, 2 July 2015

Leroy Van Dyke - Walk on By/Clarence 'Frogman' Henry -

OLD PA'S WEDNESDAY CLUB
ANCIENT LOVE

Hill of Fairies/Caledonian Canal


You have probably noticed that Old Pa has been quiet for the past few weeks. The main reason is that my brand new Lap Top crashed and Dell in their wisdom do not provide a recovery disc/USB any more. So I have had to arrange to get one but as Shellhunter and London Scouser were visiting with baby Ripley there was no one to send it over to me. I expect to get it next week and hope to be able to catch up and get back to normal.

I have not forgotten all my pals. In the meantime here is my latest pathetic attempt in my quest to be a song writer. Well we got to try.

(apologise for layout did this from Tablet, could not work it out)

Standing next to our beautiful Flora


ANCIENT LOVE
At the top of the Hill of Fairies
We were haunted by the view
Brahan Seer keeps it under lock and key
No Spirit can ever escape there
When 7 bridges cross the River Ness
Fire will run through the streets
And blood will surely follow
Standing next to our beautiful Flora
Gazing down the path of the Ness
She helped escape her Bonnie Charlie
Disguised him as a spinning maid
They landed safe on Portree Haven
Away from the Evil Cumberland
Standing on desolate Culloden Moor
Jacobite dreams were slaughtered
Followed blind the Young Pretender
The British Throne his birthright
We felt the presence of many a ghost
Who never found their peace there
On the Banks of the Caledonian Canal
Following the steps of Thomas Telfor
He joined the coasts from East to west
Provided work for starving thousands
Watched in awe at the sailing ships
Bringing gold and silk and silver
Chorus

We held each others trembling hand
Our bodies close in warm embrace
We gazed into each others smiling eyes
And we knew why we stood here
We had discovered Love
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Tuesday, 9 June 2015

Gerry and Pacemakers/Pink Floyd - You'll Never Walk Alone/Fearless

OLD PA'S WEDNESDAY CLUB

A CALL TO ARMS
Don't be afraid of the Dark

 
GERRY AND THE PACEMAKERS - You'll Never Walk Alone

There has not been too many great football songs if fact probably a lot more bad ones than good.
To me there is only really one great song and that is You'll Never Walk alone used by both Liverpool and Celtic. I believe Liverpool has the greater claim as the version of the song by Gerry and the Pacemakers were by the group who came from Mersey side.

If you do not already know the song is originally from the Musical Carousel. I have added the Pink Floyd song Fearless as they sample the Liverpool crowd singing the song at the end of the song. Great stuff.

Can Scotland qualify for the next big tournament?. They have a chance!. Here is my attempt for the next Scottish football song, Cliches included. Well it's better than Blue is the Colour. What do you think?. Could Rod be lead vocals.  I would prefer Tom Waits, I wonder if he would??

Go on Tom you can wear my kilt. 

WHO WE ARE

All our boys of the Terrier Breed
We will not let them beat us Sister
Together we will sing songs of War
Songs of Love and Victory
Oh! Rosie, I'm sorry what I did to You
Can I call You when this is over

And we will remember who we are!

All our Lads who heed the call
Defeat is not an option Brother
All our hearts will beat as one
Our arms will be linked together
Oh! Rosie, all I think about is you
Can I call You when this is over

And we will remember who we are!

Tomorrow we go over the wall at six
These trenches are a hell Hole Mother
So much pain and smell of death
Nobody can ever win here
Oh! Rosie, I'm still in Love with you
Can I call You if I make it over

And we will remember who we are!

The Men they gathered from all around
And fought to save our Nation
Their Standard was a raging Lion
The colour they choose was blue
Oh! Rosie, lets raise a glass together
And toast our Heroes past and new

And we will remember who we are!

 
PINK FLOYD - Fearless/You'll Never Walk Alone
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Tuesday, 2 June 2015

Millie Jackson - This is it/Kiss You all Over

OLD PA'S WEDNESDAY CLUB

I'M FEELING BITCHY
KISS ME ALL OVER!

 
MILLIE JACKSON - This is It
I had a Millie Jackson period during the early 80's. Well, what actually happened was I wanted to hear some stuff of hers and when I was on Holiday in Canada during the late seventies, I visited a record shop (as you do) and found in the bargain area 5 Millie Jackson albums all at about 50p each.

So as you can imagine I had a bit of a Millie Jackson session. I like some of her stuff, but she ended up being a bit of a cabaret singer specialising in being the woman's champion and trying to be outrageous. Boring!.

However, I had a brief experience with MJ with her earlier albums and I loved her voice. The tracks I choose was the the fabulous Kenny Loggins song This is It. If you can suffer the the first 3 mins of what Millie had become then you will just love her interpretation of this, one of my favourite loves songs. (it was actually written for his dying father and he thought it may inspire him to fight, yes a love song)  I have woken for the past two mornings with this song in my head.

I just had to follow up with her great version of Kiss you all Over....well its been a long time and I'm feeling Bitchy.

Hey guys do you remember theses times! way back, way way back!.
 
MILLIE JACKSON - Kiss You All Over

Come on Andy!, Heaven knows its got to be this time!
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Tuesday, 26 May 2015

Soft Cell/Gloria Jones -Tainted Love

OLD PA'S WEDNESDAY CLUB

WHITE RUSSIAN, A HIGH BALL HELPER

FLASHING LIGHTS SCREAMED


 
SOFT CELL - Tainted Love 12"

THE BLACK TRENCH COAT (verse 3)

She wanted to move on
(be with him)
I entered to the sounds of life
Bright lights and pounding noise
I ordered  cocktails
A Manhattan and a beer assist
White Russian, a High Ball helper
It was Disco music
My empty glasses
Cried out for more
The words 'I gave you all a Boy could give'
Ripped, they ripped through my grieving ears
Flashing lights screamed
Puppets were dancing
Help me oblivion?

I need a drink
I slipped on my 'famous' Black Trench Coat
I headed for the door, the night , the biting rain
searching for a bar, searching for anywhere
wanting her. 

Here is the original :

 
GLORIA JONES - Tainted Love

Verse 1
Verse 2
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Tuesday, 19 May 2015

The Burning Spear - Throw Down Your Arms

OLD PA'S WEDNESDAY CLUB

VERA and NORMAN
THE OFFENDERS

 
THE BURNING SPEAR - Throw Down Your Arms (1977)
 
Vera was my Mother in Law and she was French and did not speak English, my problem was (and still is) I have a mental block when it comes to foreign languages. Well that is not entirely true, I can order a beer in over 20 different languages.
 
Bengali Eka handoiya, doya koray!
Bulgarian Edna beerra, molya!
Catalan Una cervesa, si us plau!
Cheyenne Nok hee-sevo-tamah-peh, mas-eh-met-ah-no!
Chinese Ching gay woh ee bay pee joh!  
 
I particularly like the the Chinese one, you could get into a lot of trouble there if you were not careful.

Vera, like my Dad Norman, did not seem to have any interest in music and I never heard the radio play music when they had it on. They both did not have any records and there was no facilities to play music.

One day I bought a Burning Spear album and was playing it when Vera suddenly got very animated and I worked out that she like the track which was playing, Throw Down Your Arms. It just happened to be one of my favourite reggae track ever and still is. Vera loved this track and I virtually had to put the track on repeat. I played the track many times in the future for her. Oddly enough I never found any other piece of music she was remotely interested in.

My Dad was the same except the first time he heard Albatross by Fleetwood Mac. He just loved it and asked me to get it for him. It was his one and only record.

Finally one little story about Vera. She was watch The Planet of the Apes series in the seventies. She did not understand it but she still liked to watch. It finished and the adverts came on and suddenly Vera piped up, I thought the programme had finished. She got confused with the Brooke Bond advert featuring the Chimps. 
 
I still like to think it was a mistake but I have a sneaky feeling she was playing me.. 

 
FLEETWOOD MAC - Albatross (1970)

PS, I featured this pic before, but it is the only one I have where they both feature.
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Tuesday, 28 April 2015

Jim Reeves - I won't Come in While He's There

OLD PA'S WEDNESDAY CLUB

THE BLACK TRENCH COAT (verse 2)

Sleep with Men


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JIM REEVES - I Won't Come in While He's There

One of my favourite voices of all time, the fabulous. the silky tones of Genteman Jim.


THE BLACK TRENCH COAT (Verse 2)


She wanted to have her freedom
(sleep with  men)
The bar was warm it was bright
I stood alone at the bar
I asked for a beer and a whiskey to chase
The juke box was busy and playing loud
It was country tunes
My empty glasses
Needed a quick refresh
The words ‘I won’t  come in while he’s there’
Stung,  they stung in my grieving ears
The light mixed with the smoke
People had no faces
Voices were a drone

 I needed a drink
i slipped on my 'Famous' Black Trenchcoat
i headed for the door, the night, the biting rain
searching for another Bar, searching for anywhere
wanting her

Verse 1: Is here

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Tuesday, 21 April 2015

Rammstein - The Model/Belle and Sebastian - The Model

OLD PA'S WEDNESDAY CLUB

COCKTAILS OF LOVE
THE CARCASS OF LOVE

BELLE AND SEBASTIAN - THE MODEL


COCKTAILS OF LOVE

Primroses, snowdrops and dandelion tears
Lilies, roses and cherry blossom bloom
Orchids, violets and snowdrops in spring
Dalia's, magnolias and red lotus flower 

Blend them together
in a cocktail of love
we raise our glass high to the lord above
and drink a celebration
to the perfection of our love

Puppies, kittens and skipping spring lambs
Ducklings, cubs and pretty Easter chicks
Pandas, Koalas and doe eyed fawns
Hamsters, white mice and birds of paradise

Blend them together
in a cocktail of love
we raise our glass high to the lord above
and drink a celebration
to the happiness of our love

Lobster, salmon and southern fried chicken
Curry, chop suey and rare Argentine steak
Champagne, caviar and Smokey pure malt
Crisps, cashew nuts and freshly cooked chips
Chocolate, ice cream and French apple pie

Blend them together
In a cocktail of love
We raise our glass high to the Lord above
And drink a celebration
To the tastes of our love


Bithworts, corpse flowers and stinky squid thorn
Hemlock, nightshade and white snake root
Monkshood, rosary peas and thorn of the cross
Dracunculus vulgaris and eastern skunk cabbage

Blend them together
in a cocktail of love
we raise our glass high to Satan below
and drink a celebration
to the carcass of our love

Vipers, fruit bats and nightstalkers that sting
Spiders, dung beetles and salties that prey
Piranhas, tigers and biting great whites
Mosquitos, box jelly fish and poison dart frogs

Blend them together
in a cocktail of love
we raise our glass high to Satan below
and drink a celebration
to the entrails  of our love

Fish eyes, pig’s guts and sewerage that smells
Road kill, rotten eggs and witchity grubs
Puss, gangrene and steaming fresh vomit
Maggots, offal and putrid old corpse

Blend them together
In a cocktail of love
We raise our glass high to Satan below
And drink a celebration
To the carrion of our love

 
RAMMSTEIN - The Model
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