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Post by aubrey on Nov 14, 2016 19:27:03 GMT
Solid good sense, I'd call it: they ought to have been setting an example.  |
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Post by marispiper on Nov 14, 2016 19:37:15 GMT
Don't be Cruel - Elvis...
...which we had on a 78 and was played far more often by me than the other side (Hound Dog). By this time, I was heavily into swooning myself 😄
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Post by lana on Nov 16, 2016 17:10:20 GMT
Don't Be Cruel...definitely the best side...  Don't ..a beauty from The King. |
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Post by aubrey on Nov 16, 2016 17:45:31 GMT
My friends, I never really thought you'd go,
But, then, we know that's the way it happens here.
Now time is like cat's cradle in my hands:
I gather up the strands much too slowly.
The refugees are gone...they take their separate paths,
Obliterate the past, figures in an ash shroud.
Susie, I guess you're on your way to be a star,
But I don't know where you are;
The only time I seem to see you is on the TV
It's so easy just to slip away...
Mike!
It's a year or two since I've seen you...
I might have dropped you a line
If I'd had time
Or the will.
It's my fault too: I play a hermit's role
Of cars and stages, wages, supersoul,
Hardly ever seem to get outside these days.
So, dear friends, as we grow on we feel to grow away,
Can only live in the hope that some day
It will all return.
It's so easy to slip away...
(Susie is Susan Penhaligon.)
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Post by marispiper on Nov 17, 2016 14:59:45 GMT
^^^ Cor...that was too sad 😧
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Post by aubrey on Nov 17, 2016 16:09:38 GMT
This is the song that went before it, melancholic more than sad (I don't know what the film is edit Tarkovsky - oddly, I was thinking Solaris as I watched it, the end of it anyway) - West is Mike and Susie...(they're in contact on Twitter, at least Peter and Susie are ) |
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Post by marispiper on Nov 17, 2016 17:02:01 GMT
^^^ Did you see them live? I did, I think it might've been at The Marquee. Not really my thing but it was the (then) boyfriend's...
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Post by aubrey on Nov 17, 2016 17:12:25 GMT
Only since their reunion* - they've just released what may be their last LP.
*I did at Reading one year - 1976 but I didn't know anything about them then and was more concerned with keeping dry than anything. I remember Still Life, but only because of the words of the semi-spoken bit -
breathing, eating, defecating,
Screwing, drinking,
Spewing, sleeping, sinking ever down and down
And ultimately passing away time
Which no longer has any meaning
I think they - and him - are the best, though. He's playing at the Oto café in Hackney in March, but I didn't know and it's too late now.
If you saw them at the Marquee, it might have been what eventually came out on Vital, really bass and drum heavy, Hammill's voice giving out towards the end, and extreme all the way through - much, much heavier than and mere metal group. They're like some great beast, dragging themselves along behind the drums - it's wonderful stuff. A bit much for a first time, though. D)
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