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Mine are
UK : Shakin’ All Over - Johnny Kidd and The Pirates ( which I am very happy about and remember trying to kick my way out for a dance and a strum.)
US : I’m Sorry - Brenda Lee ( No idea !!!)
Aus : Just A Closer Walk With Thee – Jimmie Rodgers ( Nooooo !!)
All seem very apt for that wet and dry experience.
Hey Phil,
We should have swopped - herself loves tulips.
Nice pome !
I was looking for something new to say about NYE and wrote down a lot of "what ifs". This is the one that made it through
The Wrong Side of New Year's Eve.
I'm sitting on the wrong side of new years eve
Sitting spitting tacks, cause it's hard to believe
That the party you pooped was mine - it was mine.
I should be lying here, drunk and disorderly
instead of wingeing and cursing patheticly,
For the party you pooped was mine - it was mine.
Where is your honour, your sense of what's right
You left it in that harvard hotel overnight.
Yes the party you pooped was mine - it was mine.
I'm sitting on the wrong side of new years eve
Sitting spitting tacks, cause it's hard to believe
That the party you pooped was mine - it was mine.
I'll call up a demon, using your name
Make it make mischief and get you the blame
Cause the party you pooped was mine - it was mine.
Worse, I'll call Leon and order you blow
And leave a little message so the keystone cops know
For the party you pooped was mine - it was mine.
I'm sitting on the wrong side of new years eve
Sitting spitting tacks, cause it's hard to believe
That the party you pooped was mine - it was mine.
I will remember every last slight
And it's no excuse saying to me you were tight
For the party you pooped was mine - it was mine.
And I'll dig out a vengeance so big it will awe
And I'll kill it on the table in front of you all
Then the party you poop won't be mine - won't be mine.
Then the party you poop won't be mine.
I think that even Johnny Rotten would admit that he died early.
This is his latest project - advertising butter - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7mSE-Iy_tFY .
Must say that I only play the songs that I hear recorded. Phil Williams kind of shocked me into trying to write my own when he added music to a poem I'd written.
Hi,
Ahh - pet names - doh ! Thought it had something to do with the cartoon character.
Yes, I have dreamt up some really stupid pet names and had some really stupid pet names thought up for me ! We should get Doc Phil to run a thread on it.
Daddycool,
Don't know how you can drink that black stuff ( which is difficult for an Irishman to admit !).
I know what you mean. I've watched young-uns do the same. I've had to clean up after them and no-one has said nothing the next day. I just hope that they learn, like I learned - that Bushmills and beer complement each other only when you're drinking a pint of water for every pint. And may you too, sir, . . . stay cool - go easy, step lightly, stay free . . .
Thanks for the comments.
I'd looked at what I'd been writing lately and thought "It's all getting very serious." So this was the remedy !
A very simple song - think Pogues or Dubliners.
For those that don't know, poteen ( pronounced "potcheen" ) is illicitly distilled irish whiskey.
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Hi,
Great stuff. I can hear that lead guitar getting angrier and angrier for you.
Magoo ?
Careful with the chromatic harpoons if you have herbiage around the mouth - as some of us do.
Using the chromatic slide can trap a tendrill or two and you can either wrench the hairs out of your 'tasche or be left with a half pound of harmonica swining from your lip.
Hi Stu,
Strong imagery, well done.
Those of us who went through NI in the 60's, 70', 80's etc know that you used the right word. SLF's "Waste My Life" was very true.
Aah,
" sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite".
We added "If they bite, squeeze 'em tight, they won't be back tomorrow night." From the days when kids would sleep five to a bed, I presume.
Telling kids bedtime stories was one of my great joys. One year we had a series of head melting stories starring Dorothy, Toto, Scooby Doo and Shaggy, and a seriously strange egyptian mummy called Timbo. The baddies of course were the witches. I remember one story ended at the mummy olympics when the mummies took their heads off and used them as bowls in ten pin bowling.
Have to agree, the finish looks a bit - well - french.
I know it's the wrong thread, but talking of dream guitars, I was passing the local pawn yesterday. They usually specialise in thrash electrics and U shaped 12 strings, but there in the window was a D28. It walked all the way from Nazareth on its own . . .
Hi,
No - it's not going to turn into a seven book Harry potter-like series, but here's the latest. I almost have the tune set for this one, but I'm still struggling with the tune for the first one.
Disentangle Yourself
Disentangle yourself, if you can,
From Rebecca.
Your hand's too high on her thigh,
Can you try to respect her.
If she did it to you,
You would cast her aside.
It's those old double standards
I find hard to abide.
Chorus
Disentangle yourself,
Unwrap and unwind
Let the heavy cares of daylight
fall down by your side
For the night brings it's changes
And it's changeling disrobes,
Fits a new face for evening,
And chooses new clothes.
I don't understand a woman like
you
Long legs and high cheek bones
Edgey clothes and cool shoes,
But you're hurting your lover
See the strain on her face,
She asks you to stop
But you double the pace.
Chorus
Rebecca's my friend, and I know
my friends say
That leaving her alone
Is always the best way.
But if she so much as whimpers
I'll cut you no slack,
I'll be in through the door
And knock you on your back.
Chorus
Then Rebecca appears like a goddess
In glory
A glass in her hand
And a whole different story
She loves you by God,
Your her woman who pleases
she just can't get enough
Of your half-hurting teases.
Chorus
Who's the fool? who's the fool
for caring?
A better placed worry
Would ignore these imaginings.
But my eye is still green
There's still something stirring
I haven't forgiven,
I'm just in need of forgiving.
Chorus
If both of you weren't one, I'd want
You both.
As it is I'm pretending
I've blown you both off
If I linger here longing
I'll never get straight,
But my love stops me leaving
So the leaving can wait.
Chorus
Hi Headcase.
Yes, it's on the NHS. My audiology appts are in the City, but Ulster should do it too. They just plug the H aid into the computer and change the system. My H aids seem to go through about one battery every three weeks, but I usually take them out for most of the time when I get home from work and at the weekend, so it's hard to tell.
My kids throw pillows at me when I don't hear something they've said!
Allabest !
Hi Russell,
Check it out. Before I had them re-programmed, my H aids would chirp when they received certail frequencies.
Interestingly the big difference is with the guitar. My mandolin play hasn't been effected by it in the same way ( I play Irish trad ( single line melody) only on the mandolin), so it must be something to do with harmony.
We had a discussion a while back about hearing aids and hearing loss. I use hearing aids and had mentioned that an audiologist friend of mine had told me that I could get a programme for my digital H aids that was specially set up for music.
Well, I asked when I had my last appointment and they set it up for me. According to the audiologist the actual programme could be improved as it still focusses on the speech range, rather than including all overtones etc that appear in playing music - so there's more work needed there.
Nevertheless, I have been working with these over the past few weeks - and the difference is amazing. There is a much greater range of sound. I am now picking up pitches that I was not hearing before. I have to assume that this is close to what people with perfect hearing are hearing. It has also meant me having to re-work my guitar playing, suddenly the higher register is more shrill and I am having to dampen strings I would previously have let ring.
So my recommendation for anyone with a guitar addiction and using digital H aids is to ask for a music programme to be added. I replaced my T-loop setting with the music setting and it has made a real difference.
There are millions of these around Belfast, and people have written many books collecting them.
When saying someone was forgetful, my grandmother would say they had " a head like a hanky ball."
Expressing doubt about the veracity of a companion's last statement, you would say "Yer heads a marley" - marley being a marble - as in the little glass balls that kids play with.
If someone asked you the time, but you had no watch on, you'd look at your wrist and say "Two hairs past a freckle".
If something was really good you'd say "You couldn't beat it with a big stick."
I recognise the "mankey", Jerome. It's originally from the French manque ( an e acute on the end there), meaning lost or done. There were a lot of Huguenots (French Protestants ) arrived in
Ireland after they were thrown out of France.
Thanks for the thread, UYK - and lang mae yer lumb reek !!! Maybe you should explain that one.
Thanks for the comments.
All hail to Russell and the rest of you who have the recording stuff off pat. I'll get there, but it's baby steps at the minute.
And what's this "older generation" business !!!
I met a very nice guy yesterday who told me his story. Some of it is here, some of it not, and I have added some to ease the pain.
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A very sad time for anyone who loves guitar music.
John Martyn died yesterday. This is him back in the 70's.
This is for anyone who's got the Family T Shirt.
The End of your Queue
Feel like I'm waiting,
Feel like I'm stuck
Waiting on your pleasure
And on old lady luck.
On the end of what seems a very long queue,
I'm waiting in line for a chance to talk to you,
Waiting on a chance to look you in the eye
Hold you, enfold you and then make you mine.
I'll be singing in the garden
In search of a smile
like the Spanish caballero
on this bottle of wine.
Ill be knocking on your door, girl,
I'll be fighting for space,
I'll trample the door down
Just to look in your face.
Can't you feel the tension?
Are you toying with me?
You know I'm waiting in the hallway,
Till you turn and see.
Put down the straighteners
There'll be time to fix your hair
Just give me this chance
And I'll leap up your stairs.
But with infants and teens
It's an impossible quest
They get the quality time
And I get what's left.
I tell you it's hard,
In this queue of one,
Just managing a kiss
Would be proof that I'd won.
The excitement of soccer depends upon team tactics and 0-0 can be a helluva game. The 'keeper for Manchester United just last week kept a record of 11 clean sheets - that's no goals past him in 990 minutes of play, so if you see that 0-0, then both keepers had good games.
I helped set up an American Football team in Belfast way back in the 80's. Channel Four had just started showing games back then and a crowd of us had been watching the games - as far as I remember the Redskins played the Raiders that year. We were well on by the time the game ended early Monday morning and we decided we were going to set up a team ( no playing for me though - rugby had already done for the cartilage in one knee, broken my only nose, and left me with a barometer for a shoulder - so I know what you're talking about UYK ).
I did the press work for it (which helped get me my first real job BTW ) and we ended up with 40 guys, one ball and no idea what to do with them. Thankfully the deputy US Consul appeared and another guy who was on a US christian mission to the heathen Irish (such as myself) and they took us in hand. The team was called the Belfast Blitzers and, after a while playing flag football, everybody got the gear and blood was let. I think the team eventually folded.
I remember starting on an F by playing a four string chord ( other people have said this on other threads).
Once you are able to play any chord without it buzzing, release the pressure on the string without moving your fingers away - hit the deadened strings - and then put the pressure back on the strings - hit - and repeat. That way you're building up muscle memory, which will make it easier to find the chord again without having to think about it and move individual fingers.
I still use this when I'm learning new chords. And I'm still learning new chord 35 years later - or maybe that's remembering one's I've forgotten.
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