Well, there were further thoughts from a small folk festival, only I haven't had time to write them down. First I was busy thinking them, then driving down, then at work, then
broadmeadow and I went to a peculiarly imaginative quiz last night, run by a friend of his.
They may get written up at some point. Or maybe not. However, to be going on with:
Things I learnt from listening to folk songs[*] this weekend:
[*] Where a "folk song" is defined as something I heard someone sing in a place notionally called a folk club.
In other news, thanks to my lovely parents and the lovely DaveT (who renovated it for me), I'm now the proud owner of an English concertina. Yay :)
Now all I have to do is learn to play it, of course.
They may get written up at some point. Or maybe not. However, to be going on with:
Things I learnt from listening to folk songs[*] this weekend:
- Any broken-down race horse running at fantastically long odds will come in first.
- Women can't be trusted.
- Men can't be trusted either.
- Things used to be better.
- Things will be better tomorrow.
- Seven (long) years is enough to render the love of your life unrecognisable.
- Gentlemen: if you meet a woman who is crying on account of her love being lost at sea/killed in battle/otherwise missing, the correct course of action is immediately to propose marriage. This may result in felicitous domestic bliss, or the lady spontaneously committing suicide.
- Cocaine's for horses but it ain't for men.
- Black socks never get dirty.
- It's difficult to catch an excited sort of beetle you've mistaken for a match.
- A shark in the garden pond will cure your wife of reading Dennis Wheatley novels.
- Seemingly blameless activities like hunting for black hares, catching birds, or sitting side by side in assorted forms of agricultural transport can result in pregnancy.
- Bosses are bastards.
- You can't break the faith of a Tolpuddle man.
[*] Where a "folk song" is defined as something I heard someone sing in a place notionally called a folk club.
In other news, thanks to my lovely parents and the lovely DaveT (who renovated it for me), I'm now the proud owner of an English concertina. Yay :)
Now all I have to do is learn to play it, of course.
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Date: 2004-03-23 05:30 am (UTC)Any further gems of advice welcome.
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Date: 2004-03-23 05:34 am (UTC)Do you really want me to?
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Date: 2004-03-23 06:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-23 06:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-23 06:25 am (UTC)Besides, I think you've rather missed the point. That's a bad joke based on a pun from a song; I was after things which genuinely appeared in the lyrics of songs.
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Date: 2004-03-23 06:26 am (UTC)