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What a song. Just starting a book about it. Always reminds me of Sunday mornings in Bush Court, Shepherds Bush when mum and dad got control of the stereogram and our came Glen Campbell, Don Williams, Dubliners, Dublin City Ramblers, Foster and Allen.....
Trafalgar, mid '70's , lunch breaks from college in Lime Grove, strippers every lunchtime, remember a certain Jackie St Clair, always had a very protective Alsatian (canine) looking after her.
It was one of those little monkeys like in raiders of the lost ark, nasty little thing. When I say she was nuts. like a barrel of monkeys nuts, so was fitting she had one.
I remember she got married at some time, poor guy.
Presumably the book you're reading is the Dylan Jones one. I've just finished it. Very good innit.
Saw Glen Campbell at The Lowry, Salford on his farewell tour. He was starting to get ill with dementia at that time which is why it was his final tour. He had a few of his kids in his band, they were doing most of the chat between songs. He had someone doubling up with him on some of the big lead guitar moments too. But when he let loose on a solo he was amazing. And the voice was as big and bright as it ever was. One of his daughters Ashley is an amazing banjo player too.
I was lucky enough to see him on that tour as well. It was at the Royal Festival Hall (2012 - I think). A very good performance by him, certainly exceeding my expectations. There is a very good documentary "I'll be me", about his farewell lour dates in America and the impact of Alzheimer's on him and his family. I saw it on Sky Arts - well with a watch.
Amidst the W12 nostalgia lots of mentions of Midnight Cowboy & Everybody’s Talking. Like several of you it’s also one of my favourite films and songs. Came across this version recently ... amazing
It was one of those little monkeys like in raiders of the lost ark, nasty little thing. When I say she was nuts. like a barrel of monkeys nuts, so was fitting she had one.
I remember she got married at some time, poor guy.
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I remember a boss eyed girl who was off her tree from the flats. She chased me and snogged me behind some bushes once. Was that that Sharon?
Blimey, that brings back some memories. My old stomping ground as it was being built and The Mailcoach where i first bumped into QPRSteve, the lucky old sod.
Whichita Lineman related: I'm going to start that Dylan Jones book once i have finished Electric Eden. That's taking up my brain with Incredilble String band and Fairport Convention malarky.
I was lucky enough to see him on that tour as well. It was at the Royal Festival Hall (2012 - I think). A very good performance by him, certainly exceeding my expectations. There is a very good documentary "I'll be me", about his farewell lour dates in America and the impact of Alzheimer's on him and his family. I saw it on Sky Arts - well with a watch.
I was at the RFH gig too - superb night. Witchita Lineman is a superb song (and I backed the namesake horse to a win once)
Saw an evening with Jimmy Webb at the roundhouse last year, talks you through all the hits as he okays them
Done a Texas road trip a while back, Houston to Galveston to Corpus Christi to Austin (home of SRV) then back to poxy Houston. Remembering Galveston as an anti war song always interested me but Galveston when we got there reminded me of Bournemouth but a whole heap warmer, so we didn't hang around. Austin on the other hand was disgustingly fecking brilliant, Sixth street on a Friday and Saturday night is the home of live music, awesome bars, debauchery, drugs, exhibitionists and all manner of naughty things including odd balls and weirdo's and a then a bit more debauchery and bad looking MOFO motor cycle gangs. Sadly like a prat I never got to visit the SRV grave and pay my respects.
Galveston in my opinion is Campbell's finest song although I don't believe he wrote it alone.
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Jimmy Webb wrote Galveston. Campbell changed some of the lyrics to make the song sound less anti-war.
Webb's original lyrics: I'd go home if they would let me Put down this gun And go to Galveston.
Campbell's lyrics: While I watch the cannons flashing I clean my gun And dream of Galveston.
Very entertaining thread - something for everyone. I nearly got stuck in Morocco a couple of weeks ago - went off for the wife's annual birthday trip on the Friday - tricky times but everything had changed 200% by the Sunday morning.
Anyway, a few days later we're finally sitting on a 'rescue flight' on the last day flights were allowed out, and for some reason the only album my newish phone would play without signal was Witchita Lineman (Remastered).
We were on the tarmac for a good while so ended up listening to it 4 or 5 times. It's quality, no doubt about it, but the comedic value of Leaving the Straight Life Behind cannot be ignored. Kept me laughing. "Treatin the ladies to corn on the cob" - can't beat that, and the first line of the fifth stanza turns the insanity up a notch - 'ok Glen thanks for sharing that... '
Sometimes I imagine myself as a drifter A seeker of fortune, connoisseur of great wines Dashin' through meadows of yellow and green Tryin' to catch the impossible dream A-leavin' the straight life behind
Sometimes my thoughts found me way down in Mexico A-drinkin' tequila goin' out of my mind Havin' a ball on a couple 'a bob A-treatin' the ladies to corn on the cob A-leavin' the straight life behind
And suddenly all my silly thoughts disappear She comes to me softly with crackers and beer A-winkin' and blinkin' and blowin' my ear A-runnin' away with my mind
It's great to be in love, I'm not really thinkin' of A-leavin' the straight life behind I'm just playin' a game in my-why mind
Once in a while in my mind I go a-bummin' A-goin' nowhere, with no worry of time Runnin' along chasin' after a train Hummin' a song in the sun and the rain A-leavin' the straight life behind
I can just see me on a tropical island A-ridin' the surf and drinkin' coconut wine Havin' me fun with the girls in the sand Chasin' the sun through an innocent land A-leavin' the straight life behind
Suddenly all my silly thoughts disappear She comes to me softly with crackers and beer A-winkin' and blinkin' and blowin' my ear A-runnin' away with my mind
It's great to be in love, I'm not really thinkin' of A-leavin' the straight life behind I'm just playin' a game in my-why mind
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