Yes, but, just look at those legs
The 'Quins players were in the tunnel
at Stade de Francais, making their way onto the pitch for the Friday night
game. BLISS was ignoring me, openly letching.
ME: Oy!
BLISS: What?
ME: [As Eddie Hitler] You little pervy.
[Honestly, with love and admiration – good taste!].
BLISS: [As some sort of world's leading
expert] but those legs...[swooney voice]...they're just so strong and
muscley.
Another sports fan.
Going Back Home
Wilko Johnson hasn't long left to live.
He's made a stonking raw blusey album with Roger Daltry, Going
Back Home.
Here's the title song:
Here's the Dr Feelgood original:
Get a copy, get your best headphones
on, crank up the volume, and the bass, and...well...just crank
everything up to the maximum, and carry out this health check (who
says I'm a medical idiot, I'm the originator of the Going Back Home
living or dead test):
The Wilko / Daltry version: you will
mime, in order, the guitar, drums, bass, harmonica, then grab
something resembing a mike and start singing.
The Dr Feelgood version: you will mime
the above in the same order but without the harmonica.
Or:
A) You're dead.
B) You're deaf.
C) You don't have any rock 'n' roll in
you at all (like, you're a junior minister for something, or a great
admirer of Margaret Thatcher and William Hague, or you read the Daily
Mail, or you mostly listen to Radio 4...oh...er...ignore that last
one).
The 2014 version has much more bass
thump, more modern whack between the shoulder-blades. That
chest-rumble you almost expect (My Morning Jacket), until it's ramped
up to another level altogether (Animal Collective).
The original is lighter on the
eardrums, unadjusted, but when cranked up to equivalent levels...that
longer drum intro, that longer harmonica solo...
Rather dismissively, Wikipedia
describes Dr Feelgood as “a pub band”. Maybe it's because they're
the ultimate dad-dance outfit, and I'm a certain age, but they're a
pub band like Bon Jovi are a stadium band, like The Wailers were a
reggae band, like James Joyce could write a bit. They were (are) the
best at what they did (do). Brackets? They're still going like that
broom with three new handles and six new heads: no original members
continue, but the band's still going, and they play an annual
celebration back home in Canvey Island every year, proceeds to the
charity supported by the family of Lee Brilleaux.
Give them a go, they're incredible.
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