It was not for nothing that (now Sir) Tom Jones sang about the Green, Green Grass of Home. Wales can be a very wet place (as you may have gathered from all the moss and lush looking fields in my previous post). So, as if to prove I’m not just a fair weather walker, here are few pictures, mainly of the Mawddach Trail (a former railway line) from Penmaenpool to Barmouth.
Please note that this post was scheduled well before the Coronavirus outbreak, so please don’t be offended by the title of the song… (I did think about swapping it for another song, but it is quite humorous in a ‘dark’ sort of way).
OK – some of you may be glad to know that this is the last in this series. (Hooray, I hear you cry). I know it’s not been that popular, but it has filled in some gaps, which I may well fill this coming year with some other random posts (yet to be determined).
Anyway, for my last song, it seemed appropriate to play this one by Just Jack, called the Day I Died. I had the pleasure of watching Just Jack live at the D Club in Lausanne some years ago. He introduced this as a ‘happy song’, so who am I to argue. Whatever, I think the lyrics and video are superb. (In case you didn’t know Just Jack (Allsop) appears at the end of the video, as the medic who shakes his head).
For my penultimate song, I’ve chosen another 80’s dance classic, this time by Shalamar. Hopefully it makes you feel good too. 😊
I think this is the third song on my list by Madonna. As I may have mentioned, I was a big fan… 😊
I guess many of you will have never heard of this jazz-funk band, called Shakatak, but I was a huge fan when I was younger. Still am I suppose. They were ‘big’ (at least in the UK and possibly Japan) in the 1980’s.
Only 4 more weeks to go after this one, (you may be glad to read), but this series wouldn’t be complete without this classic from George Benson. Despite listening to this song many, many times, I never have managed to sing or mimic that “duh, duh” guitar thing at the right time. It always seems to be in the wrong place to me, but it absolutely makes the song what it is, so it’s obviously perfectly placed. Enjoy!
I thought I’d get your week off to a happy-go-lucky start with this classic from Chic…
Everybody dance, ooooh, clap your hands, clap your hands… 👏👏
Have a great week!
You could never accuse the Swiss of not knowing how to throw a good party. Today was the last Sunday of the annual winter Carnival in the village, which starts every year on 6th January. (So that’s at least 7 weeks of celebration!) Today, the programme promised music and a procession of the main characters, namely the Peluches (who wear masks and sheepskins) and the Empaillés (who also wear masks and a rather large sacking ‘suit’ stuffed with straw). In addition several people attend wearing fancy dress and there’s a huge amount of confetti, either thrown, usually by the children, or cannoned out from the top of a bus… (See pic 18).
When I started this series I had thought about mentioning my favourite line or piece of music in each, but I decided against it, as I thought it might prove too difficult for some songs. With this one, however, it was a no brainer… The words “She dashed by me in painted on jeans” just conjures up an image which makes me smile every time. 😊 The saxophone solo is also a classic. What’s not to like?
Elton, the snowman that my brother and his 2 sons built on 28th December, is still ‘standing’. As you can see in the photos below, he’s a shadow of his former 6ft self (being only about 2 ft ‘tall’ now) and remains, defying gravity, bending over, almost impossibly, backwards.
Also, you may recall from my post on 27th January, that his head had melted away, but, remarkably, a new one seems to have appeared. It’s held on by the slenderest of threads to the body but is supported by a short column of ice. He’s now 47 days old, so if he’s still there on Saturday, I think we should celebrate. 😊