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I had cheese, biscuits and grapes. Guess the tune now on an endless loop in my cranium…
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“Les Bicyclettes de Belsize”
No? Oh well it was worth a punt
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I had cheese, biscuits and grapes. Guess the tune now on an endless loop in my cranium…
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“Les Bicyclettes de Belsize”
No? Oh well it was worth a punt
“Young, Gifted and Black”, in fact…
What, not Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves? Oh well.
I’m praying for rain in California
So the grapes can grow and they can make more wine
And I’m sitting in a honky in Chicago
With a broken heart and a woman on my mind
Go on then… Name That Tune?
Albert. That’s a lovely name for a tune.
Yus. Tis. Easy to remember as well.
Li’l old wine…
That will be the earworm for the evening…
Carinthia.xx
But it is a nice fairly quiet and relaxing earworm. Lull it to sleep with a vodka.
Hope you feel better tomorrow.
Mr C used to sing it
I’m sure that it will be on the cassettes labelled ‘Travelling Music, or Dad’s Hits’. These were shaky, home-made compilations which we used to sing along to whilst driving the 1000 miles to Carinthia.
We must have looked like lunatics to the uninitiated!
Carinthia.xx
Seeing as how you is poorly, I will refrain…
I always thought Dean Martin was a better singer than he thought he was. Good for singalongs. A nice mid range.
Is “refrain” the best word to use here?
If it’s alright with you, I shall refrain from comment.
Mr C & The Lad ( my Stepson) were very fond of Dino . Many of our Austrian friends are mad about Frank Sinatra - known there as ‘Frenkie- Boy’, but they like ‘My Way’, & it gets on my nerves after a while
Well, yes, Gus
That & our insistence on having cars with the steering wheel on the wrong side marked us out somewhat…
Carinthia.xx
oh yes. Chosen with care, it was.
How much of a while? Mr Gus would start frothing dangerously (CAP levels of ‘dangerously’, that was another bugbear) after about 15 seconds.
Well
Yerss…
Carinthia.xx
A big enough hammer would fix that.
I always preferred I Was Born Under A Wand’rin’ Star and also loved the story about how Lee Marvin reacted to having won a Gold Record for it. As a result of this surprise win, someone who had got an interview with him at his house asked him whether, now he’d leapt to pop stardom, he would be making more records, and he smiled and said, “Son, nobody needs more than one beermat,” and gestured down at the table. And the interviewer saw that was what he was using it for.
Ha
That song has also been much sung on a Campsite in Carinthia, with Mr C & our friend Karl ‘oiling’ their bass voices for a good first note…
Carinthia.xx