Friday January 31st 2020

EmCee made it clear from the start that with only 3 hours of EU membership remaining, no one was to mention the “B” word and we pretty much managed it. With few injury problems tonight, he was able to choose from almost a full squad. The one exception was Mr. West who was either in Dublin seeking political asylum and an Irish passport or chairing the AGM of the Flat Earth Society (as mentioned in last week’s blog) held in Los Angeles (perilously close to the edge). Here is a photo of December’s lunar eclipse posted by the FES.

Alun was greeted by one of the loudest receptions ever heard at Tynewydd (taking the piss); his set included last week’s request “Ride On” and Mike Hand’s “Pilot Whale”. In my list of “People who have enriched my Life”, Mike would be in there; still much missed.

Mike Hawkins sang his Scottish songs from last week if he’d been there, if you follow my drift. Still too Anglicised, Mike! Good to see Sheila back, even if she could only clap with one hand.

Brian had obviously spent too much time in front of the mirror choosing his outfit for tonight, but, to be fair, really cut a dash.

In his first song, “The Bald Poachers” obviously didn’t need a haircut. Neither did Rick, who’d had a  half metre slashed off his barnet this week and was looking all the better for it.

A couple from me passed without any major cock ups (or highlights) as we all anticipated Jeffrey’s return.

I’d heard the gag before, but some hadn’t. “You are my Sunshine” would probably never get on to Brian or Adrian’s list, but is always good for singing along to.(It’s a prepositional verb, get off my back before you all start).

With a full list to get through, EmCee was forced to bring T Gwyn on before half time. Tonight he gave us Dylan Thomas’s “Poem in October” and a rare poem-with-a-chorus, “Home James and don’t spare the horses”, containing the wonderful line “…she wore a rat in her hair”.

During the break, EmCee drew next week’s request – Jeff to sing “I’ll be your baby tonight”, so get practising your harmonies. Always a winner. The request box is starting to empty, so keep putting ’em in.

Rick had a superb gag, which was a bit too subtle for many and some jug band music.Another few inches off wouldn’t have gone amiss.

While Geoff Durno was adjusting the mic to accommodate his towering height, the audience were screaming out as his guitar, leaning against the backdrop curtain, fell to the floor. It would have been ok if he’d had the carbon fibre job, but tonight he’d brought his baby Lowden (best part of 3 grand’s worth I’d guess) made from the finest Irish 3-ply.

Unfazed, he sang “Lady of Antwerp” (that’s a place in the EU) and a John Prine number, separated by the tune “Planxty Irwin”, which still sounded lovely despite the splinters sticking out from the back of his guitar. He reckoned the tune was the equivalent of someone else doing a short stick dance every week. Fair enough, I suppose.

Jim the fiddle hasn’t been to see us for a while. Lacking the physical attributes of our fiddle player from last week (I’m still waiting on the promise), he nevertheless turned in a creditable performance of Scottish tunes.

After last week’s debacle, EmCee double checked the time remaining, divided it by the number of turns and said “One each, no twiddlin’ knobs or jokes (especially no knob jokes). PERFECT TIMING!

There’s a Committee meeting in a week and a half – if you’ve anything to raise see someone next Friday.

Special mention has to go to Rick for his no-holds-barred rendition of “South Australia”, but AWR and myself decided that you were going to get Mike as track of the week. I will never tire of hearing this.


2 Responses to “Friday January 31st 2020”

  1. Andrew the Younger Says:

    Home James… (the phrase,not the song) is anecdotally attributed to Queen Victoria. Apparently her coachman was James Darling and she was adamant she wasn’t going to call him Darling, so used his Christian name, breaking with the custom of addressing servants by their surnames.
    The lyrics for T Gwyn’s version were by Frank Hillebrand.

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