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Ye Tale Of Brave Sir Moppalot
Ye Tale Of Brave Sir Moppalot
I wasn’t quite there yet
So this story is told second hand
Of the bravest and noblest knight
To ever gallop over this land
He was sitting quietly at home
When a neighbour just down the street
Knocked on the castle door
To advise him to get on his feet
A princess in need of his help
Had called out his name in the night
Be...
Sunday 17th May 2020 12:26 pm
C90
C90
Imagine
Carrying around two vinyl records
In a plastic case just four inch long
And half an inch wide
How good would that be?
Sitting
at a hi-tech record player
that lets you copy the sounds you hear
and with the subtle use of ‘PAUSE’
transfer onto a compilation tape.
Saturdays
Moving from format to format
The highlights of a dozen albums
...Friday 17th April 2020 2:28 pm
Down At The End Of Lonely Street
Down At The End Of Lonely Street
Sat in the Tupelo hardware store
Waiting for a buyer to arrive
A price tag hanging from my neck
Six dollars ninety five
When a woman and a scrawny kid
Come through the big glass door
Her name is Gladys the proprietor says
And they both look run down poor
It’s January nineteen forty six
Close to his birthday I’m told
He com...
Wednesday 17th April 2019 2:47 pm
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