jamesg1213

An example...Fray Bentos Pie for dinner, always a winner.

Makes a lot of sense if you grew up in the UK during the '60's & '70's.  

Perfect sense, also features in Al Stewart's 1969 song "Ballad of Mary Foster"
 
Works 'til pay-time, through the day-time, then comes home for tea
Steak and kidney, then with Sydney to his club and feels free.

Now - they have Fray Bentos pies in the convenience store close to where I am staying in Dubai, Maybe I should pay the rather exorbatant asking price an have one for dinner one night? Or is this one thing best left to memory?

Hi,
The best of them all!
 
And it's best heard with all the sound effects! And visual ideas!)
 
(Orchestral intro)
Tenor: There's a song that I recall
My mother sang to me.
Spriggs (off): Oh! (a sigh)
Tenor: She sang it as she tucked me in
When I was ninety-three.
(harp plays a rising chord...)
Spriggs: I diddle, I. Who was that bum?
Bluebottle + Spriggs:
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong iddle I po,
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong ying tong (bluebottle drops behind)
Ying tong iddle I po
Spriggs: Keep lad up. Keep.
Bluebottle: Keep up lad up.
Both: Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong iddle I po
Spriggs: lad
Both: Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong iddle I po (lad)
Iddle I po (lad)
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong (Spriggs: iddle) (Bluebottle: ying tong)
Ying tong iddle I po
Ying tong ying tong iddle
Bluebottle (spoken):
Ying tong iddle I po!
(short raspberry, Secombe)
Both: Oh!
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong iddle I po
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong iddle I po
Iddle I po!
(trumpet bit)
Bluebottle:
Ying. Ying tongy tongy.
Ying tong iddle I po.
Ying tong iddle I po.
(Secombe under this: What a lovely lovely boy!)
(or Secombe under this: What a lovely melody devine!)
Ying ying ying tongy tongy.
(Milligan: Get out the rifle, sir.)
(or Milligan: Get off the record.)
Yeeeng.
Ying tong ying tong d'gy-n'o.
Ying tong d'ga.
(Secombe: Get away.)
D'g d'g d'ga.
Ying tong iddle I po.
Seagoon:Hear that crazy rhythm
Driving me insane.
Strike your partner on the bonce (bonk?).
(thump)
Eccles: Ooh. I felt no pain.
(Seagoon screeches)
Seagoon, Bluebottle and Eccles:
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong ying tong
Ying...
(harp chord rises)
Soprano: Take me back to Vienna....
(Raspberry section, probably Milligan)
Bloodnok: Ohhhhh!
Eccles: Oh!
(harp chord)
Soprano: Take me back to Vienna, where the....
(crash!)
Seagoon, Spriggs and Bluebottle (far off):
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong iddle I po
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong iddle I po
(mad dash to foreground)
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong iddle I po
(Spriggs: where's he going lad?)
(BB: I don't know)
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong iddle I po
Seagoon: LOOK OUT!
(cry from Bluebottle)
(mad dash to distance)
(hastily)
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong iddle I po
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong iddle I po
(dash to foreground)
Ying tong...
(whine of bomb dropping, explosion)
Double speed, but same tempo, Goons:
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong iddle I po
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong iddle I po
Iddle I po.
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong iddle I po
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong iddle I po
Iddle I po.
One: Ying! Tongy tongy tongy.
Yiddy diddy diddy da daaa. Ying diddy.
Ying tong diddle. Yiddada boo.
(rhythmic thigh slapping, raspberry)
All Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong iddle
Ying tong iddle I po
Ying tong ying tong
Ying tong iddle I po
Iddle I po.
Eccles: Whoooooh!

Hi,

One more song ... the one that I would like to promote to theme for this board. However, a serious warning ... the ladies might not like this, and the guys might take offense that their beloved metronomes are so badly insulted and handled.

The divine melodee is called ... "Our Song". And it was done by Roger Waters and Ron Geesin, and if you never heard it ... too bad! If you have, I'm sure that you will agree that it fits a lot of the writings in this board, and thus the editorial.

But it has an excellent function ... as Vivian Stanshall used to say in a song called "The Strain" ... on his last line ... "I was really full of ____"

Sorry ... couldn't help it ... you want silly? Let's get cereal!

Rimshot


The old Oscar Mayer song...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aNddW2xmZp8

The smell of it when the wind shifts in the wrong direction ... is more unpleasant than pulp, or, ... errrr ... the bathroom sometimes! That was one thing we remember Madison, for, btw!

Any of THESE?????

I think I may have posted these lyrics once in another thread here.  It's from one of my all-time-favorite Tom Waits songs.
 
Well the smart money's on Harlow and the moon is in the street
And the shadow boys are breaking all the laws
And you're east of East Saint Louis and the wind is making speeches
And the rain sounds like a round of applause
 
And Napoleon is weeping in a carnival saloon
His invisible fiancee's in the mirror
And the band is going home, it's raining hammers, it's raining nails
And it's true there's nothing left for him down here
 
And it's time time time, and it's time time time
And it's time time time that you love
And it's time time time
 
And they all pretend they're orphans and their memory's like a train
You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away
And the things you can't remember tell the things you can't forget
That history puts a saint in every dream
 
Well she said she'd stick around until the bandages came off
But these mama's boys just don't know when to quit
And Mathilda asks the sailors "Are those dreams or are those prayers?"
So close your eyes, son, and this won't hurt a bit
 
Oh it's time time time, and it's time time time
And it's time time time that you love
And it's time time time
 
Well things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
The boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the street
And when they're on a roll she pulls a razor from her boot
And a thousand pigeons fall around her feet
 
So put a candle in the window and a kiss upon his lips
As the dish outside the window fills with rain
Just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
And pay the fiddler off 'til I come back again
 
Oh it's time time time, and it's time time time
And it's time time time that you love
And it's time time time
And it's time time time, and it's time time time
And it's time time time that you love
And it's time time time

Moshkiae

bapu


Any of THESE?????

Hmmm ... I'm not sure that any of these pieces by the CHB are ... actually ... meaningless. I rather think there are in-jokes left and right in the middle of what might be a story or not.
 
All in all, I do not look at any music, or words in any opera or music, as something that is supposed to mean something. The minute you do that someone will say you're wrong because it is supposed to be about something else!
 
And the confusion only gets worse!
 
The CHB is like ... Winchester Cathedral ... if you have to ask, you're not cool, or fun! And as the old joke used to say ... you need to get stoned!

 
Cooooool!!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I think