My Music Lexicon: F is for Fury (and The Faces)

When I was eleven or twelve years old, I wanted to be Billy Fury. He could sing, he was handsome, he made the girls scream. It was a very competitive field, British male soloists back then. Let’s be honest, everyone wanted to be the British Elvis. There’s no doubt that the top dog was Cliff…

A First Time For Everything – Even Repeats

Consider the statement “I must be getting lazy in my old age”. A close reading suggests that there are at least two areas of ambiguity here: Firstly, ‘getting lazy’ implies that I’m not already. That flies in the face of both conventional wisdom and empirical evidence. Secondly, ‘in my old age’ suggests that old age…

Song Lyric Sunday: Respect – ‘Do Right To Me Baby’

“Don’t wanna treat nobody like they was dirt” Hard to believe that I’ve been participating in Helen Espinosa’s Song Lyric Sunday at This Thing Called Life One Word At A Time for over four months and not yet put up something by Bob Dylan. Well, today’s the day we make it right. This week’s theme…

My Music Lexicon: E is for Eclection (and ELP)

Got to be honest, ‘E’ hasn’t proved to be the easiest instalment of My Music Lexicon. It’s not a completely fallow field, of course, but I’m trying to keep it honest so resisted the temptation to feign much interest in Echo and The Bunnymen, the Eurhythmics or even The Eagles. `However, this exercise is meant…

Easier said than done

Without a word of a lie, you could have knocked me down with a feather on that dark and stormy night when I saw this in WordPress” ‘365 Days of Writing Prompts’: “Cliché. Clichés become clichés for a reason. Tell us about the last time a bird in the hand was worth two in the…