Like the road to hell, I started out on this Bloganuary exercise (don’t call it a bloody ‘journey”: if you’re not physically moving from one place to another it is categorically NOT a journey) with good intentions. I managed the first three days fairly straightforwardly, but for some reason I never got the email prompt…
Today’s Bloganuary prompt certainly offers a broad spectrum of potential responses. At the most pedantic level, think about all those silver-laden Spanish ships that sank on their way back to Spain from South America. Or, going even further back, the hapless King John’s baggage train getting lost in The Wash. Still earlier in history, there…
When you get to my age, there’s a tendency for actual memories to metamorphose into mere shadows of their former selves. Thus it is that I can remember what my earliest memory is, but now it’s an indirect recollection rather than something, the details of which I can still recall clearly at first hand, so…
It’s that time of year again, so I’m going to try and grumble my way through another month of totally unnecessary and entirely self-inflicted mental torture by participating in the annual WordPress Bloganuary challenge. So, how am I brave? Well, putting myself through this again could be described as brave, I suppose. Brave or stupid.…
I thought I knew (roughly) what ‘garage music is or was – electronic dance music from the 1990s. And so it is, but fortunately I yet again reverted to the internet and felicitously discovered that it is not at all the same as ‘garage rock’, which is the theme for this week’s Song Lyric Sunday.…
This week’s theme for Song Lyric Sunday is ‘punk’. At least I didn’t have to resort to Google (other search engines are available) to determine what that was. In fact. punk was about the last musical ‘wave’ – for want of a better word – that really interested me. Come the late seventies, I had…
You know what they say: you can take the boy out of Liverpool, but you’ll never take Liverpool out of the boy. So, this week’s Song Lyric Sunday prompt of Mersey Beat is very much a home fixture for me. When I was eleven or twelve years old, I wanted to be Billy Fury. He…
Another confession this week, after admitting to my only hazy idea of what constituted Indy rock last time. When I saw that this week’s prompt was ‘power pop songs’ I thought perhaps Jim meant the kind of thing (not usually my thing) that is often referred to as a ‘power ballad’. Fortunately, however, I availed…
Confession time: when I saw that Jim’s theme for this week’s Song Lyric Sunday was Indy rock (or pop), I had to make sure that I really knew what it was. Of course I was familiar with the expression but a bit hazy on the details. 1980, after all, was getting pretty close to being…
When I saw a while ago that this week’s topic for Song Lyric Sunday was going to be Motown, I was immediately faced by a difficult choice between two obvious (for me, at any rate) candidates. I really couldn’t decide, so I was quite glad when Jim himself took first dibs on ‘You Can’t Hurry…
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