Questions Game

I don't really know- I rarely take my own music off to try to find out.

What Eagles stuff do you like?

I suppose we must have. Everybody else has so we probably do.

Who owns them?

Spendius- get with the program. What or who are you talking about?

(Aidan just ignore him, just arrived home from the pub, totally off the planet)

Have been reading the thread and like your and Mathos choices of music.

I love flamenco music and my favourite exponents ar Armik and Ottmar Liebert, have you ever heard of them and their music?

No, but I'm always open to new musical experiences. I'll look them up- I tend to like Latin flavored music.

Is there a particular culture/music with which you feel an affinity?

When in the Australian bush I love to sit down and listen to the local aboriginals perform their music on instruments totally unknown in the western world. Their 'music' is like a constant drone but fascinating when played well. White men don't often get to see or hear them in action, but I've had the privilege of watching them several times. The Australian Aboriginal people developed three musical instruments ­ the didjeridu, the bullroarer, and the gum-leaf. Most well known is the didjeridu, a simple wooden tube blown with the lips like a trumpet, which gains its sonic flexibility from controllable resonances of the player's vocal tract. The bull-roarer is a simple wooden slat whirled in a circle on the end of a cord so that it rotates about its axis and produces a pulsating low-pitched roar. The gum-leaf, as the name suggests, is a tree leaf, held against the lips and blown so as to act as a vibrating valve with "blown-open" configuration. Originally intended to imitate bird-calls, the gum-leaf can also be used to play tunes. Try and find examples on the Internet of this type of music and you will hear something totally new!

Do you like Irish folk music?

No. I'm a gum-leaf fanatic personally.

What does Irish folk music do for you?

It makes me get up and jigaboo like I've got bloody ants in my pants.


Do you think The Riverdance and Michael Flatley introduced a new spectre to the world of entertainment in general?

Nah. After the chariot racing and gladitorial combat it's been downhill all the way. The can-can wasn't bad. Since then it's basically been pandering to the lower-middle class ego. The visceral element has vanished.

Isn't My Way one God-awful song?

"My Way" sung by Frank Sinatra, who was arguably the most important popular music figure of the 20th century, was a hit in 1965. I think it is a great song.

Who do you think was the better singer Frank Sinatra or Bing Crosby?

Personally I'd give it Frank, but Bing was pleasant to listen to.


Isn't Spendi aware that there are millions of awful songs, always have been, but if one line or a few words attract the masses in one form or another the song makes millions and that is all there is to it: Don't you remember that number one of Lonnie Donegans, 'Does your chewing gum loose it's flavour on the bed-post overnight?'


(I don't think it was 65 Dutchy, not by Frank anyhow, more like 69-70)

I would rather listen to-" Does your chewing gum loose it's flavour on the bed-post overnight?" than the whole lot of Bing and Frank. In fact I might prefer to wear sackcloth and ashes long-johns as well.



But I'm not a philistine. I know who the philistines are from these word-game threads and you're only in about fifth place Mathos. So there's a glimmer of hope.

Dylan had Frank looking worried when he sang Restless Farwell at his sending off party. Dylan probably had the dying King of the Gypsies he had met in his rampancy through the South of France in mind.

A rampancy like that is what you might call a proper holiday. Frank went for "dames". The big brown eyes glinting in the moonlight were not on his agenda.

Whaddya think sport?

Of course he went for dames you noggin, he was a rampant seducer from all accounts and mixed up with the mob too.

Zimmerman, might just be a little bit on the gay side in my book, he does keep his hair long, just like a woman, and he never cracked any of those real beauties on the scene, just like a woman. A few years back he stormed out of the Midland hotel in Manchester because Michael Barrymore had his favourite room just like a woman. (What was Barrymoor doing there, waiting for Zimmerman? Makes you think a little bit Spendi.

At the end of the day you gormless oink, it has sweet sod all to do with anything except getting the quids and dollars off the punters. The Philistines are upon you, and you'll never be a Samson, will you Delilah?

I sure won't ever let a woman get me in a predicament like Samson was got into.

One might understand not wishing to be in the same room that Mr B had spent the previous night in. What is womanly about that? It's perfectly natural. And were you present? You seem to think that you having read in the papers that he "stormed" out is proof that he did actually "storm" out. Thus your fantasy is a paper bag with not even a spoonful of sugar in it. And the "reporter" knows that philistines like words like "stormed" in their morning mental exercises in preparation for when they run the world and he feeds your needs. Which is to have some factoids at your disposal to make empty paper bags with. Joan Collins has "stormed" off Concorde more times than I remember. And out of the VIP lounge. JOANIE FURIOUS WITH H.M.CUSTOMS sells papers.

Mr Dylan does not cut his hair because he says it then grows inwards to avoid the scissors and turns you into a philistine. Something like that. What's womanly about that? Women are always having their hair cut. It keeps them weak as Samson proved.

Bob's all bloke.



is a very ladylike way of phrasing such a delicate sentiment?

I'll bet you've used aftershave Mathos. I'd bet on it. And shaved you face to make it all soft and gentle to receive caresses the better.

Of course I use after-shave, I use the best too, Givenchi, splash it on all over.

Gone through those stages in life that normal men grow out of too, like not having a hair cut or shaving for a couple of years. It's a little bit like hiding something you know. Plus theres the problem with the chicken soup dripping on the beard and the ants nesting in it when your doing a jungle trek. You know the feeling surely? Then we need to think of the hairdressers they need to make a living, if we all went round without shaving or having our scruffy locks trimmed what would those poor buggers do? You don't want my tax bill increasing do you, just so you can walk about like a bloody tramp, trying to be a clone of Zimmerman? He did storm off, I spoke to a staff member about three months after the event and he was livid, he was then driven to Preston or in the Preston area and booked in a hotel around there. Big soft cry-baby.

As for Joannie, she's a bitch. Who cares!

I care. The fortunes of "The Bitch" are not a low priority.

Wasn't she so out-of-date in Footballer's Wives though?

I can't believe you watch Footballer's Wives-I love it though- it kind of reminds me or when I watched Martha Stewart's life story on this made for tv movie and it was really kind of funny and over the top- almost camped up- and I wanted to tell someone about it, but I was too embarrassed to say I watched it and then this very proper, urbane history teacher I worked with mentioned in passing that he had watched it and enjoyed it- and I got this whole new view of him and actually respected him more for having at least some human tendencies.

I don't think Bob is gay. I think he's just a one-woman type of man. Or he respects his relationships enough to keep them private.


Are you the type of person who secretly rejoices when others who've had pretty smooth sailing financially- suddenly hit a rought spot?

No way Aidan, I despise people with that sort of mentality as well. I know what it be like to sail close to the wind in business. OK you have to be prepared to take the rough with the smooth, that's life in general.

I have seen people who rejoice though when previously successful people fall by the way-side. Personally I think they are sick, how can anyone justify rejoicing in anothers downfall?

(Footballers wives, your going to be telling me you watch Coronation Street next, I'm surprised at you young lady, not idiot brains though, I imagine he would be content to watch the BBC test card and tele-tubbies.)

I didn't mean that I love footballers wives- I meant I loved the fact that literary snobby pants Spendius watches it. Are you kidding me? I'd never sink as low as that . Besides I don't have a choice- I don't have tv- so I've never seen coronation street or eastenders either or richard and judy or any of the other stuff I read about in HELLO!.
I did watch the Jeremy Kyle show and Tricia though one morning on vacation when it was raining and I was waiting for it to stop.

I thought they both exhibited a little more class and common sense than their American counterparts.


Do you ever read HELLO!?

I nick the odd scan through it every now and then, my wife likes it along with Tatler and some other comical magazines, I like the County monthly's to be honest, Lancashire Life being my favourite, I was actually in it once!



I'm with you all the way on the telly scene, I would throw mine out except for the football and boxing coverage which is excellent, other sports too. I also like the documentaries, they educate me in the manner I like to be educated.


Do you evere go to the cinema, if so, what type of films do you like to watch?