Last year I produced two printed versions - a black and white and a coloured one Both began with the first post dated Saturday August 24th 2014 and ended with MANY THANKS VICKI BRAGAN which was posted on Saturday September 12th 2015
Their initial usefulness was as a back up of the site There was material on the blog which I thought might be included in a book about the songs and the experiences which had led to, and then influenced, the writing of them
The newly proposed ebook would fulfil a different role It would be bundled up with the list of released material under which the 'smudged line' was being drawn It would also begin on Saturday August 24th but it would end with OVER BUT MAYBE NOT on Friday April 22nd 2016
And whilst the work on the ebook was proceeding slowly the fate of the bundle, would be allowed to open-mindedly unfold Because, as with almost everything else in life, one cannot be sure what is a beginning and what will be an end
The following image is meant as an illustration of that notion
In trying to bring this phase of the work to a conclusion it is throwing up all sorts of information and ideas - some which I find impossible to ignore The newspaper cutting below is an example!
Some things never change |
And I can recall the dress well because one of the straps, which was inclined to slip off my shoulder, did so on that occasion. And when it did, and I pulled it back up, the audience responded by clapping loudly Oddly, that is the only clapping I can clearly recall from the many times I sang in public in those days And I have a theory why that might be so
But rather than try it out here I happen to have some recent words entitled A SKIMPY DRESS which I plan to record soon along with a gathering selection of spoken word tracks
In the meantime the skimpy dress words are being shunted aside onto a newly set up page (see below) at http://lyricsofasort.blogspot.co.uk/
PS The SKIMPY DRESS post was added to this one to get it out of the way of the posts which are focused mainly on the RELEASES - I think