Tiny Wheelwrights of the Dawn

September 8, 2018 | Posted by Peter Jakobsen | Modern Music, MUSIC, PETER'S WRITING |

1968-1974; 1995 As they became known to their legion of fans, “The Wrights” rode the high wave of prog rock in the late 1960s and early 1970s, re-surfacing briefly (and disastrously) in the Age of Grunge.  From the time of their second album, if not their first, they were unsurpassed for arty, ambitious, meticulously structured, and extremely long records, produced according to the principles obtaining from nature, such as the spinning of a spider’s web. As their putative leader, Rael Conan Doyle, declared to ‘Cacophony Magazine’, “we don’t want you to hum; we don’t want you to dance. Don’t tap…

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Footy Finals Song # 3: Norwood and Sturt

August 25, 2018 | Posted by Peter Jakobsen | AUSTRALIANIA, LIFE, Modern Music |

Here’s some not so-grand old rags… We link to both versions, in the interests of balance (sigh), and offer our alternate version(s): “It’s a Grand old flag, It’s a brown paper bag It’s chook-wrap for me and for you, It’s the emblem for the team we deplore The team of the [red and the blue / two-toned shade blue], Every heart beats faint for that [red and blue paint / double-blue paint] As we warble this song to you……can you believe? ‘Should old acquaintance…we forgot’ There’s no football on New Year’s Eve!“

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Footy Finals Song # 4: Eagles

August 25, 2018 | Posted by Peter Jakobsen | AUSTRALIANIA, LIFE, Modern Music |

The Eagles aren’t really a football club, they’re more a Frankenstein’s Monster, created in a lab. Still, they pose as one, and set their Club Song to the tune of Battle Hymn of the Republic.  Here’s our version: “Mine eyes have seen the folly of the merging of these teams; They’ve created a dread hybrid, sawdust spilling from the seams, They shed their feathers to the strains of awful, awful screams And still they jabber on. They’re the bleating, cheating Eagles, Just a basket of illegals, They’re the moaning droning Eagles, With luck they’ll soon be gone… With luck they’ll soon…

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Footy Finals Song # 2: North Adelaide

August 24, 2018 | Posted by Peter Jakobsen | AUSTRALIANIA, LIFE, Modern Music |

The 2nd of our footy finals songs (‘reverse-bowdlerized’) is for the Roosters of North Adelaide: “We’re a Big Disgrace, Sink without a trace. We’re the ill-famed red and whites! Feather-dusters we’re called, And our fans are appalled By the dirty way we fight! We like to play as a team And we play it clean, When in the umpires’ sight, Our fans are crying Cos we’re very trying We’re the shocking red and whites!”  

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Footy Finals Song # 1: South Adelaide

August 23, 2018 | Posted by Peter Jakobsen | AUSTRALIANIA, LIFE, Modern Music |

OK, P is grumpy that the Glenelg Tigers miss out on the finals (again). And the final five is now settled: (1) Norwood (2) Sturt (3) Eagles (4) South Adelaide and (5) North Adelaide. The order may vary slightly after the last minor round, but not in a meaningful way: Sturt and Eagles might change places but they will still square-off in the Qualifying Final; South and North might swap 4th and 5th places, depending on results, but they will still contest the Elimination Final. So we have 5 finalists and 4 Club Songs (Norwood and Sturt share one, mutatis mutandis).  The Varnished…

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