We get there David. You will have realised the song was Vesta Tilly's "Two Lovely Black Eye's" my Dad loved the local music hall or Hippodrome as we knew it and dragged me there with him first house, second house was usually when no holds barred started. There were some very good singers and yes even impersonators, (a bit like Elvis) they would do the Tilly songs and so we sang two lovely black eye's.
That afternoon in Cyprus when the Sergeant told me to go get drunk after a bad couple of weeks, the street singer walked in and sang. I of course thought he was singing the song I knew but talking to him as we shared a bottle it turned out to be the Fishermans Song a very old folk song. The memories brought me back from the black dog, from then on if things got bad I sang it to myself it always worked even in Siberian winters on Luneburg. Some songs can do that lift the spirits.
Lily, will enjoy the hug immensely though all that was a long time ago, hugs always welcome though. So often songs bring back memories of events my Dad asking me to play "Alice Blue Gown" as he remembered his Mother who he had not seen in nearly twenty years, tears on his cheeks, bit of a shock to a young lad, men do not cry? Part of a Mouth organ band on a troopship, Lily Marlene and Now is the hour as we sailed through the straights of Gibraltar into harbour smelling the scents of Africa blowing across the straight. Bitter cold but very starry nights in the desert the same mouth organ but this time songs from home, lads walking away for quiet thoughts!!! Music is really our timeline through life, it changes as we change. Historical events in my life all have a certain tune attached that when heard will bring back that memory and so may it always be, end of lesson?
Runnybeak, Given many people goose bumps among other things in my time usually when they dropped their rifles during drill. I love Marches and the music will bring back a memory of a parade, Trooping event. songs from the sound of music bring back memories of Joan Dancing a mad dance in the Pavilion in Austria with a Hungarian up on the benches whilst I did a sedate waltz with his wife. A beer cellar in Munich with a German band playing "wooden heart" another old folk song we had sung before Elvis murdered it and Joan and I demonstrating the English Waltz, the beer flowed free that night. I look at pictures and hear a song or tune connected with it, maybe because I do play music and see the pictures it conjures up. Music crosses all frontiers and makes all people equal, pity it did not make them peaceful at the same time.
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We get there David. You will have realised the song was Vesta Tilly's "Two Lovely Black Eye's" my Dad loved the local music hall or Hippodrome as we knew it and dragged me there with him first house, second house was usually when no holds barred started. There were some very good singers and yes even impersonators, (a bit like Elvis) they would do the Tilly songs and so we sang two lovely black eye's.
That afternoon in Cyprus when the Sergeant told me to go get drunk after a bad couple of weeks, the street singer walked in and sang. I of course thought he was singing the song I knew but talking to him as we shared a bottle it turned out to be the Fishermans Song a very old folk song. The memories brought me back from the black dog, from then on if things got bad I sang it to myself it always worked even in Siberian winters on Luneburg. Some songs can do that lift the spirits.
Frank.
David
lovely songs, but Hero is one of my favourites. 
Sad news about Jimmy Ruffin, another great song.
Frank, hugs.
Lily, will enjoy the hug immensely though all that was a long time ago, hugs always welcome though. So often songs bring back memories of events my Dad asking me to play "Alice Blue Gown" as he remembered his Mother who he had not seen in nearly twenty years, tears on his cheeks, bit of a shock to a young lad, men do not cry? Part of a Mouth organ band on a troopship, Lily Marlene and Now is the hour as we sailed through the straights of Gibraltar into harbour smelling the scents of Africa blowing across the straight. Bitter cold but very starry nights in the desert the same mouth organ but this time songs from home, lads walking away for quiet thoughts!!! Music is really our timeline through life, it changes as we change. Historical events in my life all have a certain tune attached that when heard will bring back that memory and so may it always be, end of lesson?
Frank.
Lovely memories Frank.
Music certainly provokes memories.....for all sorts of reasons.
Listening to some music.......and they all come flooding back, happy days.
Runnybeak, Given many people goose bumps among other things in my time usually when they dropped their rifles during drill. I love Marches and the music will bring back a memory of a parade, Trooping event. songs from the sound of music bring back memories of Joan Dancing a mad dance in the Pavilion in Austria with a Hungarian up on the benches whilst I did a sedate waltz with his wife. A beer cellar in Munich with a German band playing "wooden heart" another old folk song we had sung before Elvis murdered it and Joan and I demonstrating the English Waltz, the beer flowed free that night. I look at pictures and hear a song or tune connected with it, maybe because I do play music and see the pictures it conjures up. Music crosses all frontiers and makes all people equal, pity it did not make them peaceful at the same time.
Frank.
Agree, Lily....but you did get the sunsets with Dad!
Yes I did David, thank you
www.youtube.com/watch?v=zUnhfvGdmmw
David, I couldn't eat a full one
Hope no one minds me indulging myself, but I attend the memorial service for my sister today.
This was played at the service....pretty moving for me, hope you enjoy:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=iJFhTb1gi6Y