In the spirit of full disclosure, today’s tune is not a song which Llŷr or I ever had any real affection for, as far as I know.
I mean, we both appreciated that it’s a classic folk song, but it would never trouble any list of our favourite 100 records.
As you may have gathered, Llŷr and I went to many, many, oh-so-many gigs together. Beforehand, we would often discuss which songs from the act in question we most wanted to hear.
We never planned to do this, but after we did it once, we did it every time.
For when one of those desired songs got played, after the applause had died down, one of us would shout “Streets of London!”, and then the other would do the same, slightly more angrily, followed by the other, and so on, until we collapsed in fits of giggles.
We both loved the sketch show Big Train, and in particular this, just shy of a minute and a half of utter comedy genius:
Still makes me laugh, that, and I must have watched it hundreds of times by now. And heard it even more; I have the audio of it on my iPod so it crops up every now and then – and in case you hadn’t realised and want to do the same, there’s a link to download an mp3 of it right there for you. (Ditto the Partridge post from a couple of days ago). I’d heartily recommend having things which make you laugh unexpectedly pop into your ears from time to time.
(Miss you, dude.)