“Her eyes they shone like diamonds…..

I thought her the queen of the land

And her  hair,  it hung over her shoulder

Tied up with a black velvet band.”

A must-sing chorus, which is precisely what I’ll be doing tonight when the Dubliners come to Cheltenham Town Hall.

Looking forward to it hugely,  even though they will be without beardy Ronnie Drew with the voice that put me in mind of sandpapering gravel, Luke Kelly and Ciaran Bourke who were all very much in evidence last time I saw them.  Now sadly deceased, RIP guys.

Fortunately the others are still going strong.  I like it that musicians go on and on doing their stuff.  The music only dies when they do.

I expect there to be widespread joining in. I certainly will be. Just the thought makes me burst into terrible cod-Irish accented song.

It made me wonder if there’s some unwritten rule about when it’s correct to sing along with the artist when you’ve paid for tickets to a concert? Continue reading ““Her eyes they shone like diamonds…..”

Robbie Williams’ Fan Club

I’m thrilled to bits to learn that Robbie Williams’ Fan Club has been visititing my post.

But how about Robbie?

Has the great Robster also popped by to learn about his canine namesake? I believe he is a dog lover. Maybe he’d like to meet the little fellow.

Robbie, if you read this, give us a sign. And if you like, I’ll try to broker a meeting between you and the champagne-coated one.