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I have a lovely missus
Sorry if this is covered somewhere else but wondering if we could hear music, very close to you?
This lot are my missus cousins -


This lot is some of my best friends from 20 odd years ago -


This guy is a huge DJ, still shows up and does his bit for charity at my local, worked with my friends and had a few major hits in the early 90s-
 
My dad liked to sing. Was in a band back in the day. Tried to do modern versions of Irish music. Apparently part of the reason they broke up was the Pouges got bit and they then felt it had kinda been done.

Sadly didn't get to record any of it.
 
My mum came out as a lesbian in the early 80s, so my brother and I grew up in that world of protest marches, Spare Rib, left wing panto at the Deptford Albany etc. :D And of course lots of folk songs about women celebrating women. We used to love singing along to this one because it was funny (especially the time we innocently belted it out while being shown around Grimsby docks by my very straitlaced grandad and his fishing mates - mum was cracking up).

 
My mum came out as a lesbian in the early 80s, so my brother and I grew up in that world of protest marches, Spare Rib, left wing panto at the Deptford Albany etc. :D And of course lots of folk songs about women celebrating women. We used to love singing along to this one because it was funny (especially the time we innocently belted it out while being shown around Grimsby docks by my very straitlaced grandad and his fishing mates - mum was cracking up).



What is the opening guitar bit? It’s incredibly familiar and presumably is intended as a musical reference that everyone will get, I’m unreasonably perturbed that I can’t place it.
 
A song about a place a mile away from where I grew up. I learned it from an old geezer who claimed he learned it from the bloke who wrote it. My versions is a LOT angrier and punkier. It's really a song about how, if your boss hits you with a stick in public, you can deck the bastard and there's nothing he can do about it. Of course being an upper middle class Victorian gent Percy Grainger bowdlerised it and everybody seems to sing it as if it is some sort of sorrowful ballad rather than a song about rebellion.
 

Here's old video footage of the brass band I played in from the age of 6-17. The old 90s footage is about a year or two before I moved up into the senior cornet section. I recognise everyone. It was and is an institution that provides instruments and a musical education, virtually free, to all comers.

I have such strong memories of playing carols around the streets of my home town, how cold it was back then.

There's a whole lost culture of a Midlands of skilled engineering work and working mens clubs that was passing then and now has almost disappeared.
 

Here's old video footage of the brass band I played in from the age of 6-17. The old 90s footage is about a year or two before I moved up into the senior cornet section. I recognise everyone. It was and is an institution that provides instruments and a musical education, virtually free, to all comers.

I have such strong memories of playing carols around the streets of my home town, how cold it was back then.

There's a whole lost culture of a Midlands of skilled engineering work and working mens clubs that was passing then and now has almost disappeared.

My niece and my best friend's daughters all played in the local silver bands; Stroud and Nailsworth used to be mill towns so in many ways share those working class traditions. Mostly gone, as you say, though the bands seem to be thriving.
 
A couple of playlists I’ve made:





I grew up in a small highland village with a ceilidh culture, that is “visiting” in the sense of an impromptu party in which there would be singing and music making. Scottish and Gaelic songs and tunes played a significant part of that. Accordion and fiddle players, pipers, folk singers etc. Though of course other contemporary popular culture featured too. People would do a turn, and almost everyone had a song they believed they could do justice to.

All of the songs on “Skirlin’ and Birlin’” were common currency. Gaelic songs not so much. There were people who sang in Gaelic, but it wasn’t a daily language in the area.
 
Martyn Bennett, eh! Was listening to Grit earlier on. It'll be 20 years since his passing, next month.
I knew him. He was a family friend. His mum was friends with my mum. He was an incredibly talented musician. I particularly remember him keeping the party going at his cousin’s wedding after hours at the hotel. A very sad loss.
 
I knew him. He was a family friend. His mum was friends with my mum. He was an incredibly talented musician. I particularly remember him keeping the party going at his cousin’s wedding after hours at the hotel. A very sad loss.

He seemed like a remarkable person. That album just blew my mind the first time I heard it. The mix of traditional and electronica/techno can often be tricky, am thinking of Afro Celt Sound System (who can be hit and miss) but it really works with this album.
 
Growing up in Scotland, I was never really exposed to any trad music. Just some bagpipe bands at the Highland Games in Dunoon where my mum grew up. But at the local church I met Alastair McDonald who is a well-known Scottish folk musician. He was a jovial chap and I wrote a church pantomime with him advising one year. The Barras are better!
 
Growing up in Scotland, I was never really exposed to any trad music. Just some bagpipe bands at the Highland Games in Dunoon where my mum grew up. But at the local church I met Alastair McDonald who is a well-known Scottish folk musician. He was a jovial chap and I wrote a church pantomime with him advising one year. The Barras are better!
I’ve triangulated where you grew up!
 
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