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Hi all. Have signed up for (and already left) a few of these sorts of sites, as housebound for a while, and don't want to go stir-crazy. Be nice.
 
Peeples said:
Thank you, Pinball1970 (Nod to The Who? That was 1969, though?).
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I like it when I get asked that because I'm a music nut. Yeah Pinball Wizard is a great song but my name is based on a 1974 song by Brian Protheroe. The 1970 is just a reference to a great "rock and roll year," (TV series - The Rock and Roll Years)

I could have pick any year really between 1966-1976, my favourite album years.
 
Good era, when music was more than just a drum-loop and samples. But then that's probably survivorship bias on my part: I guess I have only heard stuff from that era that survived and is considered "classic". Similarly we only focus on the great classical composers (Mozart, Beethoven, Bach etc) rather than those who have simply fallen out of our consciousness due to being the "Jedward" of their era. :)
 
Peeples said:
Good era, when music was more than just a drum-loop and samples. But then that's probably survivorship bias on my part: I guess I have only heard stuff from that era that survived and is considered "classic". Similarly we only focus on the great classical composers (Mozart, Beethoven, Bach etc) rather than those who have simply fallen out of our consciousness due to being the "Jedward" of their era. :)
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Haha. I suppose Beethoven's near contemporary Spohr might be thought the Jedward of the early Romantic period: referenced in Gilbert & Sullivan (Mikado's song) but almost never heard of any more.
 
I had to refresh my memory from an unabridged lyrics site (which also included the never heard anymore racist line about a woman blacking herself with walnut juice like a, uh, [derogatory term for a person of African ethnicity]).


The advertising quack who wearies
With tales of countless cures
His teeth, I've enacted
Shall all be extracted
By terrified amateurs
The music-hall singer attends a series
Of masses and fugues and "ops"
By Bach, interwoven
With Spohr and Beethoven
At classical Monday Pops
 
TheVat said:
I had to refresh my memory from an unabridged lyrics site (which also included the never heard anymore racist line about a woman blacking herself with walnut juice like a, uh, [derogatory term for a person of African ethnicity]).


The advertising quack who wearies
With tales of countless cures
His teeth, I've enacted
Shall all be extracted
By terrified amateurs
The music-hall singer attends a series
Of masses and fugues and "ops"
By Bach, interwoven
With Spohr and Beethoven
At classical Monday Pops
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Yes that's it. Spohr sticks out, to a modern audience, as someone they have never heard of.

I suspect the line you refer to is not necessarily racist, though it may be. The Latin for black is niger and I'm not sure the word back then had derogatory connotations in the same way as we would assume today.
 
exchemist said:
Yes that's it. Spohr sticks out, to a modern audience, as someone they have never heard of.

I suspect the line you refer to is not necessarily racist, though it may be. The Latin for black is niger and I'm not sure the word back then had derogatory connotations in the same way as we would assume today.
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Spanish is Negro. Similar stems. "Negroid," was a 19th C biological term for a race as was Caucasoid (does not mean "white")
 
Peeples said:
Good era, when music was more than just a drum-loop and samples. But then that's probably survivorship bias on my part: I guess I have only heard stuff from that era that survived and is considered "classic". Similarly we only focus on the great classical composers (Mozart, Beethoven, Bach etc) rather than those who have simply fallen out of our consciousness due to being the "Jedward" of their era. :)
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I thought the words were cool at an age where I was not that bothered by lyrics. If the tune and chords were interesting then you had me.

"And I've run out of pale ale
And I feel like I'm in jail
And my music bores me once again
And I've been on the pinball
And I no longer know it all
And they say that you never know when you're insane

Got fleas in the bedroom
Got flies in the bathroom
And the cat just finished off the bread
So I walk over Soho
And I read about Monroe
And I wonder, was she really what they said?"

It continues but you get the gist. He wrote it after splitting with his partner and he is lost.
 
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