Tag Archives: Isle of Wight

Make Music Part of Your Life Series: THE MOODY BLUES — Live at the Isle Of Wight Festival — 1970



THE MOODY BLUESLive at the Isle Of Wight Festival — 1970

01. Threshold Of A Dream
0 2. Return To The Island
03. Isle Of Wight Pop Festival 1970
04. Tear Down The Fences
05. Early Beginnings: Bo Diddley
06. The Mellotron
07. Psychedelia And Change
08. Introduction To The Concert
09. Gypsy
10. Tuesday Afternoon
11. Never Comes The Day
12. Tortoise And The Hare
13. Question
14. The Sunset
15. Melancholy Man
16. Nights In White Satin
17. Legend Of A Mind
18. Encore: Ride My See-Saw
19. Reflections
20. Late Lament

Enhanced by Zemanta

TODAY’S BIRTHDAY: JAMES ALFRED WIGHT, AKA JAMES HERRIOT (1916)


James Alfred Wight, AKA James Herriot (1916)

After working for many years as a veterinary surgeon in rural England, Wight was persuaded by his wife to write down his collection of anecdotes. His humorous, fictionalized reminiscences were published under the pen name James Herriot in If Only They Could Talk (1970) and It Shouldn’t Happen to a Vet(1972), issued in the US as the single and massively successful volume All Creatures Great and Small. Why did Wight feel the need to write under a pseudonym? More… Discuss

 

when I’m Sixty-Four, The Beatles




When I get older losing my hair,
Many years from now,
Will you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday greetings bottle of wine?

If I’d been out till quarter to three
Would you lock the door,
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I’m sixty-four?

oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oooo
You’ll be older too, (ah ah ah ah ah)
And if you say the word,
I could stay with you.

I could be handy mending a fuse
When your lights have gone.
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings go for a ride.

Doing the garden, digging the weeds,
Who could ask for more?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I’m sixty-four?

Every summer we can rent a cottage
In the Isle of Wight, if it’s not too dear
We shall scrimp and save
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera, Chuck, and Dave

Send me a postcard, drop me a line,
Stating point of view.
Indicate precisely what you mean to say
Yours sincerely, Wasting Away.

Give me your answer, fill in a form
Mine for evermore
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I’m sixty-four?

Whoo!
Some of you are familiar with this tune, listen to it over and over, for many years, but I’ll ask you: Who’s going to mend your fuse, when the light is gone, and who’s going to mend your sweater, seating by the fireplace? If you have doubts about the answer to one of this questions, better give it a fresh start and a renewed effort, into being nice, affectionate, loving…you know, so you too can good company, when you need it most.