Wednesday night is Spicks and Specks . . a meld of comedy, music, quiz and I'm addicted. Seriously, it's my 'almost-stay-in-at-all-costs" TV show. Tonight they had Barry McGuire as one of the panel guests and it took me back to seeing him in my University days when he was considered an ageing sage at that time . . .Loads of fun, plenty of laughs, me sitting on the couch trying to remember the names and artists who sang songs I used to know. Lots of "Waaahhh . . I knew that" and "I know that song but what's it called" and the odd coup when I beat Miff to the draw . . the woman is an encyclopedia of music . . then old Barry looking much like a walrus, finished with a gravelly rendition of "Eve of Destruction" true today as it was in the 60's. I'm not being preachy, just an observation that this little folk protest song works across many levels:
Call me naive but why are people so horrible to each other.
Then this brings me total peace, seriously, it's a love song, a separation song, a song for the world:
The poet in action . . Jeff, KD, you did a good job but nothing like the original! A hymn for the common man (plus he has a voice like liquid chocolate!)