Monday, September 1, 2014

Being Friday the 29th of August, 2014 ...

From the outset Dogsbody lost all control of events.

Berry had words to say about impromptu collaborations, performers being 'precious' and taking themselves too seriously.
Some listened intently.
Some reluctantly discussed.
Dogsbody said nothing.
Others just yawned ...

Then we carried on as normal.

We were very pleased to welcome an occasional visit by Derek and Roberta all the way from Worcester via Rustington.

Here's Derek playing guitar accompanied by Roberta on fan ...

Roberta is the pretty one.

Kate and Tom arrived by accident.
Finding that we were not circle-dancers, they left at half-time after an appropriate and engaging vocal contribution from Kate.

Tears were shed ...

... in the rain.

Mave regretted that she saw only shearwaters when she went whale-spotting ...

Sue delighted us with a rendition of this work by Robert Herrick, (1591-1674.)

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
   Old Time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today
   Tomorrow will be dying.

The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,
   The higher he's a-getting,
The sooner will his race be run,
   And nearer he's to setting.

The age is best which is the first,
   When youth and blood are warmer;
But being spent, the worse, and worst
   Times succeed the former.

Then be not coy, but use your time,
   And while ye may, go marry;
For having lost but once your prime,
   You may forever tarry.

That is entitled To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time.
Age and experience disqualified most of us to make much use of Sue's wise counsel!

Tony gave outrageous advice for insomniacs.

"Do at least one poo a day!"
Patrick sang and played rather like this ...

Is that folk?
Well, it includes two executions and an amorous encounter whereby it qualifies.
Anyway, nobody took offence. It was fun!

Thanks to all who coped so admirably with the Spartan facilities t
here were no embarrassing moments.
Nobody flushed while music was in progress ...

We are assured that doors have been ordered.
Plasterers and plumbers are expected shortly.

So, YES, we will do it all again next Friday, and every Friday in September.


London Apprentice and Special Bitter said...

For those in any doubt may I just say that making music is a God given gift. The credit goes to Him not ourselves. Most of the material is arrived at in a predatory manner, meaning stolen. Indeed it is frequently as a comparison with already known work that performances are evaluated. So please do not be precious about your stuff as it frightens people away.
Berry's maxim: We make a serious endeavour but we do not take ourselves seriously.

Colin said...

Now, Berry, I understand about God-given gifts for which I daily thank the Almighty.
However, kindly observe the following pearl of considerable wisdom that I derived from an 'assertiveness-training-course' that I accidentally attended many years ago ...
"If you don't take yourself seriously, neither will anybody else!"