Hang Down Your Head Tom Doolly

An awful lot of the most memorable ones were a tad weird or wrist slitters if we really listened to the lyrics and not just the overall sound.
Loved Tom Dooley.
And what about Banks of the Ohio?? aaaagh.
It didn't matter much about lyrics to me usually, I was just a sound of it kinda person.

I was playing a tape of Enigma singing something in French that I was plain addicted to in the car on a long trip. My Canadian friend glanced at me a couple of times then asked " You don't speak French do you?" No. "Thought not."

Posting the link to ONJ's version not just because of the voice but for the incongruity of that sweet young thing singing that song so cheerfully.
(Plus to ponder what a bastard time has been to us all. )

 

I was playing a tape of Enigma singing something in French that I was plain addicted to in the car on a long trip. My Canadian friend glanced at me a couple of times then asked " You don't speak French do you?" No. "Thought not."

Enigma is highly addictive, even if you don't speak French. I used to fill in for the DJ on various occasions at the club and whenever I would put on Enigma the dancers would go crazy - in a good way. It's very sensual music, in addition to having that medieval flavor with the chants.
 
Enigma is highly addictive, even if you don't speak French. I used to fill in for the DJ on various occasions at the club and whenever I would put on Enigma the dancers would go crazy - in a good way. It's very sensual music, in addition to having that medieval flavor with the chants.

I carry the guilty secret of an atheist who is enthralled by Gregorian chants. No accounting for it except that I don't speak Latin either.
 
My nana had a piano and I learned to play. We had most of the latest sheet music and my cousin and I would sit down at the old piano and sing along to so many songs, I can't remember them all.
There was Slim Whitman's "China Doll", True Love" from the movie High Society, "Forever & Ever" Perry Como.....
so many more....aahhh, memories.:eek:ld:
 
Grandma played a mean Stars and Stripes on the piano. Does anyone remember the old piano stools that turned to adjust the height? I remember swinging around like crazy on that thing.

And the first song I learned to play.....good old chopsticks.
I remember playing on those piano stools too. They were fun, until somebody told you to stop.
 
I must have driven my aunty insane, i always stayed with her during the school holidays and all i played on the piano was Chopsticks:giggle:

Hey Jilly, sounds familiar.....my cuz and I used to play that too and a couple of other ones, I think they were called vamps....
she'd be down one end of the piano with me at the other.....we probably drove our nan and the neighbours crazy when I think back.
:daz:
 
No musical talent whatever. Can't raise a beat on a tin can. Nana had a piano but I couldn't even master Chopsticks. I was a bitter disappointment to my father's family,they were all quite musical. But they still spoke to me, grudgingly. Can't sing either. Have a range of 3 notes, all flat.
I was asked quietly by a teacher not to sing with the class, but just to lip synch. Wow, just how bad must I have been?!

My other Nana had a wonderful voice, she could sing One Fine Day from M.Butterfly, her favourite! Never trained and never used it except at home singing mostly old Scottish songs. What a waste. (ummmm, let me rephrase that. No aspersions on Scottish songs, just a fine voice seldom heard never even sang in a church choir.)
I didn't score any of her genes obviously.
 


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