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AE 18 Down the Dilly
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A noel coward pastiche...
gay 50s polari julian and sandy round the horne early60s home service
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Singer-songwriter, arranger and producer: acoustic contemporary folk but ranging into rock/blues/country/jazz/humour...all very eclectic, I'm afraid!
Martin Stirrup Singer/songwriter An old folkie who got back into it... These days I sing and play guitar(s) and other stringed instruments, then score and orchestrate where appropriate. My taste becomes increasingly eclectic ranging from finger-picked folk through country to soft rock mixed in with a few more alternative and eccentric numbers, including the odd novelty foxtrot...
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Peak #34
Peak in subgenre #12
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Martin Stirrup
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Martin Stirrup
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December 13, 2019
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Story behind the song
An homage to Julian and Sandy, the outre camp characters from the Home Service's Rounde the Horne comedy show from the mid 60s. I was a bit young to fully understand it all but I loved the slang they used (Polari). Not quite sure how they got away with it at the time, as male homosexuality was still illegal.
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AE 18 Down the Dilly To tell you all the truth About my casually misspent youth Would be far beyond anything Id dare But wed troll up town to see If wed find bona company Whilst keeping well below the searchlights glare Wed all sip at our Bacardi And converse in hushed Polari As we casually leaned against the bar And If some omi came to ask it Wed have a vada of his basket And wonder if hed care to go that far course that was back in the day When all bachelors were gay And the way we lived was really rather nice And though our friends we might deplore em If they slipped in their decorum I too was silly down the Dilly once or twice Now I had a friend called Trevor Who had family that never Would believe that he would step beyond the Pale But though he came across as haughty He could get a trifle naughty If he let the demon alcohol prevail And so one night Im afraid He went searching after trade Down the cottage where he thought hed have his pick But what he saw as mincing Tommy Turned out as charpering omi And he was whisked right off his lallies to the nick Now these days it seems absurd That such a one should get the bird For such an unassumimg little vice And though I wouldnt wish to stress it Im afraid I must confess it I too was silly down the Dilly once or twice VerseC G F C F C Em AmF C D7 G Chorus Em AmF C Dm G Em Am Em AmFG C
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