June 24, 2015

 

 

I will love you until

the pigeons stop cooing.

 

I will love you until,

all the cows stop mooing.

 

I will love you until

Carlsberg stop brewing.

 

I will love you until

the opposition stop booing.

 

I will love you until

I don’t know what I’m doing.

 

But at the football ground,

I will always be queuing.

 

 

 

 

 

Old love that came

at dead of night,

into my mind

by satellite,

 

and touched my heart

like once before,

then just as quickly,

closed the door.

 

Old love that is

a lifetime sin,

that should stay buried

deep within,

 

Yet surfaces,

from time to time;

never free am I,

from this ancient crime.

 

Old love that is

a burden heavy.

Give me a break,

I’ve paid the levy.

 

No future built

on heartache’s glow.

The time is right,

old love, please go.

 

Old love that is,

too hot to handle,

like dying embers

of a candle.

 

Pray leave me now;

no future can there be,

to my loving you,

or you loving me.

 

Old love that was

the only thing,

to ever make

my young heart sing.

 

Take with you knowledge;

of this be certain.

You were the one,

now draw the curtain.

 

 

 

 

 

June 23, 2015

 

 

Tony’s Time Machine

Every Wednesday

11.00 to 1.00pm

with repeats all week.

On 24th June

Tony’s guest will be

Folk Singer Gerry

and Tony will be

reading

Harriet’s poem

‘Football Folk’

 

 

 

 

 

And music to

the rescue came,

to form a meaning

to life’s crazy game.

 

And music to

the rescue came,

when in isolation,

needing to proclaim.

 

And music to

the rescue came,

in the shape of rap;

no song the same.

 

And music to

the rescue came:

A survival kit,

and support frame.

 

And music to

the rescue came,

in the name of hope,

in this game of blame.

 

 

 

 

Acker Bilk, so well remembered

for his ‘Stranger on the shore’.

He always brought such happiness,

but sadly is no more.

 

The biggest hit for Joe South

was ‘Games people play’.

Easy listening music,

That still stands up today.

 

Soulful Etta James,

sang out with a blast.

No better song to touch the heart,

than her massive hit, ‘At last’.

 

Bobby Rogers co-founded The Miracles

who always put on a class show.

With hits like ‘I second that emotion?

and the divine ‘Going to a Go-Go’.

 

Dobie Gray’s song signalled change,

and helped us feel so proud.

We sure had the feel-good factor,

when singing The ‘In’ Crowd.

 

This lady’s country singing,

brought fans near to tears,

and more so when they heard of

the death of Billie Jo Spears.

 

Dave Brubeck, ever popular;

his hits through time survive.

His biggest one we can recall,

being, of course, ‘Take Five’.

 

One of the daydream believers,

with many hits on the go,

Davy Jones, part of the Monkees,

also starred in Film and Show

 

Billy Preston – keyboard legend,

sang his message loud and clear.

Another of the greats,

alas no longer here.

 

Deep Purple’s keyboard player;

Jon Lord, played his part.

Their valued founder member,

who’s passing broke our heart.

 

Flautist with the group who put,

vegemite sandwiches to rhyme;

Greg Ham from ‘Men at work’,

too soon ran out of time.

 

Half of a British writing duo;

her legacy has much ‘content’.

‘Where are you now my love’,

sang our own, Jackie Trent.

 

So many more were taken,

So many, I could name.

It comes with liabilities,

this fickle game of fame.

 

So many idols lost;

sudden death hard to digest.

Their music, their legacy;

our gain at their bequest.

 

June 16, 2015

 

 

Tonys Time Machine

Every Wednesday

11.00 am – 1.00pm.

Alison and Caroline

will be reading

For The Love Of Manchester

on 17th June.

‘For The Love Of Manchester’

can also be heard on the

‘Forever Manchester Show’ at 2pm

– both shows repeated throughout

the week at the usual times.

 

 

June 12, 2015

 

 

Loving Minnie Riperton was easy.

This perfect angel touched the heart.

Her hit so hauntingly beautiful;

all too soon did she depart.

 

One of the original Supremes,

Florence, destined not to grow old:

But a part of Motown’s hit machine,

with songs of pure gold.

 

War! – What is it good for?

asked Edwin, who then gave his reply.

‘Absolutely nothing’, he soulfully cried out,

then settled in the UK, until his goodbye.

 

Heinz strummed just like Eddie,

taking to the stage alone,

This clean-cut tornado of a singer,

made the song his very own.

 

Mary was sticking to her guy,

like a stamp to a letter:

Her hit strong enough to make sure,

we would never forget her.

 

Ginger Baker, was another,

who lived and breathed his art.

The undisputed cream of drummers,

who we keep very close at heart.

 

Bobby – The Womack legend:

His name synonymous to those,

who know their music well:

This soul man, sweet as any rose.

 

Nick Drake, from deepest Warwickshire,

with three albums to his name,

has now at last deservedly,

though posthumously, found fame.

 

Joe Cocker’s famous gritty growl,

let us know he was on stage.

Yet another of Sheffield’s finest,

helped us release our pent up rage.

 

Ronnie ‘plonk’ Lane of the Faces;

a lovely guy who suffered long:

Happy memories of them touring,

when the band was in full song.

 

Monday Monday, surely destined,

never to be the same,

without the joyous laughter,

from Cassie’s sassy frame.

 

Last of the Big Band Leaders;

James’ party was non-stop.

Such pleasure he gave to millions,

with jazz right through to pop.

 

So many more were taken,

so many, I could name.

It comes with liabilities,

this fickle game of fame.

 

So many idols lost;

sudden death hard to digest.

Their music, their legacy;

our gain at their bequest.

———–

To hear this poem read live

tune in to 

Tonys Time Machine – LDOK.net  

on

Wednesday 1st July

11.00am  to 1pm

 

June 7, 2015

 

 

Thirty years and nothing,

No contact, no hearsay.

The thought of re-uniting,

has my mind in disarray.

 

To meet up at the cricket ground,

was a brainwave, I have to say,

If he’s looking rather dodgy,

I can just go on my way.

 

He got me into music,

back then, in the day,

I’ll offer to buy him a beer;

I can’t see him saying ‘nay’!

 

Can he have changed ‘that’ much?

Until we meet, I just won’t know,

But we both still like cricket,

so it’s now on with the show.

 

And if he does my head in,

after the first nervous hour,

I can pray for divine intervention:

‘Please god, let there be a shower’.

 

And if it turns out well,

a second meeting there could be.

But one step at a time,

right now, will do for me.

 

Later that same day

 

The day went very well;

rain didn’t stop play.

Old memories flooded back;

we sure found plenty to say.

 

 

We spoke of happy times,

when we’d met at grammar school,

after he’d fallen off Mount Snowden:

– What a silly fool!

 

And how he wrapped his Mum’s car,

around a telegraph pole,

at Bowland’s ‘cow arc’ bend,

with me, in the passenger role!

 

And how he got me into music;

mostly rock and folk.

And introduced me to good ale;

he sure was my kinda bloke.

 

So yes, at the close of play,

we both were back on song,

a bit older and much wiser,

but we so, still got along.

 

And as Lanky, Lanky, Lancashire,

in our ears did ring out,

we turned to each other knowing,

our friendship, solid, without doubt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Written for LDOK.net  

( Tonys Time Machine)

To hear the concluding part

to Harriet’s poem,

tune in on Wednesday

11am – 1pm

 

 

 

June 2, 2015

 

 

Ever graceful and amazing,

Joan started off the show.

‘We are the world’, she sang out,

as our tears began to flow.

 

‘Shake me, wake me’, sang The Tops,

followed by ‘That same old song’,

and the audience responded, as

‘Sugar pie, honey-bunch’ came along.

 

Billy Ocean’s ‘Caribbean Queen’,

was sure to hit the right note.

This ever popular ‘Lover boy’,

sure got a cheering vote.

 

Black Sabbath came on next,

with ‘Children of the grave’,

and on hearing ‘Paranoid’;

rapturous applause, the crowd gave.

 

‘Love somebody’ sang out Rick;

his fans too, played their part,

when the intro began

for another hit;  ‘State of the heart’.

 

REO, with ‘Can’t fight the feeling’,

then took up their slot.

Fans rolled with the changes;

this speed-wagon’s wheel’s – red hot.

 

Then Crosby, Stills & Nash

took ‘Southern Cross’ off the floor.

And their ‘Teach the children well’,

naturally saw emotions soar.

 

‘You’ve got another thing comin’,

set Judas Priest’s spot off right.

‘The Green Manalishi’ followed,

but no wild world tonight!

 

Bryan Adams’ ‘Summer of 69’,

as expected, went down a storm.

He finished with ‘Cut’s like a knife;

and as ever, was on form.

 

‘California Girls’ and ‘Good Vibrations’

got the Beach Boy’s on their way.

‘Wouldn’t it be nice’, they sang next,

before ending with ‘Surfin USA’.

 

Never ‘Out of touch’, Hall and Oates,

sounded ever sweeter;

before ending their slot,

with another hit; ‘Maneater’.

 

‘Don’t you forget about me?

threatened ‘Simple Minds’.

With Jim firmly at the helm,

the promised miracle, one finds.

 

The Pretenders ‘Message of Love’,

saw Crissie at her best.

‘Stop your sobbing’, she begged,

before putting ‘chain gang’ to the test.

 

Patti Labelle’s ‘Over a rainbow’,

brought reverence to the stage,

and her ‘Imagine’ and ‘Forever Young’,

certainly hit the right page.

 

Santana’s ‘Open Invitation’,

extended to the flock;

saw them as one, in brotherhood,

just like back in old Woodstock.

 

Ashford and Simpson joined with Teddy

to ‘reach out and touch somebody’s hand’.

As fans responded immediately,

by the thousand, to their command.

 

Each artist performed for love,

and by determination, was led.

Their message loud and clear;

That all children of the world – be fed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

A moment to reflect on,

was Kool and the Gang with ‘Cherish’

The reason for the night being;

not to let these children perish.

 

After her ‘Holiday’ Madonna,

got back ‘into the groove’.

‘Love makes the world go round’,

once more, she sure did prove.

 

Eric played everyone’s favourite, ‘Layla’,

to rapturous, heartfelt applause.

After beginning with his ‘White Room’;

never more apt than for this cause.

 

From a ‘stairway to heaven’,

Phil joined Plant, Jones, & Page.

With a ‘whole lotta love’ on show,

the night had come of age.

 

The great Tina Turner at her best,

joined Mick; a message, strong to tell.

The Thompson Twins with ‘Hold me now’,

as ever, went down well.

 

Every ‘American Girl’, loves Tom Petty,

as well as ‘Rebel’s’ throughout the land.

Each one found it worth ‘the waiting’,

and in appreciation, raised a hand.

 

We all need a ‘Sugar mountain’,

when feeling ‘Helpless’, and out of touch.

Neil Young taught us ‘Nothing is perfect’,

and we said, thank you very much.

 

We all know a ‘Heartbreak City’,

with memories, we care not to revive.

But easing us back into the zone,

along came The Cars, with ‘Drive’.

 

Then needing a bit of vitality,

when heavy-booted with life’s slog,

along came Kenny with ‘Foot-loose’,

to rid us of that ground-day hog!

 

Never finding it ‘Lonely at the Top’,

the fittest guy, on stage did swagger.

We ‘miss you’, like you miss us too,

when you go to ground, Mick Jagger.

 

 ‘A view to a kill’ and then ‘The reflex’,

sang Duran Duran with Simon le Bon,

finishing aptly with  ‘Save A Prayer’

now the night was all but gone.

 

Bob Dylan with Keith and Ronnie,

saw an audience who grinned:

Two rolling stones he’d found,

when he was blowing in the wind.

 

Each artist performed for love,

and by determination, was led.

Their message loud and clear:

That all children of the world – be fed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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