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Longest song title ever?
Posted by MichaelC on 24 July 2010 - 10:28pm.
Currently listening to Fairport Convention's "Full House", the following track has just come onto the ipod - "Sir B. McKenzie's Daughter's Lament for the 77th Mounted Lancer's Retreat from the Straits of Loch Knombe, in the Year of Our Lord 1727, on the Occasion of the Announcement of Her Marriage to the Laird of Kinleakie".
The track itself lasts about 2:30, and I would swear that it takes almost that long for the full title to scroll across the screen.
Anyone else got any candidates for longest song title?
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Not the longest but...........
Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and Grooving With A Pict
By the Pink Floyd
Also, Vince Gill wrote
'It's Hard To Kiss the Lips At Night, That Chew Your Ass Out All Day Long'
Gotta love it!
Sufjan Stevens
"The Black Hawk War, or, How to Demolish an Entire Civilization and Still Feel Good About Yourself in the Morning, or, We Apologize for the Inconvenience but You're Going to Have to Leave Now, or, 'I Have Fought the Big Knives and Will Continue to Fight Them Until They Are Off Our Lands!'"
Track 2 on "Come on Feel The Illinoise"
Misread your subject line...
...and thought 'that's a bit left field for Shaky...'
A bit of background
to the Fairport track. Sir B. McKenzie… was not originally on the Full House LP, but was added to the CD as a bonus track.
It first appeared on the B-Side of the single Now Be Thankful and I believe the unwieldy title was a deliberate attempt by the Liege & Lief hitmakers to get into the Guinness Book Of Records (who did not acknowledge the title).
In reality it is a medley of three songs : Biff, Bang, Crash (Trad.), The Kilfenora (Trad.) and Boston Tea Party (by Dave Swarbrick).
Although Sir B. McKenzie is frequently cited to be the longest title, according to Wiki it is beaten by Test Dept's Long Live British Democracy Which Flourishes and Is Constantly Perfected Under the Immaculate Guidance of the Great, Honourable, Generous and Correct Margaret Hilda Thatcher. She Is the Blue Sky in the Hearts of All Nations. Our People Pay Homage and Bow in Deep Respect and Gratitude to Her. The Milk of Human Kindness.
However, Discogs tells us otherwise:
http://www.discogs.com/lists/Longest-Track-Titles/3621
Dunno about the longest, but this one's my favourite
"Mummy Was An Asteroid, Daddy Was A Small Non-Stick Kitchen Utensil" from the Quiet Sun album "Mainstream".
Those '70s proggers were often good for a long, weird title.
How about "Song of McGillicuddie the Pusillanimous (or Don't Worry James, Your Socks Are Hanging In the Coal Cellar with Thomas)" by Egg, from their self-titled debut?
The Orb ...
Here's another one - not only is the title long, but so is the track - the Orb's "A huge pulsating ever growing brain that rules from the center of the ultraworld". 22 minutes. I loved it.
Apparently inspired by the name of a far out sound on a BBC special effects record. By the way, did any one else listen to those effects albums for fun like I did as a kid - full of wild spacey noises from Doctor Who, created by the Radiophonic workshop?
Absolutely I did
And still own them on cassette. The sci-fi one featured a materialising Tardis, I recall. I was more into the horror ones though, produced by somebody called Mike Harding. I'd often spot familiar sounds popping up in UK horror films - 'howling wolves' for instance, all originating from those library records.
Bert Jansch's song titles are normally fairly brief...
... and straightforward, but the "Birthday Blues" album opens with a little ditty entitled "Come Sing Me a Happy Song to Prove We All Can Get Along the Lumpy, Bumpy, Long and Dusty Road".
Well done, sir!
Bert's mate
John Renbourn has some great titles, too.
In 1968 he released an album named:
Sir John Alot of Merry Englandes Musyk Thynge and ye Grene Knyghte
and on his 1967 second album Another Monday there is a track named, er,
Ladye Nothing's Toye Puffe
My People Were Fair and Had
My People Were Fair and Had Sky in Their Hair... But Now They're Content to Wear Stars on Their Brows
Emerson Lake and Palmer
"When the apple blossoms bloom in the windmills of your mind, I'll be your valentine"
Not sure of that was an ELP original or a cover of a jazz tune
Three album titles
Fiona Apple: When the pawn hits the conflicts he thinks like a king What he knows throws the blows when he goes to the fight And he'll win the whole thing 'fore he enters the ring There's no body to batter when your mind is your might So when you go solo, you hold your own hand And remember that depth is the greatest of heights And if you know where you stand, then you know where to land And if you fall it won't matter, cuz you'll know that you're right
Soulwax: Most of the remixes we've made for other people over the years except for the one for Einstürzende Neubauten because we lost it and a few we didn't think sounded good enough or just didn't fit in length-wise, but including some that are hard to find because either people forgot about them or simply because they haven't been released yet, a few we really love, one we think is just ok, some we did for free, some we did for money, some for ourselves without permission and some for friends as swaps but never on time and always at our studio in Ghent.
Chumbawamba: The Boy Bands Have Won, and All the Copyists and the Tribute Bands and the TV Talent Show Producers Have Won, If We Allow Our Culture to Be Shaped by Mimicry, Whether from Lack of Ideas or From Exaggerated Respect. You Should Never Try to Freeze Culture. What You Can Do Is Recycle That Culture. Take Your Older Brother's Hand-Me-Down Jacket and Re-Style It, Re-Fashion It to the Point Where It Becomes Your Own. But Don't Just Regurgitate Creative History, or Hold Art and Music and Literature as Fixed, Untouchable and Kept Under Glass. The People Who Try to 'Guard' Any Particular Form of Music Are, Like the Copyists and Manufactured Bands, Doing It the Worst Disservice, Because the Only Thing That You Can Do to Music That Will Damage It Is Not Change It, Not Make It Your Own. Because Then It Dies, Then It's Over, Then It's Done, and the Boy Bands Have Won.
BOC
The Siege And Investiture Of Baron Von Frankenstein's Castle At Weisseria
It's on Imaginos, if you were wondering..
The Charlatans
I never want an easy life if me and he were ever to get there
Was both title and chorus. Should get extra marks for the grammatically correct use of 'he'!
Not the longest, but the best;
once again you're forcing me to play the Taj Mahal card...
I've said it before and I'll say it again; the last track from his wonderful live album, "The Real Thing" is 18:56 long and has a title to match: "You Ain't No Street Walker Mama, Honey But I Do Love The Way You Strut Your Stuff".
And it's one of lifes greatest pleasures.
I'm lazy. I googled
Rednex have a song called...
The Sad But True Story Of Ray Mingus, The Lumberjack Of Bulk Rock City, And His Never Slacking Stribe In Exploiting The So Far Undiscovered Areas Of The Intention To Bodily Intercourse From The Opposite Species Of His Kind, During Intake Of All The Mental Condition That Could Be Derived From Fermentation.
Do I win Five pounds?
I wonder
if anybody shouts out requests for these at gigs.
"'ere Thompson, play "Sir B. McKenzie's Daughter's Lament for the 77th Mounted Lancer's Retreat from the Straits of Loch Knombe, in the Year of Our Lord 1727, on the Occasion of the Announcement of Her Marriage to the Laird of Kinleakie" ".
No, because
in Fairport circles, the track has always been known as simply Sir B. McKenzie....