Entertainment For Lively Minds
Mike Harding
Posted by illuminatus on 16 August 2011 - 6:03pm.
I've just found out that Mike Harding's doing a national tour for the first time in about 15 years. As someone who's loved his recorded shows since I was about 8 (back in the 70s), I'm well excited about this. Here's yer man in action in two clips, playing a fairly odd range of instruments and being rather amusing I think.
Tickets duly purchased. Can't wait for October!
UPDATE: For those interested, check out http://www.mikeharding.co.uk/
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Link! Link!
Where can we buy them?
EDIT: Never mind. Crikey, call that a National tour? There's nowhere south of Tewkesbury!!
I know
many's the time I've looked the other way and wondered whether artists get north of Wolverhampton on some tours.
I'm still chuffed though.
Song about haunted bus?
I can't see your links Illuminatus so you may have out this up, but what was his song about a bus that never reached its destination and was full of ghostly passengers?
I had a few of his 70s comedy LPs and loved his lugubrious delivery. He seems desperately out of fashion now, like his contemporaries Max Boyce, Jasper Carrott and Bernard Wrigley.
The difference being
he's about 20 times better than any of them. In many ways, he's the Bill Bailey of yore.
I think that song
is about The 81 to Crumpsall Green, it's from A Lancashire Lad, recorded in 1972. Here's the lyric (as best as I can transcribe it):
One night I was stood by the town hall bogs
Snoggin' with me financée
When all of a sudden up a bus conductor rushed
And he coughed - I say
Have you seen a bus, a big red bus
With faces peerin' out
There's no conductor 'cause it should be me
'Cause me bus I am witho-o-o-out
Without, I said, Have you gone stone mad?
Have you lost your bloody 'ead?
No, I've lost the 81 to Crumpsall Green
And I'm writing them in your business, he sa-a-a-a-aid
Ten minutes ago I rang the bell
And I shouted to me mate
Ee, 'Ang on a minute, lad, I'm goin' for a slash
He said, Right but don't be la-a-a-a-ate
Well, in the loo there was such a queue
I just 'ung on in anguish
When I came out, well, the bus 'ad gone
The bloody lot had va-a-a-anished
So we fetched a cop but 'e couldn't 'elp
For t' bus were nowhere in sight
And the polis and the sanitary cleansing department
Was searchin' all that ni-i-i-ight
Now it's seven long years since bus disappeared
The 81 to Crumpsall Green
And on moonlit nights down Cheetham Hill Road
Its ghostly shape can be se-e-e-een
It's red outside and lit up inside
The driver 'as a long grey beard
And the faces all peerin' out can be seen
And their plaintive voices may be he-e-e-eard
It's seven long years since 'e went for a pee
Since then 'e's never been seen
Does any bugger know where's conductor Joe
Of the 81 to Crumpsall Green
I think the great thing about Harding, like Billy Connolly, is that they could play. Discovering they were funny too was just this fabulous bonus. I like Carrott, for example, but Harding has so much more to offer musically. Some of the best bits on his albums are the "proper" songs. On Komic Kutz there's a fantastic version with his touring band of a trad arr called Jiggery Pokery (check out a sample at http://www.amazon.co.uk/Jiggery-Pokery/dp/B002P9ZKDG).
Thanks!
Third to last verse rang a bell
the 81
I was at University in Manchester and used to get the '81 every morning.... well most mornings.
He's very funny man
Bedford
Here I come. I saw him in Oxford in, ooooh, 1980?
Lovely chap too
He once did a signing in the bookshop where I was working to promote one of his walking books. We asked if he wanted to join us for a drink or a late dinner after the signing, but he declined as he was desperate to meet Eric Newby, one of his heroes, who was giving a talk at a venue across the road.
"I can see the angel's bum, Miss Walberswicke"
I know we should love Mike Harding as one of the men who dragged folk into a new Dawn, but I still love his stand up stuff. He, along with Billy Connoly and Jasper Carrot were men who were funny before their time and who have music as a first love. We should treasure them all.