Singing for England
The English have got such a complex about patriotism nowadays that it takes a Scot like the Prime Minister to suggest that we should make more of our national day. There are lots of songs that celebrate England but they tend to do it in a quiet, sad and often sardonic way. I was trying to find YouTube clips for my three favourites but as far as I can see they don't exist. Maybe you can find them. Anyway, here they are:
England 3 Colombia 0 by Kirsty MacColl.
This bloke takes her to a pub in Belsize Park to watch England beat Colombia. Then she finds out he's been cheating on her. "Now it's England 3 Colombia 0 and I know how those Colombians feel..."
Vincent Black Lightning 1952 by Richard Thompson.
This is a rare song in praise of England's engineering past. "Nortons and Greeveses and Indians won't do/They don't have a soul like a Vincent '52".
When An Old Cricketer Leaves The Crease by Roy Harper.
Dedicated to John Snow and Geoffrey Boycott. "There'll be one mad dog and his master, pushing for four with the spin...." Then the brass band comes in and, oh, I believe I have something in my eye.
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Oh England
Love the 3 you say - and this one always does it me big style. Hairs on end etc.
An aural England...
Following on from Mr Hepworth's post, the songs which, in my opinion, capture a 'romantic' sense of Englishness include;
Grass - XTC
This is a Low - Blur
Love on a Farmboy's Wages - XTC
Autumn Almanack - The Kinks
There's a wonderful nostalgic tinge to each of the above, apart from the Blur song which, instead, makes effective use of our piss-awful weather as a metaphor for inner-turmoil (so I thought it a worthy inclusion).
surely...
...if we're going to reference XTC we should talk about 'Greenman'? And how about The Kinks' 'We are the village green preservation society'?
Panic on the streets of Birmingham
It's true there are few songs about England, but there are even fewer about English towns and cities which is the exact opposite of the US. How many songs can you name about New York or California or LA or Chicago or Nashville or tonnes of other American cities? It sounds so cool when someone says they 'going down to Texas' or 'heading off to Philly'. Even singing about Irish tonws sounds great, but singing songs about visiting Telford or Norwich is always going to sound mightily naff.
However...
London Calling - The Clash
Seasons of Espionage (in London Town) - Lewis Parker
Streets of London - Ralph McTell
I Don't Want to Go to Chelsea - Elvis costello
Eton Rifles - The Jam
Elvis impersonator on Blackpool Pier - Manics
...errr Long Haired Lover from Liverpool - Little Jimmy Osmond
Handsworth
Revolution
Trouble
Over Bridgewater
Nottamun
Town
Timperly Sunset - Frank Sidebottom
fenkyew.
Not sure I believe this comment...
This is my London playlist, put this on shuffle while travelling around the capital it great (big bonus if you're actually in a prticular place when it's mentioned). All brilliant and all inspired by London to some extent...But since I'm working in Birmingham at the moment anyone got a few Birmingham songs?
Belle And Sebastian - Mornington Crescent
Billy Bragg - A13, Trunk Road to the sea
Blur - For Tomorrow
Blur - Parklife
Blur - London Loves
Bob Marley - Punky Reggae Party
Brian Setzer Orchestra - A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square
Bromheads Jacket - Poppy Bird
Catatonia - Londinium
The Clash - London's Burning
The Clash - Stay Free
The Clash - London Calling
The Clash - The Guns of Brixton
The Clash - (White Man) In Hammersmith Palais
Dexy's Midnight Runners - Reminisce, Pt. 2
Dizzee Rascal - I Luv You
Donovan - Sunny Goodge Street
Elvis Costello - Oliver's Army
Elvis Costello & the Attractions - (I Don't Want To Go To) Chelsea
Faces - Debris
Faces - Richmond
Girls Aloud - Swinging London Town
Ian Dury - My Old Man
Ian Dury - What a Waste!
Ian Dury - The Bus Driver's Prayer
Ian Dury - Peter The Painter
Jam - 'A' Bomb In Wardour Street
Jam - Down In The Tube Station At Midnight
Jamie T - Sheila
Jerry Rafferty - Baker Street
John Martyn - Primrose Hill
The Kinks - Muswell Hillbilly
The Kinks - dedicated follower of fashion
The Kinks - dead end street
The Kinks - waterloo sunset
The Kinks - lola
The Libertines - Up the Bracket
The Libertines - The Boy Looked at Johnny
Lily Allen - LDN
Lord Kitchener - London Is The Place For Me
Lyn Collins - A Foggy Day
Patrick Wolf - London
Pet Shop Boys - King's Cross
Pet Shop Boys - West End girls
Pet Shop Boys - London
The Pogues - Rainy Night In Soho
Pulp - Common People
Pulp - Bar Italia
Pulp - Mile End
The Rakes - 22 Grand Job
Ralph Mctell - Streets of London
The Real Tuesday Weld - On Lavender Hill
Rolling Stones - Street Fighting Man
Rolling Stones - You Can't Always Get What You Want
Rolling Stones - Play With Fire
Roxy Music - Do The Strand
Saint Etienne - London Belongs To Me
Scritti Politti - Snow In the Sun
The Sex Pistols - God Save the Queen
The Small Faces - Itchycoo Park
Smiley Culture - Cockney Translation
The Smiths - London
Soft Cell - Bedsitter
Soul II Soul - Jazzie's Groove
Squeeze - Cool For Cats
Squeeze - Up The Junction
The Streets - Has It Come to This?
The Syn - 14 Hour Technicolor Dream
T. Rex - London Boys
Van Morrison - Slim Slow Slider
Warren Zevon - Werewolves Of London
The Who - I Can See For Miles
Sitting on the banks of the River Tyne, whose fog is all mine
Let's not forget Durham Town by the mighty Roger Whittaker. On second thoughts... Some things are just wrong, wrong, wrong.
Fog on the Tyne, by Lindisfarne, and Chris Rea's Steel River continue the NE theme. Jarrow Song, Alan Price. And Cullercoats and Whitley Bay get a mention in Tunnel of Love by Dire Straits.
My three quintessentially English songs are
Fotheringay - Sandy Denny
Historical intrigue and personal tragedy entwine as wicked English monarch imprisons then tops unfortunate widow of French noble who happens to have become Queen of Scotland. Or, one conniving bitch has another locked up and subsequently chopped. Overtones of religious intolerance, feigned or actual, and the rise of the English secret intelligence spooks.
Grantchester Meadows - Pink Floyd
Semi-rural idyll by languid waters with birdsong and distant noises off. Indolent sons of the merchant classes rub shoulders with fops while reflecting on the glory of a summer afternoon.
England's Glory - Ian Dury
A namechecking of great things English across the centuries, majoring on icons of the postmodern world. Billy Fury gets a mention along with Biggles and Long John Silver, amongst others.
Alt Poet Laureate - Ian Dury
England's glory
"Woodbines, winkles, walnut whips
Vera Lynn and Stafford Cripps"
Genius!
Nice bit of kipper and Jack the Ripper
Here's Max Wall's cover of "England's Glory":
And now I can't help but mention the even better B-Side, "Dream Tobacco":
Mike Barson of Madness - one of the most irrepressibly English bands - has talked about the influence of "Dream Tobacco" (a Max Wall original, I think) as well as, of course, the huge influence of Ian Dury.
Richard Thompson/Bonzos
That's Richard Thompson taken care of, now for the Bonzos:
Couldn't find When An Old Cricketer Leaves The Crease...
...but I did find this clip of Roy Harper and Jimmy Page being interviewed by Mark Ellen, as mentioned in the HORA a while back.
Emm Pee Free
from Roy's site:
http://www.royharper.co.uk/shop/media/HUCD019-7.mp3
Hometown, Joe Jackson
"And sometimes when the music stops
I seem to hear the distant sound
Of waves and seagulls
Football crowds and churchbells
And I want to go back to my hometown"
Waterboys
Old England. All together now 'and children stare with heroin eyes, heroin eyes, heroin eyes'.
Hmmm, that's not really what we're after is it?
Sentimentality, humble decency and friendliness
All great English characteristics best summed up here, I’d say. A parochial song, in a sense, not to mention a much-ridiculed one, but I think it speaks for England. Cricket and warm beer may be on the wane but there are still “people around every corner” all over the country. It’s the only song that’s ever made me feel patriotic: it’s not a tub-thumping rabble-rouser, just a simple gentle hymn of praise to mundanity, i.e. very English.
One of the greatest records ever made...
OK, not exactly a 'celebration'...
but I think there is such heart at the core of this song, one knows that the writer cares about his country deeply and hates what's happening to it.
One of the greats indeed
Seem to remember Ghost Town and this Jam single coming out at pretty much the same time. To coincide with (indeed predict) the early summer riots of 1981 in Brixton, Bristol and Toxteth. Has pop msuic ever been more in tune with the times?
And wasn't...
...This on the b-side? Another fantastic Weller moment, summing up English childhood memories ("Now you don't get so many to the pound.");
One of the greatest records ever made...
So good I...
posted it twice. Woops.
The Jam
That's Entertainment. Highly evocative warts-and-all celebration of english life I feel.
Indeed, if a little too cynical to be a proper celebration.
The phrase "the public wants what the public gets" could be a neat summing up of everything that's wrong with modern England, if it were true. Roll on the revolution. Make the new boss, etc.
Yes
Celebration might be over-stating it. More of a bitter-sweet ode really.
As is
Down In The Tube Station At Midnight. A microcosmic portrait of a city, if not a nation...
Billy Bragg
is writing and talking about this issue a lot. Check out 'England, Half English'
'My mother was half English and I’m half English too
I’m a great big bundle of culture tied up in the red white and blue
I’m a fine example of your Essex man
And I’m well familiar with the Hindustan
Cos my neighbours are half English and I’m half English too'
Much as I love BB....
this always came out like a graph turned into a song, it seemed about half wrought. His version jerusalem is much better.
I would also put forward all the songs we have which are sung in our local vernaculars are god for St george's day. I think a flatten vowel or piece of local slang is as celebratory of place/country as any actual lyrics. All the incredible mass of popular English music is huge throbbing celebrtaion in it's self jyst because they don't say "chicago's my kind of town" doesn't quell their vibrace.
But having time to celebrate what we've made and done and want to do in the future is a good idea and all the celebration ale that get's brewed is very good (oh and can we stop this now as well there's a big difference between a nice cool pint of beer and icey cold one)
(The) Sundays
There's something very English about both Sundays and The Sundays:
It's England 2 Columbia 0
Not 3-0. Can be found by typing kirsty maccoll columbia if this link doesn't work -
and 1952 Vincent can be found here
Village Green
Uncanny - England 3 Columbia 0 came up on the mp3 player this morning. And I'm off to see Billy Bragg in Gateshead next week...
So there's most of The Village Green Preservation Society by the Kinks, unless that should be filed under "sardonic". Works for me though.
Then there's the updating of "Hard Times of Old England" by the Imagined Village (Sir William of Bragg again):
I do have a problem...
with all this village nonsense have grown up in village I'm not sure they are all they are cracked up to be and all the music we love was mainly written in towns and cities
It's true that a lot of songs
that celebrate rural life were written by people from the countryside who had moved to the towns and cities to find work.
They had a captive audience; all the other poor sods who'd flocked, whether optimistically or stoically, to the mills and factories to escape the uncertainty and poverty of the villages.
Even though they'd only recently left the fields, people already had romantic longings for those good aspects of rural life that, in an urban environment, are only too conspicuously absent.
Most villages today may not be like the Larkrise or Candleford of old, but I know where I'd rather live, and it isn't under the Westway in Chiswick.
each to there own
I'm sure the countryside great if you've got car, don't mind driving to the next village for a drink, don't mind shops that only sell split peas and atora suet, don't mind being refered to as your father's son all your life, were a night out for teenager is drinking cider on top of the bus stop, were there no footpaths, no buses, you have to know you neighbours name because they won't leave you alone and as for estate agents calling places cities "blackheath village" no!
I would say
... "try Northumberland", but I wouldn't want there to be a mass influx. It's a local county for local people.
Getting back to the Imagined Village though, the album does address your points - and BB's reworked Good Times of Old England in particular -
"Time was I could sell all I grew at the shop,
when Tesco’s turned up all of that had to stop ..."
Here's one for you...
An earlier blog post, revived as I come down from a magnificent performance by the Kathryn Tickell Band at the Bridgewater Hall.
Ah, "drinking cider on top of the bus stop"!
You're bringing back some memories, I can tell you.
I suppose some might prefer "snorting cheap speed down the back of the Kentucky", but not me.
not at all
I just saying that Villages are fine for affulent and mobile but as kid they were abit crap and that it's interesting that talk of Englishness has moved to an rural idyll when we were the first country to be urbanised, we'll nevber be contnet all the time that village green cricket pitch at the top of the post is ideal of England. Having said that having a choice between speed and cider is a start and of course st george would have prefered some mint tea and baklava probably ;)
I half agree
It's only crap for da yoof aged between 14 and 17 - that tedious time when you can no longer summon up much enthusiasm for building treehouses but are still too young to drive. Before then it was perfect. Wander anywhere you like, exploring places you shouldn't, go summer sledging down hillsides, tadpoling, conker collecting, play football on actual grass without any grown-ups monitoring the proceedings like it was [spit] school, rearrange cones and beacons to divert trunk-road traffic into a cul-de-sac (oh yes). . . .
Don't it always seem to go,
that you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone?
Yeah, except...
in my case they took paradise and put up signs saying LAST OF THE SUMMER WINE COUNTRY - COACH PARTIES WELCOME. The tadpoles are history.
Bastards.
Hope you pissed in their petrol tanks.
Heh heh
Nice point. And Christ alone knows what the dragon's favourite tipple might be.
Hows about
snorting cheap speed on the top of a bus stop? Used to be commonplace in my neck of the woods.
Anyway, I reckoned your English Baroque period rock was the best place to find gentle, soothing anthems to past times in Albion. Then I thought of Tintin's 'Toast & Marmalade For Tea'. What could be more English?
Then I googled it and found they were Australian.
Your boys took a hell of a beating
On those odd occasions when he clears the bile from his throat, Luke Haines can write as good a song of national celebration as anyone.
All The English Devils (from Off My Rocker At The Art School Bop) celebrates the kind of rogue who is invaluable in a war or a time of national crisis, but otherwise a complete nuisance to polite society. On the same album Here’s To Old England is an updated version of The Kinks’ - Village Green Preservation Society with the rose-tinted spectacles taken off and smashed. It begins: “God bless football hooligans and 1966, the three day week and half-day Wednesdays, the spirit of the blitz” and goes on to name-check garden gnomes, Enoch Powell, rickets & milky tea.
Early Genesis...
...filled with Englishness to the brim. This was sadly lost in their later years, but the albums from 1970-77 have many gems in this strain; see 'Blood On The Rooftops', 'For Absent Friends', 'Entangled', 'Dancing With The Moonlit Knight', 'I Know What I Like'.
XTC's 'Skylarking' is a masterpiece and definitely agree with the inclusion of 'Grass'. That whole album is really summery, so to speak.
Early Pink Floyd has a few gems like 'Fat Old Sun', 'Summer '68', 'Grantchester Meadows', 'Paintbox', 'Brain Damage' and almost everything Syd Barrett did with the band.
Caravan's whole career has always been delightfully English; check out their first three albums in particular.
I must not be English
I feel no interest or enthusiasm for any of the songs mentioned. The only lines that come to mind that ignite me in any way are "Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way". Am I a bad person?
A pedant writes
I can never see "Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way" quoted in approval without wanting to shout, 'But it's lifted straight from Thoreau! An American! And, while I'm yelling, he was stating what he saw as a near-universal truth!' Sorry about that. I'll calm down now.
"The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. What is called resignation is confirmed desperation. From the desperate city you go into the desperate country, and have to console yourself with the bravery of minks and muskrats. A stereotyped but unconscious despair is concealed even under what are called the games and amusements of mankind. There is no play in them for this comes after work. But it is a characteristic of wisdom not to do desperate things." (Walden, 1854)
Quiet desperation
Ok. Not really bothered who wrote it; just think they're good lines. Sorry, I have no national pride whatsoever and have no place in this discussion.
xtc
grass, the last balloon, chalkhills and children, wonderland, the mole from the ministry, the whole of "apple venus" in fact all xtc, partridge is as english as a custard cream....john martyn's "spencer the rover", richard thompson's "beeswing", steeleye span's "hark the village wake", nick drake's "northern sky", the smiths "half a person", chris wood's "one in a million"
Not altogether celebrations of englishness but most definately english in "feel".
oh and
Ebury Down-Brinsley Schwartz plus the whole of "Do It Yourself"
Ian Dury, the funkiest English record ever made. Not forgetting dear old Stackridge, OK i'll stop now. Oh and "New Brighton"- Its Immaterial and Virginia Astley "From Gardens Where We Feel Secure"
Likewise
The Divine Comedy, e.g. National Express.
the perfect english song..
written by an irish man! which I think is the whole point really
Electronic music
can do it too! Early Aphex Twin and Orbital both have a uniquely English melancholy, but Ultramarine are the real gentle electronic poets of Englishness - even without the help of Kevin Ayres or Robert Wyatt, both of whom have vocalled their tunes.
Xtra XTC and Ronnie Lane
Here's a few more from Andy Partridge and Colin Moulding
Harvest Festival
Harvest festival
What was best of all was the
Longing look you gave me
That longing look
More than enough to keep me fed all year
Fruit Nut (about the joy of sheds)
Tending my fruit, tending my fruit
Ah you've got to have a hobby
A man must have a shed to keep him sane
Frivolous Tonight(about office parties)
But theres always one
Who wants to talk shop
Well drive him through the door
With a broom or a mop
Respectable Street
It's in the order of their hedgerows
it's in the way their curtains open and close
it's in the look they give you down their nose
all part of decency's jigsaw I suppose
And Ronnie Lane's Faces tune 'You're So Rude'
Why, it looks as though theres nobody in,
They've all gone out to see my Auntie Renee.
and his two glorious instrumentals
Harvest Home and Just For A Moment
St George's Playlist
Here's mine:
That's it for now.
By George
It's strange that the English love St Patrick's Day but seldom do St Georges Day. We had a English day at work today and I won a food hamper full of English food, which included a bottle of Daddy's brown sauce. Two I can think of are:
English Trees-Crowded House
Village Green Preservation Society-Kate Rusby
Pride Of England
My ex-friend would be proud of me since one year he put together a radio show exclusively English one week:
England My Home - The Levellers
Blood Red Roses - The Oysterband
Hal-Al-Tow - Albion Country Band
Home Thoughts From Abroad - Clifford T Ward
At A Chime Of A City Clock - Nick Drake
Little Britain (does it count?) Dread Zone
Harvest Festival - XTC
Lionheart - Kate Bush
Roots - Show Of Hands
Selling England By The Pound - Genesis
Clash - This is England
I hear a gang fire on a human factory farm
Are they howling out or doing somebody harm
On a catwalk jungle somebody grabbed my arm
A voice spoke so cold it matched the weapon in her palm
This is England
This knife of Sheffield steel
This is England
This is how we feel
Time on his hands freezing in those clothes
He wont go for the carrot
They beat him by the pole
Some sunny day confronted by his soul
Hes out at sea, too far off, he cant go home
This is England
What were supposed to die for
This is England
And were never gonna cry no more
Black shadow of the vincent
Falls on a triumph line
I got my motorcycle jacket
But Im walking all the time
South Atlantic wind blows
Ice from a dying creed
I see no glory
When will we be free
This is England
We can chain you to the rail
This is England
We can kill you in a jail
The British boots go kick them
Got em in the head
Police aint watchin
The newspapers been read
Who cares to protest
A (? ? ? ) in the eye like a flare
Out came the batons and
The british warned themselves
This is England
The land of (il)legal dances
This is England
Land of a thousand stances
This is England
This knife of Sheffield steel
This is England
This is how we feel
This is England
This is England
In exile
xtc SENSES WORKING OVERTIME
Nick Drake River Man
Kinks Waterloo Sunset
Clash London's Calling
Singing Postman The cricket match
Most songs that define England tend to the bucolic or inner city breakdown. A game of two halves?
From a Welshman
Roy Harper (again) - One Of Those Days In England. 'With the country going broke' - it was ever thus
Stackridge - Pinafore Days. Just gorgeous - Gilbert & Sullivan meets 70's whimsy
The Beatles - Penny Lane. Every line is quintessentially English
Elvis Costello - Hoover Factory. The musical equivalent of Turner's The Fighting Temeraire, full of hurt resignation at the loss of one of the symbols of England's industrial might.
Jake Thackray - La Di Da. Delivered in his sardonic Yorkshire accent, a song about getting married & putting up with stuff you don't want to do & being nice to people you don't like - what's more English than that? Lyric here http://elperrodepaulov.livejournal.com/81496.html, with the only (surely) recorded use of 'rupture'.
England things
Try the whole of EPic45's 'May Your Heart Be The Map' for summer in England, plus 'British Summertime' by Everything But The Girl. Also, Chris Rea, true to his roots with 'Steel River' and 'Stainsby Girls' from his 'Sharock Diaries' album.
Pulling Mussels....
...by Squeeze.
Best holiday by the English/British seaside song ever.
Huge amount of The Smiths music are the epitomy of the industrial north to this Welshman's ears. Very English.
Viv Stanshall
Has noone mentioned Sir Henry at Rawlinson End yet ? Okay, its not your tale of gritty urban life but a wonderful comic tale of eccentricity in the countryside that still stands up.
And Ian McNabb deserves another mention on these boards for Liverpool Girl. Okay, it may be focussed on the girls of one city, but its equally applicable to working class girls in any major British town or city. Up for a good time, loud, likes a drink, extended family, trying to find a man with cash, never wears a coat etc...
Singing for England
Summertime in England is one of Van the Man's top tunes. An Ulsterman's view of a romantic literary past - and a sexy epic, to boot (or is it just me?) There was a fantastic live version on a 12 inch single from Common One - can't remember what was on the A side, but I wish I still had it!
What about Seascape, from Tracy Thorn's first solo record, A Distant Shore?. Evocative melancholia of the first order. Or Richmond by the Faces.
And Rothbury Hills, on Kathryn Tickell's The Northumbrian Collection evokes such a sense of place it'll make you weep.
For the more jaundiced of view, John Cooper Clark's Beasley Street and Evidently Chicken Town at least match any of Mr Weller's and Mr Bragg's in a way that is more pithy than Dave Spart-y.
Excellent choice...
... Mr Washington.
Summertime In England. An Irishman's romantic view of England if I ever saw one. Lovely stuff.
I hope someday you guys can once again celebrate your National Day.
Peace Out!
Interesting point raised here
By mentioning JCC, you've made me realise that here are actually two distinct types of "typically English". Let's call them the Cricket on the Green Idyll [TM] and the Backstreet Abortion Dystopia [TM], with Johnners versus used johnnies, dry-stone walls versus rising damp, and Wind in the Willows versus Boys from the Blackstuff.
rising damp
Excellent post
Singing For England
PINAFORE DAYS by STACKRIDGE. Dancing crinolines, mugs and buttercups, whimsy by the dewdrop pteal-full, orchestration and production by George Martin. As (the Americans) sang: who could ask for anything more?
Ade Macrow
A Place Called England
Went to Billy Bragg's alternative St. George's Day celebration last night - Rachel Unthank and the Winterset were fantastic - but a version of this song would have been perfect for the event:
Hear here: http://www.myspace.com/maggieholland
There's my point about the English problem with patriotism
What was it an alternative to?
A New England
You're the one with the magazine - Go ask Billy :-)
Patriotism
I've always been deeply uncomfortable with the notion of patriotism. Are there more like me?
It's the difference between Patriotism and Nationalism.
Patriotism = not a bad thing.
Nationalism = a very bad thing indeed.
You shouldn't be uncomfortable with patriotism - there are many good things about being English (or Scottish/Welsh/Irish/Whatever) that we should not lose sight of.
But Nationalism (in the political sense - as in BNP/NF etc) is ugly, exclusive and racist.
The two should not be confused.
Not confused
I understand the distinction; but I have never felt proud to be English. I don't feel a warm glow in relation to my country. I live here, I was born here, and I call it home by default. If I ever miss it, then I attribute that feeling to one of the above factors, rather than to any inherent patriotic spirit.
For example, I don't watch football. Not interested. There are a few like me, but all the ones I've met will break that rule if England are playing in the World Cup: because, well, it's England, isn't it? Sorry. Not me. I don't know what it is, but I feel no pride; or really, any sense of belonging. There are places in the world where I have felt I belong but remarkably few in my own country.
Oh well.
Only in England....
...do the educated middle class agonise so much about whether they should have any patriotic feelings or not.
I tell a lie. There's Germany as well.
And Spain
But, to be fair, Germany and Spain do have a reasonable excuse for feeling uncomfortable about Vaterländer and patrias.
But what do we have to do?
Put every country through some sort of guilt audit and then issue them with a mark out of ten for virtue and give them a certificate saying it's alright for them to be patriotic? And do we have some sort of statute of limitations? Do we stop at Vlad the Impaler?
When is it alright for a nation to be patriotic?
Is there a nation on the planet that can hold up its head and say it has nothing about which to be ashamed? When we're talking about patriotism, aren't we really talking about taking pride in the best of ourselves and our country? You can't be truly patriotic without being aware of your country's faults, foibles and downright atrocities. Without that awareness, all you have is nationalistic flag-waving.
Since there will always be those among us who just don't care about the past, or are ready to annex the flag and St George's Day for their own ends, we have a choice. As a country, perhaps due to fear of embarrassment, or perhaps due to just plain fear, we've chosen through inaction to let that annexation take place unchallenged. Surely it's time to make a better choice?
Or maybe all this "educated middle-class" heart-searching is really just a guilty Victorian-throwback need to find a damn good excuse for a damn good day-long p*ss-up. Not that our Scottish and Irish neighbours need any excuses. Barbarians! And don't get me started on the Welsh.
Isn't this a good thing..
bland acceptance of any idea isn't a good thing, I have feeling that we may have moved through the first phase of Nationalism/patronism having being a defined country for so long and are looking at a differnt way of thinking, we still have to resolve the perception fo englishness and being white, Black and asian people often feel happier to be called British as english is still a race thing.
middle class agonizing
Well that agonizing is exactly one of those characteristics that shape our Englishness.Though I think the term soul searching works better than agonizing. Billy Bragg's recent book on this matter outlines it better than most.
Better a thoughtful search for meaning than the American version of pride in the flag that a majority (arguably) of their citizenship seem to embrace from time to time.
Glad I moved to Scotland then...
In my youth you rarely saw the cross of st george it was always the union flag in evidence. Since Euro 98 the English seem to have reclaimed their flag from the far right. I fully expect England to divorce Scotland rather than Scotland gaining independence.
Still, if England will let Scotland have her independance then I'm quite willing to let them keep Gordon Brown as a keepsake!
You can't get much closer to "ENGLAND" than the good Sgt Pepper.
cor Mrs Griffin
Much of Julian Cope`s acid soaked mid 80`s work, which includes the cor anglais of Kate St John (sigh), evokes a pastoral village green atmos. Particularly `Lunatic and Fire Pistol` and `An Elegant Chaos`.
Much of XTC is majestically English, as you all say. You can smell the cut grass.
june tabor
June's "A Quiet Eye" could be aptly described as a meditation on Englishness. Songs covered include The Gardener, A Place called England, Waltzing For Dreamers,The Writing of Tipperary, First Tme Ever I Saw Your Face, I'll Be Seeing You...it is a magnificent accomplishment and would definately fit the theme of this blog. Please as they say, check it out. Another album well worth seeking out is the follow up to this album "Rosa Mundi" where all the songs are, of course, rose themed.
More Andy Partridge
"End Of The Pier" from Andy Partridge Fuzzy Warbles Volume 6 - more memories of seaside day-trips and holidays.....
Rock legs gammon garter kicking
trip week to the floor and
kiss me quick one last time
pinball plimsoll plaice and perfume,
vinegar the sweet fish
swims away from my line
what the butler saw was heaven
ice cream clam and legs eleven
what the butler saw was heaven
now the coin's dropped
it's clear
guess this is the end of the pier
you look saucy in the
Stetson beetle fringe and bingo!
we'll pretend we're newlyweds
postcards, home you went
the tide comes in
to melt our castle
built alone in sandy beds
what the butler saw was heaven
cat who got the cream in Devon
what the butler saw was heaven
now the coin's dropped
it's clear
guess this is the end of the pier
kiss me quick and squeeze me slow oh oh oh
out goes love and in comes woe woe woe
what the butler saw was heaven
ice cream clam and legs eleven
what the butler saw was heaven
now the coin's dropped
it's clear
we can go no further than here
(now I realize that I'm the souvenir)
so what the butler saw was heaven
cat who got the cream in Devon
what the butler saw was heaven
now the coin's dropped
it's clear
guess this is the end.........
partridge
Surely time for some new output from this genius
He's working on it....with Robyn Hitchcock.
Billboard magazine says Partridge is working with Robyn Hitchcock and also working on a solo project.
http://www.billboard.com/bbcom/news/article_display.jsp?vnu_content_id=1...
I don't know who said it..
..but someone cleverer than me once said a patriot loves his country while a nationalist hates everybody elses. Sounds about right to me.
Virgina Astley's "From Gardens Where We Feel Secure" might not have any actual songs on it but it conjures up that wistful hazy summer country village in olde England better than most.
How about "Jets At Dawn" by Be Bop Deluxe? Not really about England as such, but this gets me all wobbly in a 'White Cliffs of Dover' sort of way every time:
Woke this morning the war was over
The radio was singing love songs
Saw the smiles upon the soldiers,
Coming home across the fields
The calendar said first of August
Romance and promises of summer days,
I strolled unclothed into the garden
To feel the warm sun on my face
The saving of the human race...
Jets at dawn, trail across the sky
Silver birds writing words for airmans wives
Who down below hang the washing out to dry
Frilly briefs and flying helmets in a line
Keegan: the Hamburg years
Here's all you need to hear of Kevin Keegan's song "England":
It's on iTunes if you're thirsty for more.
Sniff...
something in my eye, tremble of bottom lip, sob, weep...
Lovely, Kevin, just lovely. Truly thou art Renaissance Man.