Sit back and pin back your ears while I regale you with a story containing an amazing (nay stunning) coincidence.
Grigori Rasputin
was a Russian peasant, mystical faith healer and private adviser to the
Romanovs. He played a significant part in the increasing unpopularity
of the Tsar and Alexandra Feodorovna, his wife, and the downfall of the
Russian Monarchy. He was murdered by persons unknown on the 30th
December 1916 in the city of Petrograd.
62 years later, Boney
M, a German pop group had a number 1 hit record around the world with a
song called "Rasputin." The male lead singer, Bobby Farrell even
dressed as Rasputin whilst performing the record, and Bobby acted
the part of Rasputin, croaking out "Oh those Russians" at the end of the
song.
32 years later Bobby Farrell died, at the tender age of 61. He
died on 30th December 2010, exactly 94 years to the day after Rasputin
died. And where did he die? Well he died in the ancient Russian city of
Saint Petersburg, which, back in 1916 had been known as - yes - you've
guessed it Petrograd. The truth is sometimes stranger than fiction...
The inane ramblings of a man approaching middle-age (from the wrong direction)
Do you remember your first kiss?
Wednesday, 28 January 2015
Friday, 16 January 2015
Reincarnation
Of course, as we all know, reincarnation is complete and utter rubbish and not based on any peer-produced evidence whatsoever. However when I read the contents of this website, even I started to question my own disbelief. After all, this website has all the questions on reincarnation answered. Incredible!
Since this is all on the interweb, it must be true!
If you have a moment, take a read. It is the funniest thing I've read for quite a while!
http://www.afterlife101.com/Chapter5.html#_Toc1998627
Since this is all on the interweb, it must be true!
If you have a moment, take a read. It is the funniest thing I've read for quite a while!
http://www.afterlife101.com/Chapter5.html#_Toc1998627
Monday, 12 January 2015
Pink Floyd and 1975
So,
forty years ago this year. 1975. Prog Rock was almost coming to an
end, well kind of. All the big groups had released their "ultimate"
albums. Jethro Tull - Aqualung and Thick as a Brick. King Crimson and
"In The Court of the Crimson King". Yes and "Close to the Edge". ELP
had released "Tarkus". Hawkwind had given us "In Search of Space".
Genesis had issued "Selling England by the Pound." Wishbone Ash had
released "There's The Rub." We'd played the beautiful "Dark Side of the
Moon" to death and marvelled at Mike Oldfield's "Tubular Bells". Was
there anything left? Could anyone top what we already had?
We could not have guessed at the beautiful, gorgeous monster of an album that was waiting for us just around the corner. On 12th September 1975, Pink Floyd released "WISH YOU WERE HERE" and suddenly our lives were complete. We could want for nothing more. Surely this was the ultimate prog rock album ever!
We could not have guessed at the beautiful, gorgeous monster of an album that was waiting for us just around the corner. On 12th September 1975, Pink Floyd released "WISH YOU WERE HERE" and suddenly our lives were complete. We could want for nothing more. Surely this was the ultimate prog rock album ever!
From "Shine on you crazy diamond" to, well "Shine on you crazy diamond" everything that a prog rock fan could possibly want was here - here in this monster of an album!
Wednesday, 7 January 2015
Halfway through the decade!
Wow - 2015!
We are halfway through the decade already. And still no-one has
tackled the big issue, the burning question - what are we going to call
the decade? It doesn't have a name yet and it's halfway through its
life!
I was born in the 50s. My favourite music of all time comes from the 70s. My two children were born in the 80s. I just feel so sorry for young people currently enjoying this decade - they will have no way to refer back to it in decades to come! Come on everyone - please put your thinking caps on! Let's have a name for this decade!
I was born in the 50s. My favourite music of all time comes from the 70s. My two children were born in the 80s. I just feel so sorry for young people currently enjoying this decade - they will have no way to refer back to it in decades to come! Come on everyone - please put your thinking caps on! Let's have a name for this decade!
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