G'day Mick,

I like (is that the right word ... am sometimes driven?) to recite a Henry Lawson poem from ~ 1916, Scots of the Riverina (about the forgiveness of a son who leaves home, then enlists ... only given on hearing of his death at Flanders ... and as the last living act of his father - a hard Scottish farmer) then go straight into an unaccompanied No Man's Land. If it is half as searing to the audience as it is to me, it is very effective.

Anyway, I will get around to scanning in the contents pages and then i can tell you what I have ... and you can see if you need any of it.

BTW: You speak of Eric's interpretation ... I seem to remember a period, way back, when he did not think he could sing his songs and hoped merely to be a successful songwriter. It was the rendition by a local popular/humorous singer of The Aussie Barbecue Song ... complete with "dogs' chorus" (sampled and played back on a synthesiser) ... that moved Eric to doing his own songs(as self-protection)!

Regards,

Bob Bolton