The re-Imagined Village

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 25 Jun 10 - 06:33 AM

...we got enough "Game...Rogale" on Wimbledon's village greens yesterday!

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: Jack Blandiver
Date: 25 Jun 10 - 06:39 AM

Elderly eccentric and social misfit Mr Billy 'Lord of the Rats' Fotheringay (67) was temporarily evicted from his council-owned cottage yesterday whilst workers came in to clean the place up following complaints from his neighbours. When asked to comment on his somewhat lax approach to domestic hygiene all Mr Fothingay had to say was "Nature abhors a vacuum."

He is currently resident at The Larches nursing home where staff hope to do something about his four-inch long fingernails and ghostly pallour, consequent on years of personal neglect and noctural habits. As his carer, Ethel Mortimer (53), said this morning "If he thinks he's sleeping around all day in his own filth he's got another thing coming. I don't mind him sleeping in a coffin (I'm as broadminded as the best of them) but he'll get clean sheets same as everyone else - and he'll be in bed long before midnight."

As Mr Fotheringay's neighbour, Mrs Angela Marx (62) explained "He was perfectly normal until his wife left him him in 1980 - although the trouble really started a few months later when he saw Werner Herzog's remake of Nosferatu which is when he started shaving his head, breeding rats, growing his fingernails and appearing at windows in the dead of night. All perfectly harmless really, but after 30 years we feel it's wearing a bit thin."

Otherwise, readers might like to note that the Annual Grey Squirrel Cull will take place this afternoon as advertised despite protests from those who regard it as a form of 'ethnic cleansing'. Truly a case of Polical Correctness gone mad perhaps? Either way, those wishing to participate should come suitably equipped to the village green around 1.30 for a 2.00 start. The traditional Squirrel Pie scamble will take place outside the RC church on Sunday 27th, which, like the church, is dedicated to Our Lady of Perpetual Help. As usual, a vegetarian alternative will be provided.

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: VirginiaTam
Date: 25 Jun 10 - 11:57 AM

mmm... vegetarians do taste better.... ;>)
Better than what? Better than squirrel pie, better than hedgehog falafels even, I'd hazard.

Has anyone seen my hornytoad, Drexel? He scampered off last night while I was brewing my tea and reading out loud.

"Listen at this Drexel....Nanny Ogg says according to Cut Me Own Throat Dibbler you can find a use for bits of an animal that the animal didn't know it had got. Says here that with enough fried onions and mustard people will eat anything. Drexel? DREXEL?!?!"

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 25 Jun 10 - 12:51 PM

I heard through the grape vine that Fotheringay refuses to cut his nails as his wife, before running out the door, squirrelled away somewhere his favourite pair of nail-clippers, which he'd use religously before each Saturday-cittern-club - he not being of the feather-plectrum old school.

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: Crow Sister (off with the fairies)
Date: 25 Jun 10 - 01:43 PM

Brilliant!

After reviewing the fascinating Bertsongs thread on 'Mudcat Cafe Folk Forum' (an internet indulgence for some of the sadder members of the re-Iv's Green Man weekly singaround) it's been decided that there's to be a 'fake song' session, where regulars will compete in composing (and naturally enough singing) the most appalling trad-u-like folk song possible.

Points will be scored for anachronisms, worthy faux working-class* sentiment and 'ye olde' stylee grammatical contrivances!

A fabulous Crystal* Unicorn Tankard from the Shopping Channel will be the prize!


WAV's up first I think? :)




* some kind of resin

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 25 Jun 10 - 05:08 PM

Cheers, CS - it's just about the RIV first anniversary too, so I think I'll kick-off with this reworked version of the atop post (vegetarian to vegan, I suppose; and a slight change of tune)...

Poem 101 of 230: JUST SUBSIST

(TUNE:

D F# G F# G A G G
D A A G F# G G G
D B B A G A G G
D A A G F# G G G
D A A G F# G G G -
i.e., each last-line repeated)

At times when I've had time to take,
    I've thought of a plot by a lake.
The place would be of fertile ground,
    With native flora all around.

The plot's dwelling would be basic -
    Well insulated, made of brick.
Plus, on this abode, there'd be built -
    Solar panels, kept at best tilt.

And, also tapping nature's hand,   
    Sails turning atop a stand.
Orchard and vines, for fruit and shade;
    Plus, in thin beds, vegetables laid.

Up at dawn, to use all sunlight -
    Farm by day, play and sing at night.
A spouse with me I'd not resist -
    In retirement, we'd just subsist.

(C) David Franks 2003
From http://walkaboutsverse.webs.com (e-scroll)
Or http://blogs.myspace.com/walkaboutsverse (e-book)

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: Crow Sister (off with the fairies)
Date: 29 Jun 10 - 11:05 AM

Eh, how sweet! That calls for a re-Iv anniversary party..

The re-Iv 'We Are One' Chill-Fest will be featuring Glasto veterans Sedayne V's Another Green World! Woo-hoo!
The assistant at the bakery has also been petitioning the re-Iv round table to book Caribou because she thinks their latest album Swim is top and has been playing Summer anthem Sun on repeat... But it's likely that local djembe and didge duo 'Crusty Vibes' will be playing instead. Eh!

Anyhay, "E's, Whizz & Weed" as always, will be provided by the ever accomidating landlord's daughter.

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 29 Jun 10 - 01:04 PM

Sedayne better wet his whistle - tomorrow's the big day.

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: GUEST,Suibhne Astray
Date: 01 Jul 10 - 08:35 AM

So how was it for you? We put a total ban on Folk Music this year and all notions of Englishness were frowned upon as being way too bogus to bother about. Instead we turned our hearts to a celebration of those purely Traditional musics whose primary concerns are with human musical process. Featured artists included The Hemulen (with whom Sedayne guested in a blood curdling rendering of Child Owlet) and also featured were Gnostic dance band Dragon's Den - a track from their forthcoming album Supersonic Chthonics is currently available as a free secure download HERE.

So - Greetings from the Re-Imagined Village, the location of which is somewhere in the People's United Republic of the North Atlantic Islands (PURNAI) formerly known as England, Ireland, Scotland and Wales. Thus we are no longer English, Irish, Scottish or Welsh, but Purnaian Citizens of Planet Sol Tertius and our Culture is that which we live and breathe as creative human beings. We have no race, no ethnicity, no religion; all we have is our Corporeal Individuality in which we are united by the Beauty of our Myriad Diversity.

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: Crow Sister (off with the fairies)
Date: 01 Jul 10 - 09:18 AM

"also featured were Gnostic dance band"

Who were also selling highly popular psychadelic T's quothing:

Grace danceth.
I would pipe;
dance ye all!

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 01 Jul 10 - 09:40 AM

...not sure what S. wet his whistle with?!

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: Crow Sister (off with the fairies)
Date: 01 Jul 10 - 09:55 AM

I've no idea WAV, but there was a lovely home-brew to be had from the beer tent called Kykeon?

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 01 Jul 10 - 10:00 AM

...designed to kick thee on?...meadless, I enjoyed a quiet cider, by the way.

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: GUEST,Suibhne Astray
Date: 01 Jul 10 - 11:30 AM

A quiet cider? Hmmmm...

I remember stumbling into Glastonbury for the first time at some point in 1984; we two vagabondian adventurers styling ourselves The New Moon Dance Band (aka The Newies) and heading for The Rifleman's where the landlord refused to sell me a pint of the local cider on account of my Geordie accent. The implication wasn't that I was too soft, just one had to work up to these things gradually. All I was bothered about was the accent; I couldn't believe people actually spoke like that in the real world, assuming Glastonbury to be the real world, but he seemed real enough to me even if he spoke like your archetypical yokel in a Two Ronnies sketch. Anyhoo, he served me a half and I supped it down to no ill effects, not least on the purse, as I recall it cost arounf 40p a pint back then. Delicious; in fact I doubted it contained any alcohol at all, and went for something stronger next time, like a bottle of Dog.

Scroll on a day or two; we'd fallen in with some merry travellers of the New Age camped up in an orchard someplace and enjoyed an odd time in benders which served as an education in New-Age culture which though seductive at first soon curdled into the instinctive revulsion I still feel some 26 years later. Thus all to The Rifleman's where by now my face was known to the landlord who was only too happy to serve me several pints of the stuff which basically meant that for an outlay of £1.20 I was three pints down and still convinced the stuff was essentially a soft drink with a pleasing fruity aftertaste. Then I stepped outside into the fresh air...

It was as if the entire universe embraced me in a synaptic explosion of full bodily orgasm, the upshot of which was that I flew up Glastonbury Tor and continued to float around the tower of St. Michael's whilst my companions huffed and puffed in my wake. Then I regaled them with The King of Ireland's Son in its 90-minute entirety before insisting they thread the Glastonbury Tor labyrinth in a merry dance with Raymond leading the merry throng with his pipe-and-tabor. Now, as with most things claimed about Glastonbury, the Tor Labyrinth doesn't actually exist, but let me tell you that it did that night – I could see it clear as day; the earth-energy as of a sacred serpent coiled in rings around the Mothering Pap of Ancient Avalon after which I remember nothing with any degree of clarity until the 25th of December 2007.

I'm sure Raymond could testify to all this, although being a more abstemious soul altogether I dare say he saw things a little differently to what I did. Needless to say I have not touched a drop of the stuff since, nor do I ever intend to.

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 01 Jul 10 - 12:32 PM

...I wonder, then, if it's the 2nd or 3rd pint that does the trick?...or if apples ain't apples?

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: GUEST,Suibhne Astray
Date: 01 Jul 10 - 01:41 PM

Rats are the secret ingredient, WAV - as in: 'And if you was to walk through the bedrooms now, you'd see the ragged, mouldy bedclothes a-heaving and a-heaving like seas.'
'And a-heaving and a-heaving with what?' he says.
'Why, with the rats under 'em.'

See HERE for more...

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 01 Jul 10 - 01:56 PM

..."as big as pussy cats, in the quarter-master's store" when I was in the scouts.

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: GUEST,Suibhne Astray
Date: 01 Aug 10 - 04:55 AM

1) I wake up somewhat hungover, though I did not drink last night; the first of August, which brings mutterings of Lammas and residual paganism which I'm most assured does not lurk in such - er - folklore, if folklore it is; and no more pagan than making love and the raising and felling of corn; the grinding mill and the baking of bread, all of which might be accounted for down the ages, and all of which we do today as a matter of course.

2) Yesterday, on an impromtu trip to Manchester, we saunted the Victorian Gothic glory of the Ryland's Library stiff necked at the dragon & green men bosses, and I admit to being moved to tears by the oldest gospel fragment anywhere in the world. I didn't even know this existed until I saw it - the celebrated Ryland's Library Papyrus P52, a fragment of the Gospel of St. John, circa 100-150CE.

3) Perhaps it is this experience which accounts for my mood today; or perhaps it is the McDonald's chocolate milkshake we had last night in the Trafford Centre foodhall with some choice bakes & flans from Muffin Break before driving home listening to Telepathe's Dance Mother album bought at Fopp earlier in the day. Impressive stuff it is too; bought after hearing it played in the shop whilst we were brousing; somewhere between Ladyhawke and Bat For Lashes with liberal doses of vintage Cocteau Twins and Kraftwerk thrown in for good measure...

4) Meanwhile in The Village... things seem quiet this morning although the Twelve Jolly Dons that passed my window earlier did so with a good deal more purpose than usual. Human Sacrifice notwithstanding, one wonders what are the main contruibuting factors to the general demographic around here, much less the prevailing mood of weary (and wearying) contentment. Later today I'll listen to Robin Williamson's Lammas, at least the original recording from Selected Writings 1980-81 which sings across the years like the Ryland's Library Papyrus...

summer of stubblefires and hemlocks
I'll stare from the low ground
till the stars twisting come in heaven's pool
till the dragon slayer loose
the kings's daughter that prophesies of autumn
and to a human song the sisters beside the well

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: Crow Sister (off with the fairies)
Date: 01 Aug 10 - 02:18 PM

"Human Sacrifice notwithstanding, one wonders what are the main contruibuting factors to the general demographic around here, much less the prevailing mood of weary (and wearying) contentment."

Feh, nothing wearying about contentment!

But I guess we could have a plague or something to liven things up? Or even an outbreak of some new experimental virus that makes people's bits & pieces erupt and drop off before they die in hideous agony, which has been leaked from the heart of a top-secret underground new-world-order-conspiracy style laboratory?

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: Crow Sister (off with the fairies)
Date: 01 Aug 10 - 02:27 PM

Meanwile the re-Iv coven is busily stuffing down iced buns at 'Ye Olde Cherry Bakewell Tea Shoppe' upon their annual ceremonial Lammas pilgrimage. The Cherry Bakewell has been famous for it's iced buns ever since Mrs. Prosser's young niece spotted a "spooky" likeness to Greek grain Goddess Demeter in the icing...

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 01 Aug 10 - 03:01 PM

Reminded by the Beeb's golf-coverage today that a fine cure for most of the above is surely an outing, from the RIV, to the beautiful Lancashire coastline...by bike, maybe...

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: Crow Sister (off with the fairies)
Date: 01 Aug 10 - 03:12 PM

"a fine cure for most of the above is surely an outing, from the RIV, to the beautiful Lancashire coastline...by bike, maybe..."

What, both SO'P's re-Iv ennui and the festering sores plus fleshy barnacles caused by my secret-lab experimental genetic virus?
Hmm, maybe so WAV.. But Lancashire? Well it's OK for cheese and for scallies, but it's not a sea cure now is it?

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 01 Aug 10 - 05:35 PM

...you don't have to take the waters, CS.

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 02 Aug 10 - 05:29 AM

RIV MEETNG NO. 665

Dot Angel apologises in advance for missing the next meeting, saying she has to see her Sisters.

Warren Trench, who is allergic to chlorine, wants the village-green wildlife pond extended into a bathing pond. He claims reeds will do all the filtering for us, and that one may even get one's toes tickled by a toad.

(I should add that, after returning from Heaton Town Baths recently, Trench did appear a tad like the said amphibian.)

Any other concerns, before we take a vote on this...

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: Jack Blandiver
Date: 02 Aug 10 - 06:12 AM

Are Heaton Baths still there, WAV? Seems many of the old ones are long gone, like Durham. In The Village the old Victorian municipal baths were replaced in 1962 by the new sports complex built on the Purgatory Fields which put paid to the Teanlowe Fire tradition before revivalist incomers had a chance to get their grubby hands on it. It was just about dead anyway, the custom being carried out by two brothers who took the ceremony to the Northern Territories of Australia (having emigrated on the proceeds of selling their ancestral land to developers) where, I believe, it flourishes as part of the annual Darwin Hallowe'en Celebrations.

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 02 Aug 10 - 08:44 AM

You'd have to ask Trech, S. - I haven't swam, indoors or out, for donkey's years.

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: GUEST,Suibhne Astray
Date: 02 Aug 10 - 09:28 AM

Remembered graffiti from Jesmond baths changing rooms, circa 1973:

I took my lass,
to Jesmond baths,
And in the depths we swum,
Then diving down,
with my goggles on,
I gazed at her lovely bum.
But as I smiled in my scheming,
Out from there the bubbles came streaming...

She's forever blowing bubbles,
Shitty bubbles everywhere,
They stink so high,
Before my eye,
And with them my dreams they fade and die.
Bums are always smiling -
but I wish I'd looked elsewhere;
for she's forever blowing bubbles
Shitty bubbles everywhere!

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: Stu
Date: 02 Aug 10 - 09:32 AM

I stopped by the post office this morning to send off my yearly subscription to The Ley Hunter* when I bumped into Mr. Burke-Brothwell and he had a curious tale to tell.

Last night he decided to partake of his usual evening perambulations around the heath (to aid the digestion of his dinner) during which he often indulges his passions for the collection and consumption of fungi and watching the hares that live in Nine Acre Field as they relax and play in the cool of the evening. It was getting dark he turned off the heath path and into the lane (he had spent some time excitedly excavating what he thought was a small summer truffle but turned out to be an oak gall from last year, albeit an uncommonly large one) and the overhanging trees made the way ahead darker and the air thicker. He was stopped in his tracks by what looked like two mall red lanterns glowing in the distance. As he approached (thinking they might be the lights of Mrs. Carr-Gomm's daughter-in-law Sissey's cottage) he became aware of a low menacing rumble, somewhere between a growl and a bark. Suddenly he was aware the lights were rushing towards him, surrounded by a black, amorphous shape that seemed almost to take form as it moved. Within a second it was upon him and he raised his cane to fend of the inevitable attack; the growl was by now a snarl, earthy and deep and full of malice.

Much to his shock, the attack never came; he was aware of a warm rush of air and the unmistakeable odour of wet fur and damp earth then . . . nothing. He lowered his cane and turned around, and ten yards beyond where he stood he saw, silhouetted against the last patch of dark blue sky visible at the heath end of the lane the unmistakeable outline of a large black dog with glowing eyes. The abomination paused for a second and then turned and headed into the trees and across the field, disappearing with a chilling howl into the woods on the far side.

Suffice to say Mr. Burke-Brothwell hurried straight home and locked the door after him, only then calling the station to let Constable Lynch know a large, dangerous animal was on the loose. Mr. Burke-Brothwell returned to the spot in the lane where he saw the animal (apparition?) this morning but could find no trace nor spoor of any creature with the exception of himself; his own footprints were clearly visible.

Mr. Burke-Brothwell thought he might curtail his evening outings for a while and stay in and watch back episodes of Arrested Development instead to "cheer myself up as I've been feeling a bit low recently".

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 02 Aug 10 - 12:16 PM

Hmmm...does Burke-Bothwell know his fungi, Jack?

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: Stu
Date: 02 Aug 10 - 12:51 PM

He certainly claims to. As you can tell by his leathery, tanned integument he has spent many a day scouring the fields of the parish cataloging, observing, digging up and eating the various mycological delights he finds (although often he's not seen for a day or two after some of his trips, and when he finally emerges his reason for absence if cited as "an excess of one the four humours" or "an case of aggressive internal miasmatic aggregation" which is cured with the help of sennapods and plenty of fresh air (leaving the windows open).

Incidentally, there is a rumour originating amongst the regulars of The Fidgeting Badger that Mr.Burke-Bothwell was actually almost accosted by Farmer Evans's top ratter Snorkel, but Mr.Burke-Bothwell maintains the hairy quadruped he observed was growling, not purring and also it can't have been feline as cats bring on a distemper in him and he didn't have so much as a tickle up his olfactory passageways for the rest of the evening.

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 02 Aug 10 - 01:01 PM

Hmmm...so probably nothing magic in the mushrooms, then...how full was the moon?

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: GUEST,Suibhne Astray
Date: 02 Aug 10 - 03:49 PM

Is The Ley Hunter still going?

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: Stu
Date: 03 Aug 10 - 04:50 AM

I don't think it is. As is evidenced by the asterisk, I had intended to add a footnote to the effect it doesn't but as I wished it did, still sent off my subs. However, I was typing that post when I should have been working and so forgot to write the note. I actually stopped receiving the magazine when I first got married and we didn't have enough money to eat, let alone buy periodicals.

However, The Society of Ley Hunters does exist and seems to be carrying on the work in the same way. Paul Devereux is still working in the field, and though I respect him and his past work enormously I long ago stopped reading his books when he became convinced of the leys = spirit paths theory. I'm not sure that analogues from one cultures can always be applied so readily to another, and to my mind the whole theory didn't ring true. His appraisal of North and South American spirit lines is fascinating though, and whilst some coffin/spirit paths exist in our islands I don't think they are ley lines.

Nigel Pennick is still publishing and working in 'spiritual crafts', and he is still involved in many folkloric and traditional activities and is a wonderful author.

Apologies for the error!

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: Crow Sister (off with the fairies)
Date: 13 Aug 10 - 03:33 PM

Gosh, the resident amateur folklorists of the re-Imagined village are all ears aprick at news of re-release of 'The Imagined Village'. While similarities have been murmured on, no-one actually knows for certain whether or not the eponymous "imagined" village has any relationship other than an incidental and 'poetic' association to the re-Imagined Lesser Rivington!
Gosh! How market-Gnostic can ya get? Read all about it here, in A Book!

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: GUEST,Suibhne Astray
Date: 13 Aug 10 - 04:04 PM

I think the important thing right now is getting The David Franks Annex sorted out at the Rivington library, seeing as how he can't post on Mudcat without getting hung, drawn & quarted (or rather the Mudcat equivilent of bounced down, thread closed & deleted!) by The Inquistion. Free speech to The Village! Who are the warders? Who are the prisoners? Will we ever find out?

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 13 Aug 10 - 05:07 PM

...pray let me say this: I heard a some of The Imagined Village's efforts on Radcliffe and Maconie (BBC), and didn't like it - aesthetically, as well as politically.

(And this: the silly thing is - I am allowed to restart one of the old WAV threads with a Daily Ditty, but they are full of broken links, as my old web-host collapsed. It seems to me that's no good for anyone, but, as you may have noticed, I'm not allowed to start a new one; thus, no-more Daily Ditties on Mudcat - even though, just before the latest was closed, a couple made it clear that they did, in a way, appreciate them.)

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: Joe Offer
Date: 13 Aug 10 - 05:16 PM

Oh, I know it is a silly thing, WAV....but I found you had posted one of the two ditties in the latest thread five times, and the other one eleven times. You're welcome to post, but only once. Feel free to post messages about revisions to locations of your poems, but one link to the index will do just fine, thankyouverymuch.
You have blatantly and repeatedly abused your posting privileges here, so I am taking action to ensure that you are now "contained." Your posts are welcome, as long as you don't post what you have posted before.
-Joe Offer, Forum Moderator-

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: Smokey.
Date: 13 Aug 10 - 05:19 PM

Write some new ones, WAV. Don't stifle your creativity.

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 13 Aug 10 - 05:35 PM

Yes: in terms of verse I've been repetative (there are only 230 pieces in my collection, and I'm content with that, Smokey), but I did try to be topical, and the bits of prose I added were new; furthermore, I did leave it for a full 6 months of newbie-growth...nice to see a couple of newbies in THE village, anyway!

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: GUEST,Suibhne Astray
Date: 13 Aug 10 - 06:45 PM

Since its inception in July last year this thread has always been above the line, but tonight it takes a dive without a word of explanation from the powers that be.

What's up, Joe?

---

I moved it. Please contact me by e-mail or personal message if you'd like to discuss the move. -Joe-

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: GUEST,Suibhne Astray
Date: 14 Aug 10 - 04:51 AM

Joe - PMs are the curse of Mudcat, which is why I stay logged out.

As a discussion, appreciation and celebration of the Folklore of the Folkscene in general this one belongs very much above the line.

I ask again, why was it moved?

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 14 Aug 10 - 05:28 AM

Via Village/Shank's pony and the train, I'm off on another folkie-excursion .

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 14 Aug 10 - 05:17 PM

...wish there was more English song and dance, but, overall, a good day; and Choral Evensong at Durham Cathedral, as ever, was wonderful.

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: GUEST,Suibhne Astray
Date: 15 Aug 10 - 04:30 AM

Where do you sit for Choral Evensong, WAV? For best results, sit in up the choir! Been a while since I was there myself of course, but should ever they be singing Purcell (etc.) I'd be sure to toddle along. Occasionally BBC Radio Three's Choral Evensong comes from Durham - worth listening out for which I'm sure you do!

Otherwise, I see we're still below the line here - and all because one righteous man in his Divinely Appointed Authority has decided he knows best! I love Mudcat for the decent folk who gather here, but find the invisible policing under the all seeing eye of our Holy Pontiff just as nauseating as the cultish adoration of Max going on elsewhere.

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: WalkaboutsVerse
Date: 15 Aug 10 - 06:31 AM

Yes, S., I was among the visitors who filled the choir; and I nearly always catch Choral Evensong at 4 PM on Wednesday and/or Sunday - only ignoring the bits about the Catholic Church and the Queen.

Also, I heard the other day that Purcell was quite stongly influenced by the folk music around him.

(And as for policing, I'm not sure that each (base/cricket) ball has been played on it's merrits lately.)

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: GUEST,Suibhne Astray
Date: 15 Aug 10 - 08:37 AM

Purcell was a bit of a folkie, adapting & arranging all sorts of traditional material - including Scottish stuff. He might have come up with original tune for Mad Tom of Bedlam which no one does anymore in favour of the new one. Not folk as such but it shiows the exgtent to which he was familiar with such things. Of course Purcell predates much of what we think of as being Traditional by 150 years, so the key traditions are still in place in Choral Evensong, only broken by the republican intermission.

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: GUEST,Blandiver
Date: 16 Nov 12 - 03:50 AM

Through the mists of a freezing November morning, The re-Imagined Village materialises like Brigadoon. Make haste before it vanishes again...

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: GUEST
Date: 16 Nov 12 - 05:16 AM

A mystery resident of the re-Imagined village has recently stumbled onto a rare and long forgotten C4 series called 'They Came from Somewhere Else'. Certain strange similarities between the fictional Middleford and the very real re-Imagined village are so thought-provoking that she anonymously shares the series via the village web-site. The series quickly goes viral and soon everyone in the re-Imagined village begins to feel that something very queer indeed is going on..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pxgGpL9zU3A

The same resident has also recently found a long out of print film adaptation of Angela Carter's 'The Magic Toyshop' and for no particular reason also shares this with her fellow residents.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a-Z-PiBtfMw

Unfortunately, after the collective distress generated by 'They Came from Somewhere Else' everyone in the village is consoling themselves with hot cups of tea, buttered crumpets and back to back re-runs of Heartbeat starring that nice Nick Berry.

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: GUEST,A Mysterious Stranger
Date: 16 Nov 12 - 05:26 AM

Sorry, me above - post wouldn't take with the 'from' box filled out...

Subject: RE: The re-Imagined Village
From: GUEST,Blandiver
Date: 16 Nov 12 - 05:44 AM

Two HTML click-links in a GUEST post??? I tell you, there are weird things afoot in The Village this morning.