Showing posts with label Peter Shelley. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Peter Shelley. Show all posts

Sunday, 26 April 2026

Snapshots #445: Songs About Places Beginning With W

Here's Denzel Washington with the answers to this week's quiz. I almost used his photo yesterday, but you guys are getting a bit too smart when it comes to the top of the page pic, so I went with Warren Beatty instead. Warren is a city in Ohio. There's also a Warren in Michigan. And one in Cheshire. Probably some others too.

Here are 15 more places that begin with W... Washington, Wales and Wuhan were conspicuous by their absence. Maybe in tomorrow's spillover edition... 


15. Slightly longer than a Buzzcock.

Pete Shelley was a Buzzcock. This is almost his Namesake...

Peter Shelley - Wisconsin

14. Useful for campanologists.

That's a handy bell!

Andy Bell - Weston-Super-Mare 

That's a great tune from the Erasure dude.

13. Tastes like Homer's beer.


Duffy - Warwick Avenue

12. Revolutionary War singer, without his comrades.

60s band Paul Revere and the Raiders were named after a famous soldier from the American Revolutionary War. The band were also named after their keyboard player, whose real name was Paul Revere Dick. He dropped the surname on stage. Can't think why. 

The lead singer of Paul Revere and the Raiders was...

Mark Lindsay – Windy Wakefield

I've no idea why he's singing about a town just a few miles down the M1 from me.

11. Lard, Sweet Pea & Ivy.

Lard was, of course, the nickname used by DJ Marc Riley when he worked with Mark Radcliffe in the 90s. He was also in The Fall. But whenever Mark E. Smith kicked him out, he returned to his own band...

Marc Riley With The Creepers - Bard of Woking

10. Found in the back of a taxi and on short British Airways flights.

Back of a cAB... and on BA flights.

Abba - Waterloo

9. Looming over a Norfolk Festival.

Weavers used looms - or wanted to smash them. The Norfolk music festival is held at Houghton Hall... although these guys actually came from Westhoughton in Greater Manchester. Which might explain how they spotted the UFOs below...

The Houghton Weavers - The Martians Have Landed In Wigan

8. Confused, but they still made a rich packet.

"Rich packet" was an anagram.

Cheap Trick – A Long Way To Worcester

I had to listen carefully to make sure Cheap Trick weren't signing "A long was to Wor-chester". Actually it sounds more like they sing "Wister" than "Wuster", but close enough, I guess. 

No idea why though.

7. AU + a short Friar + Spider-Man, initially. 

AU is Gold. The abbreviation for a Friar is Fra. Spider-Man is Peter Parker.

Goldfrapp - Ride A White Horse

Whitehorse is the capital of Canada's Yukon territory.

6. Lapwings dressed as lambs.

The Mutton Birds - Wellington

We needed a native band to sing about the capital of New Zealand.

5. Modern American Music Hall players.

New Vaudeville Band - Winchester Cathedral

4. Globe loathing.

Theatre Of Hate - Do You Believe In The Westworld?

I didn't say they had to be real places.

3. The Pink... Parsons.

Lily The Pink meets Alan Parsons.

Lily Allen - West End Girl

The Pet Shop Boys were disqualified for upsetting George.

2. Curt is always with them.

Ian Curtis, that is.

Joy Division - Warsaw 

1. Regularly received mail from strangers.


He was known for "getting cards and letter from people" he didn't "even know".

Always Number One in my heart...


I had a few of these leftover, so tune in tomorrow.

More of this gubbins next Saturday.


Thursday, 20 October 2022

Mid-Life Crisis Songs #86: A Dog’s Life

We live in a democratic household. Therefore when one person says he doesn’t want a dog but the other two members of society vote against him, he better be prepared to get in line. To be fair, Millie the cat was on my side, but apparently her vote doesn’t count. Or perhaps it’s my vote that doesn’t count? Millie doesn’t seem overly concerned with democracy, as long as it doesn’t affect her right to hide under the bed and never come out again, an option I have considered, but ruled out because there’s too much dust under there.

So now we have a dog: a cockapoo called Bertie. And he’s an adorable little fellow who I’m sure I’ll come to love, if I don’t already… but I still don’t want a dog. I don’t want the weight of any more responsibility. Being responsible for a child and a mortgage and a job is already more than I can bear. Because with great responsibility comes great stress, and zero power. I don’t know if any of this makes any sense, but I write it down to get it out of my system. As always.

I need to get my act together for Bertie though, and for the rest of society. He’s already had a rough ride having been taken in by one family and then returned to the breeder after a couple of weeks because their jobs changed and they couldn’t handle a puppy anymore. My heart goes out to him, and to all puppies going off to new families, rolling the dice on whether they’ll get a good one or not. We’ve got to do our best by him, and if that means dragging myself out of my latest slough of despond (or at least keeping my surface hid, just like Pagliacci did), so be it.

Ben Folds – Dog

Pulp – Dogs Are Everywhere

Cat Stevens – I Love My Dog

Lobo – Me & You & A Dog Named Boo



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