Adventures in Potatoland

Jul 14, 2020 | Covid-19 Diary, Dead Water

It’s a funny thing, sometimes I know what I’m going to write here, sometimes inspiration strikes as I sit down in front of the keyboard, but every so often I sit down to write and haven’t a clue what to say.

Today is one of those days.

I did get a couple of 1970 music pieces up, belatedly, and I also listened to two extremely obscure 1970 releases by the same (obscure) artist, in preparation for a future post. Tomorrow is an old favourite of mine, Dory Previn’s On My Way To Where, which I’ve owned in one form or another since the mid-1970s. A wee bit of other writing was also done, but not much.

The great excitement of the day was finding that some chitted potatoes stuffed into a cheap bag of Tesco’s top soil some weeks ago produced some decent new potatoes (which tasted notably better than the ones that went in). A proper attempt at a potato crop is on the cards for next year, I think.

No new Netflix adventures.

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Music: Smoky Wood and the Modern Mountaineers are probably best known (to the extent they can be called ‘known’) for Everybody’s Truckin, a piece of filth from 1937, memorably covered as Everybody’s Doin’ It Now in 1973 (I think) by Commander Cody and His Lost Planet Airmen, possibly the best name for a band I ever heard. Commander Cody got himself banned on several radio stations because of the lyric. It has the advantage over Smoky Wood because it omits what, by the early seventies, was already regarded as casual racism.

As a Tuesday treat, and because I have nothing else to write about, here are both versions of the song, one vulgar, the other vulgar and racist. What larks.