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Hush! Hush! Whisper who dares!

I shall call this photo The Thinker.
I bet no one has ever thought of that.
We went to the Battle of the Bands at River Rhythms.
Sigh.
It was more of a massacre.
The expertise of the bands ranged from brilliant to diabolical.

There were six of them.
There were a couple who were ok. A few who were dreadful and one which was exceptionally good.
One band made much of the fact that they wrote their own songs.
They really shouldn't.
If you are not very good with words then it would be best to just play the notes.......bit like My Lovely Horse (Father Ted).
Example :-
One of their songs had the line....
"She came into the room, preceded by the smell ....(pause) ....of her perfume.

I thought I would choke with laughter.
Sadly it wasn't meant to be funny.

There was also a compare who apart from being a dirty old git insisted we have a quiz in between each band, to allow set up etc.
No one wanted to do a poxy quiz.
He also insisted that when he read out a question, if you knew the answer you had to put up your hand and shout "Downtown".
Then he would give you the opportunity to answer.

Of course people could not get the hang of this and he was getting quite irate. If he told us once he told us a hundred times to put up our hands and shout "Downtown". He then said we had to do it at the same time.
This sent Gary and I into paroxysms of laughter as we tried to put up a hand and yell "Downtown" simultaneously.

Plus the questions were too hard, too obscure and people were really getting fed up with it.
For example :-
He asked "Who was the first inductee on the Summerfest Wall of Fame.
Well, I doubt anyone knew there was a Summerfest Wall of Fame let alone who was first on it.
He banged on and on.
People were shouting out names, without a hand up and "Downtown"....he was getting cross.....then when he asked for the umpteenth time "Who was...blah blah blah".....someone yelled "Yo Mamma".

The crowd was hysterical.
He seemed to lose heart after that.
Anyway, one band stole the whole show. They were amazing and got everyone moving, clapping etc.
They had a panel of 3 judges and when the results were read, in reverse order, we listened to 3rd and 2nd place, just waiting for RayGun (the brill ones) to be announced winners.
They weren't.
We were gobsmacked. They came nowhere. Talk about a fix. People were not happy. The band who won were awful. They looked like a bunch of nerds and the singer sang like Tiny Tim when he did Tiptoe Through The Tulips. You may have to look that up.
Philip was so annoyed he actually went up to RayGun and told them they should have won. I felt so sorry for them. When they came on we had joked that the rest might as well have gone home.
I hate it when things are fixed.


"Hush! Hush! Whisper who dares! Looby Loo is saying her prayers."

I know one of my friends tells me off for putting up pictures of the kitties. He once asked me if it was a punishment.
But, this one was so cute with Looby Loo looking like she is saying her prayers.
Perhaps she is praying for him.

posted by Sue Banks @ 1:39 PM