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In the early 90s I was at the public bar Central Club in Richmond as had been my wont, drinking and playing pinnies, when we heard that the act playing next door was some fledgling local gig which wasn't charging entry. Based on the high recommendation of the last 3 words of the previous sentence, we gave it a bash.
I'd heard 'Raspberry Cordial', the band/artist, mentioned on the radio previously, some kid making silly songs. The radio played two tunes, "There's No Kangaroos In My Backyard" and "Lets Play Matchbox Cars". They were odd, silly, and funny if you had enough beer in you. I did. I taped both songs and still have them on cassette.
At the Central Club, this bloke with a childish, sqeaky voice, was doing what we all thought was high art in our mid-teens (or late teens ... or late 20s ... shutup Kev you'll cause a scene) ... he'd rewritten the lyrics to existing tunes for purposes of comedy. I can only recall one : Prince's 'Cream' had been mutated into an ode to 'Mr Sheen'.
While some of it was very amusing, we did still pay more attention to the pool table at the back of the venue, than to the live gig at the front. The crowd numbered less than two dozen, possibly just his mates and any others who had been in the public bar and heard there was no cover charge next door.
So ... I'm currently going through all my old cassettes, trying to *cough* catalogue *cough* them, and I come across these two tunes by Raspberry Cordial : "Lets Play Matchbox Cars" and "There's No Kangaroos In My Backyard". So I plug the name 'Raspberry Cordial' into google, and then added the song titles. I was shocked by what I learnt.
So, how many of you punters already knew that Raspberry Cordial was a lyricist alter ego of John Safran?
I'd heard 'Raspberry Cordial', the band/artist, mentioned on the radio previously, some kid making silly songs. The radio played two tunes, "There's No Kangaroos In My Backyard" and "Lets Play Matchbox Cars". They were odd, silly, and funny if you had enough beer in you. I did. I taped both songs and still have them on cassette.
At the Central Club, this bloke with a childish, sqeaky voice, was doing what we all thought was high art in our mid-teens (or late teens ... or late 20s ... shutup Kev you'll cause a scene) ... he'd rewritten the lyrics to existing tunes for purposes of comedy. I can only recall one : Prince's 'Cream' had been mutated into an ode to 'Mr Sheen'.
While some of it was very amusing, we did still pay more attention to the pool table at the back of the venue, than to the live gig at the front. The crowd numbered less than two dozen, possibly just his mates and any others who had been in the public bar and heard there was no cover charge next door.
So ... I'm currently going through all my old cassettes, trying to *cough* catalogue *cough* them, and I come across these two tunes by Raspberry Cordial : "Lets Play Matchbox Cars" and "There's No Kangaroos In My Backyard". So I plug the name 'Raspberry Cordial' into google, and then added the song titles. I was shocked by what I learnt.
So, how many of you punters already knew that Raspberry Cordial was a lyricist alter ego of John Safran?
