I have mentioned 'Sounds' before.
More a newspaper than a magazine.
It was my favourite music journal in the 70s.
The tongue-in-cheek humour was right up my street.
They once published a pic of Lemmy not dissimmilar to the one above.
The caption?...'Lemmy, bumper crop of mushrooms'.
This had a teenage Titus rolling around on the floor in hysterics.
Even in the following days I was still having random giggling fits.
Not good at school.
Gave them the chance to whip out variants of that old classic:
"Titus, seeing as you seem to find something so funny,
perhaps you'd like to share this comic gem with the rest of the class?".
I was not doing well.
Music had ruined my studies (as they say in the States)
My History teacher was particularly concerned.
After one lesson he asked to have a word with me.
I was supposed to have written 20 essays.
I'd done one.
He was quite young and he tried to get through to me by saying:
"I know you are into music, I like music myself.
I remember seeing Jethro Tull and was amazed how the flute player
could leap around while still playing...BUT..."
You can guess the rest.
Anyway I passed the History exam and when I went to see the results
I was looking around for Tull-Teacher to say "See...nothing to worry about"
but he was nowhere to be seen.
He told me that General Boulanger, a key figure in the first world war,
died on the grave of his mistress.
He said not to put that in any formal/exam essay.
I put it in regardless and passed!
besides, it's by far the most interesting thing about General Boulanger.
The History teacher was a nice guy and I gave him a hard time.
A belated 'Sorry Sir'.
His name was Herr Goebbels (it wasn't...Ed.)
regards
Titus
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