Raphael Ravenscroft
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The Don of Croy said:
Sorry but I rather like Baker Street, and the guitar solo particularly (which gets far less air time then the equally pleasant sax piece).
RIP Mr. Ravenscroft (any relation to John Peel?)
Agreed.RIP Mr. Ravenscroft (any relation to John Peel?)
There are always plenty of happy songs but Baker Street is meant to be a dirge. Its a song for losers about a man trapped in a cycle of depression and probably alcoholism who keeps telling himself that things are going to change. Tomorrow, he'll get up, sober up and make something of himself, maybe move away from the city to get a clean slate. But at the end of another rubbish day at a meaningless job or possibly just spent hanging around in a greasy spoon, he hits the booze again at either a pub or his equally depressed and stuck in rut mates grotty flat & finds himself thinking about missed opportunity's the same as he does every night.
There is no pretty or even ugly woman in this life, no family to fall back on, there is just him and the inertia of his everyday life. There was plenty of people like this back in the late 70s and probably a few about now, no matter how you dress how wonderful life is these days with Iphones, internet and the Premiership. Some people make life choices that don't work out, some times they don't help themselves.
Not everyone can have sunshine, flowers, a gorgeous wife and be a powerfully built company director. Some peoples lives are always 19-45 on a rainy Wendnesday evening, sitting in a half empty pub in the arse end of London, wondering where it all went wrong.
The Hypno-Toad said:
Agreed.
There are always plenty of happy songs but Baker Street is meant to be a dirge. Its a song for losers about a man trapped in a cycle of depression and probably alcoholism who keeps telling himself that things are going to change. Tomorrow, he'll get up, sober up and make something of himself, maybe move away from the city to get a clean slate. But at the end of another rubbish day at a meaningless job or possibly just spent hanging around in a greasy spoon, he hits the booze again at either a pub or his equally depressed and stuck in rut mates grotty flat & finds himself thinking about missed opportunity's the same as he does every night.
There is no pretty or even ugly woman in this life, no family to fall back on, there is just him and the inertia of his everyday life. There was plenty of people like this back in the late 70s and probably a few about now, no matter how you dress how wonderful life is these days with Iphones, internet and the Premiership. Some people make life choices that don't work out, some times they don't help themselves.
Not everyone can have sunshine, flowers, a gorgeous wife and be a powerfully built company director. Some peoples lives are always 19-45 on a rainy Wendnesday evening, sitting in a half empty pub in the arse end of London, wondering where it all went wrong.
Blimey, you got all that from a sax riff?There are always plenty of happy songs but Baker Street is meant to be a dirge. Its a song for losers about a man trapped in a cycle of depression and probably alcoholism who keeps telling himself that things are going to change. Tomorrow, he'll get up, sober up and make something of himself, maybe move away from the city to get a clean slate. But at the end of another rubbish day at a meaningless job or possibly just spent hanging around in a greasy spoon, he hits the booze again at either a pub or his equally depressed and stuck in rut mates grotty flat & finds himself thinking about missed opportunity's the same as he does every night.
There is no pretty or even ugly woman in this life, no family to fall back on, there is just him and the inertia of his everyday life. There was plenty of people like this back in the late 70s and probably a few about now, no matter how you dress how wonderful life is these days with Iphones, internet and the Premiership. Some people make life choices that don't work out, some times they don't help themselves.
Not everyone can have sunshine, flowers, a gorgeous wife and be a powerfully built company director. Some peoples lives are always 19-45 on a rainy Wendnesday evening, sitting in a half empty pub in the arse end of London, wondering where it all went wrong.
Impressive.
Have a wander over to the MOBO thread, you might be able to shed some light on the b
ks going on over there............The Hypno-Toad said:
Agreed.
There are always plenty of happy songs but Baker Street is meant to be a dirge. Its a song for losers about a man trapped in a cycle of depression and probably alcoholism who keeps telling himself that things are going to change. Tomorrow, he'll get up, sober up and make something of himself, maybe move away from the city to get a clean slate. But at the end of another rubbish day at a meaningless job or possibly just spent hanging around in a greasy spoon, he hits the booze again at either a pub or his equally depressed and stuck in rut mates grotty flat & finds himself thinking about missed opportunity's the same as he does every night.
There is no pretty or even ugly woman in this life, no family to fall back on, there is just him and the inertia of his everyday life. There was plenty of people like this back in the late 70s and probably a few about now, no matter how you dress how wonderful life is these days with Iphones, internet and the Premiership. Some people make life choices that don't work out, some times they don't help themselves.
Not everyone can have sunshine, flowers, a gorgeous wife and be a powerfully built company director. Some peoples lives are always 19-45 on a rainy Wendnesday evening, sitting in a half empty pub in the arse end of London, wondering where it all went wrong.
If can't be all that bad if he can afford to live in London!There are always plenty of happy songs but Baker Street is meant to be a dirge. Its a song for losers about a man trapped in a cycle of depression and probably alcoholism who keeps telling himself that things are going to change. Tomorrow, he'll get up, sober up and make something of himself, maybe move away from the city to get a clean slate. But at the end of another rubbish day at a meaningless job or possibly just spent hanging around in a greasy spoon, he hits the booze again at either a pub or his equally depressed and stuck in rut mates grotty flat & finds himself thinking about missed opportunity's the same as he does every night.
There is no pretty or even ugly woman in this life, no family to fall back on, there is just him and the inertia of his everyday life. There was plenty of people like this back in the late 70s and probably a few about now, no matter how you dress how wonderful life is these days with Iphones, internet and the Premiership. Some people make life choices that don't work out, some times they don't help themselves.
Not everyone can have sunshine, flowers, a gorgeous wife and be a powerfully built company director. Some peoples lives are always 19-45 on a rainy Wendnesday evening, sitting in a half empty pub in the arse end of London, wondering where it all went wrong.
MitchT said:
The Hypno-Toad said:
Agreed.
There are always plenty of happy songs but Baker Street is meant to be a dirge. Its a song for losers about a man trapped in a cycle of depression and probably alcoholism who keeps telling himself that things are going to change. Tomorrow, he'll get up, sober up and make something of himself, maybe move away from the city to get a clean slate. But at the end of another rubbish day at a meaningless job or possibly just spent hanging around in a greasy spoon, he hits the booze again at either a pub or his equally depressed and stuck in rut mates grotty flat & finds himself thinking about missed opportunity's the same as he does every night.
There is no pretty or even ugly woman in this life, no family to fall back on, there is just him and the inertia of his everyday life. There was plenty of people like this back in the late 70s and probably a few about now, no matter how you dress how wonderful life is these days with Iphones, internet and the Premiership. Some people make life choices that don't work out, some times they don't help themselves.
Not everyone can have sunshine, flowers, a gorgeous wife and be a powerfully built company director. Some peoples lives are always 19-45 on a rainy Wendnesday evening, sitting in a half empty pub in the arse end of London, wondering where it all went wrong.
If can't be all that bad if he can afford to live in London!There are always plenty of happy songs but Baker Street is meant to be a dirge. Its a song for losers about a man trapped in a cycle of depression and probably alcoholism who keeps telling himself that things are going to change. Tomorrow, he'll get up, sober up and make something of himself, maybe move away from the city to get a clean slate. But at the end of another rubbish day at a meaningless job or possibly just spent hanging around in a greasy spoon, he hits the booze again at either a pub or his equally depressed and stuck in rut mates grotty flat & finds himself thinking about missed opportunity's the same as he does every night.
There is no pretty or even ugly woman in this life, no family to fall back on, there is just him and the inertia of his everyday life. There was plenty of people like this back in the late 70s and probably a few about now, no matter how you dress how wonderful life is these days with Iphones, internet and the Premiership. Some people make life choices that don't work out, some times they don't help themselves.
Not everyone can have sunshine, flowers, a gorgeous wife and be a powerfully built company director. Some peoples lives are always 19-45 on a rainy Wendnesday evening, sitting in a half empty pub in the arse end of London, wondering where it all went wrong.
t holes. I know these things, I've watched repeats of The Sweeney.
The Hypno-Toad said:
I think there were areas of London back in the 70s (probably not your actual Baker Street.) where you could live very cheaply because basically they were st holes.
I know these things, I've watched repeats of The Sweeney.
Notting Hill was certainly a slum in the 70s and it took the race riots of the 80s to change that. By the 90s of course you needed half a mill for a 1 bed flat!t holes. I know these things, I've watched repeats of The Sweeney.
The Hypno-Toad said:
I think there were areas of London back in the 70s (probably not your actual Baker Street.) where you could live very cheaply because basically they were st holes.
I know these things, I've watched repeats of The Sweeney.
My Nan & Grandad owned a property in Cadogan Gardens (SW3) in the 50-60s, and they are/were far from wealthy, he was a self-employed painter/decorator - at todays prices it would be worth multiples of millions.t holes. I know these things, I've watched repeats of The Sweeney.
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