The FOC thread.

We had that on a 78, along with "Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen,"
The guy who sang that, Dick James, made an absolute fortune as his one man company Northern Songs became the Lennon and McCartney's publisher.
When they got their recording contract they were told that they needed a publisher, they didn't know that....George Martin said, I know this bloke...etc.
Dick James's lucky day!

He eventually sold the rights to all the Beatles songs, about 200 to Sir Lew Grade without telling them....which pissed off Lennon and McCartney big time.
 
I met the woman who did Muffin in a hotel bar in Wilmslow many years ago. She engaged me in conversation on the basis that she was famous and I must know who she was. ( I didn’t and had to deduce who she was from her ramblings.) She was pissed and complaining that the Beeb had let her down by discontinuing the prog some years before.
That's the worst version of Honkey Tonk Women I've ever heard. You really should try harder to learn the words
 
The guy who sang that, Dick James, made an absolute fortune as his one man company Northern Songs became the Lennon and McCartney's publisher.
When they got their recording contract they were told that they needed a publisher, they didn't know that....George Martin said, I know this bloke...etc.
Dick James's lucky day!

He eventually sold the rights to all the Beatles songs, about 200 to Sir Lew Grade without telling them....which pissed off Lennon and McCartney big time.
And that was why the Beatles formed Apple.
 
And that was why the Beatles formed Apple.

As Kate Bush said early on, “I don't want to be managing director of the world, I just want to be managing director of myself”. Head screwed on right, that girl.

Of course, if you are to believe McCartney, it didn't stopped them getting screwed by Allen Klein.
 
*sitting weeping all alone in the corner*
I'm even too old for the FOC (funny old codgers) thread. Oh woe is me, woe is me.





:-) ;-)

I shall retire gracefully back to the John Stones thread. :-)

In my mind (and everywhere) I am a whippersnapper on this thread. An impostor. Worryingly, in the last two or three years lads (and lasses!) have started getting up in buses occasionally and offering me their seat. Even more worryingly, I sometimes find myself accepting…
 
In my mind (and everywhere) I am a whippersnapper on this thread. An impostor. Worryingly, in the last two or three years lads (and lasses!) have started getting up in buses occasionally and offering me their seat. Even more worryingly, I sometimes find myself accepting…
After the rag final loss I was on the underground and some young blue fucker offered me his seat!!!!!!

Shit end to a shit afternoon (I'd only just reached junior FOC by then)!!!!!
 
After the rag final loss I was on the underground and some young blue fucker offered me his seat!!!!!!

Shit end to a shit afternoon (I'd only just reached junior FOC by then)!!!!!
I got on a packed bus yesterday. Nobody offered me their seat despite the fact that I am obviously disabled. Not even the twenty something sitting in the disabled seat. I don’t like to ask as she may have had an invisible problem.
I had a lot of trouble standing upright. Looking young and sprightly at my age (!) is not always an advantage.
 

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