Alec Wishart, frontman for Hogsnort Rupert’s Original Flagon Band, later rebranded as Hogsnort Rupert, has died.
Karl du Fresne pays tribute to a lovely man and born entertainer.
I’m not sure I could have named any members of the band but their music is etched in my memory.
My brothers and I saved up to buy our father a record of his favourite song Pretty Girl for a birthday or Christmas and we often danced to it.
Aunty Alice Brought Us This was another one which got our toes tapping.
One Christmas morning the church organist was playing a medley of carols as we waited for the service to begin when she suddenly stopped mid-bar and giggled. The tune that started as a carol had morphed in to Aunty Alice.
Rob beat me to Pretty Girl, which he posted on Sunday, so here’s another Hogsnort Rupert song as my contribution to day five of the New Zealand Music Month tune a day challenge.
It’s Aunty Alice Brought Us This (and because it’s a medley you get four other songs as a bonus, I didn’t recognise the second and third, the fourth is When Grand Dad Played his Piano and it finishes with Pretty Girl) :
UPDATE: Inquiring Mind takes us to Taurmaranui on the Main Trunk Line with When The Cats Been Spayed adn gives us a bonus with Po Atarau (Now is the Hour) by The Willow Singers
Keeping Stock brings us Love Hate Revenge from The Avengers.
Rob gives us twofer Tuesday – Distant Sun from Crowded House which comes with a long story short and Greg Johnson singing Save Yourself.
Day four of the tune a day for New Zealand Music Month challenge and if the description on Brooke Fraser‘s website is to be believed, her songs are aural sweet treats:
She makes the kind of music that sounds like a pop marshmallow has dropped into a folk hot chocolate and become a warm, spicy chocolatey broth.
Here she is singing Without You:
Keeping Stock has Wayne Mason and Don McGlashan with Nature
Inquiring Mind brings us The Camel by Fat Freddys Drop
And Rob caught up yesterday with Pretty Girl by Hogsnort Rupert (my father’s favourite – my brothers and I bought him one of those wee round black things – were they called 45s? – of it for a birthday).
And Rob’s offering for today is from the same era – If I Only Had Time by John Rowles.