More low singing
Now on to the eighty first vid. This was yet another request, and it’s called “Afternoons and coffee spoons” originally by “The crash test dummies”. I felt I wanted to do something a little cheeky with the video. You see so many people singing in the privacy of their own home, using whatever they can get their hands on as a microphone. Well, I went a bit further than that 
Take a look at my version of “Afternoons and coffee spoons”. There’s a list of objects in the description of the video, but I think you’d have to go on to Youtube to check that out
Now for the continuation of some of the events of my father’s life.
My Dad. Part 3.
My Nan lived a majority of her life in “Cowgate road” in the outskirts of of London in a town called Greenford. That place has reminders for a number of people, as I will expand upon later. It wasn’t long before my father became involved in criminal activities. He became involved in a west london gang, and became quite an influential member. Dad couldn’t keep his paws off of other people’s possesions, and at some point during his association with the gang, guns and knives came into play, though there were never any reports of him using any. I’ve got two interesting stories to tell about this time. One was a robbery that he was a part of. It was an art robbery in Chelsea. He recounted to me that he was fleeing the scene with his hands full, across Chelsea bridge, and he had to offload because they were slowing him down. So one of the valuable paintings was thrown into the river thames. So if the authorities ever wondered where one of the missing paintings is. The answer is “At the bottom of the river thames”. The rest of the haul was concealed in his mother’s attic without her knowledge. So she was a little surprised when the police raided her home and produced a collection of paintings. They finally caught up with him and he paid for the crime.
One thing that could never be underestimated about him was his smooth tongue. On one occasion he was arrested for a crime, and conviction and prison were sure to follow, but amazingly he managed to talk his way out of the situation. He engaged one of the officers in conversation about music. There weren’t many people that weren’t fascinated by music in those times. Anyway, this policeman revealed to my father that he had an old violin. My father enthusiastically suggested he bring it in for him to examine. He managed to convince him that he was an expert in old musical instruments (which he wasn’t). Very soon the officer brought the violin into the station and allowed my father to examine it. There was a lot of excitement from my father and he made him believe that this was the violin he always wanted, and he offered a few hundred pounds to buy it from him. Now that was an awful lot of money then. The policeman quickly accepted, and my father obtained the funds through contacts, and the result was one happy policeman. My father didn’t even get charged for the crime. Oh yes. The wonderful violin. It was worth nothing. I’m not sure where my father obtained the money, but one thing is for certain. It wasn’t his own money.
To be continued……
Here’s an update on my album “Sight Or Sound”. I’ve been playing around with the user interface on CDBaby. It’s pretty good, because it tells me how many people visit my page on a daily basis. Also which companies the album has been sent to for distribution. So far there is only one on the list, and that is “Amazon”. However, delivery doesn’t mean availability. That can take from a week to 3 months. Depending on the company.
You can listen to clips of all the songs on “Sight Or Sound” at:
Here’s the Youtube stuff.
Subscriptions are up to 920.
Those that have viewed my channel now total 21,490.
Aggregate video views are 358,999.
My next video will be the last cover version for a little while. It will be “Run” by “Snow patrol”.
