My friend Robbie, recently sent me a photograph. I was performing an acoustic set with Peter the vocalist from the band that I played in and wrote for. I had forgotten about that particular performance. It stirred one or two memories. Peter had/has a voice that could charm a goddess. We often performed at house parties as well as the venues we played. After our performance, the guests would ask Peter to sing acapella. He loved to sing the Hue and Cry song “Looking Out For Linda”, without accompaniment. The audience would be mesmerised as Peter wowed them with his vocal ability “I was not looking for Linda but Linda found me; hiding away on the slow train home". That was then and now, I haven’t seen Peter for about 6 or 7 years since leaving my home town. This is a song about the above scenario and my fondness for an old friend. I allowed my memory to recall the great times and performances we enjoyed then dusted down a Fender Parlour (PM2) guitar for the lead acoustic on this recording.
and so, the stage was set; “A hush fell in the darkened room”…………..
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Please sing a lullaby;
tell me all the places you have been.
Bold words set to dulcit tones.
show me all the places you have seen.
I remember when the music ceased to play;
a crowd of people gathered 'round to say"
Please sing a lullaby, "hiding out with Linda on the train".
A hush fell in the darkened room.
Mesmerise the audience again.
I doubt you'll ever soothe my weary thoughts.
Memories will live, yes they'll be.
Sing for me.
Sing for me.
A photograph appeared, you were there with me; a cold night in the north.
When you and I are older, will we care? It's been so many years.
"Please sing a lullaby, tell me all the places you have been.
Please sing a lullaby.
Please sing a lullaby.
Written by Paul Vasey March 2024
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