Jon introduces this sleeve tugging melodrama as “A tragic temperance ballad, which apparently became quite a popular drinking song…”
Oh the irony of it. I can see how it works, however, as it has that fateful, wretched air to it that falls into the ‘morose’ stage of drinking. For more enlightenment on that and the other stages see this Mudcat thread. I’ll also note that the discussion starts from an anti-alcohol perspective and quickly moves on to discussions about topping up… Not that I’m offering any judgement. I will, however, offer that I have been abstinent for four weeks, with a few more in prospect. I won’t bore you with the details, but as I write this, it will mean I’m at the imminent AFSAD gig devoid of Dutch courage and without any lubrication of the pipes to help squeeze a tune out. Still should I be persuaded to join in, I’m sure a safe area of exclusion can be quickly set up.
Bonus track: Don’t Go Out Tonight Dear Father (Live at Bridgwater Arts Centre, 12th Feb 2011)
You can buy the February digital album now from all good download stores:
For more details on the AFSAD Tour and the after-show singing sessions, visit the AFSAD Live page.