A few posts back, I did a blog on Jeff Lynne's lesser known band "The Idle Race" but since adding the "and not" part to the title of my blog. next to the word obscure, I feel more liberated to include the band that made him famous, "The Move". It is almost impossible to avoid the more comercially known music during this particular series of blogs as these are what formed the springboard into my lesser-known musical affectations. There is, of course, the chance that somebody happens across the blog that has never heard of The Move, in which case they may well be rejoicing at this point. "Flowers In The Rain" was probably the first Move song I heard when I was about seven or eight; it was yet another song that was on the compilation album "Savile's Time Travels" (Nonce or not, I won't go into the whole Savile debacle which I have learned about since being abroad). The Move are one of those instantly appealing bands with insanely catchy melodies and simple, endearing lyrics yet somehow, they have longevity too, and many years later they still get their listening dues. I only wish they had been a tad more prolific but alas, Lynne seemed too creatively twitchy to be anchored to one band brand for too long. I have chosen "Kilroy Was Here" which references common grafiti from back in the day (tags of antiquity) and is, if possible, one of their lesser known songs. Enjoy:
There's a fellow roaming round the street
I think most of all I'd like to meet
I must consider him a clever lad
Making like a young Sir Galahad
Everywhere I go I think he's been
He autographs the walls around the scene
If you look hard enough you'll find him there
In rooms of public places everywhere
*Kilroy was here
Left his name around the place
Kilroy was here
Though I've never seen his face
On a short vacation with my friends
I found I had time on my hands to spare
Surveyed my telescope across the land
And saw his name imprinted in the sand
(*repeat)
I wonder could he be a cavalier
Or a roving musketeer
Or just a dustman who's insane
Everyplace regardless where or when
.... strikes again and again and again
If I ever meet that man at all
I'll hang a plaque upon my bedroom wall
A monument erected in his name
Would help to contribute towards his fame
(*repeat)
Kilroy was here
Though I've never seen his face