Hi There Your Friendly Neighbourhood Psychic...

[HonaloochieB]

I was stooging aimlessly about the manor recently when up ahead of me I noticed a mother and child engaged in a spat. The child was staring mutinously at the pavement while the mother was fairly giving him chapter and verse on some transgression or other.

Unbidden the opening bars of Tom Petty's I Won't Back Down came into my head, I chuckled at the appropriateness of the internal soundtrack.

Imagine my astonishment as I drew alongside them and the boy slowly raised his head fixed his parent with a baleful gaze and said 'Mummy you can stand me up at the gates of Hell, but I won't go back down to school, forgotten reading book or not'.

Well I carried on sauntering but but with a renewed bout of chuckling ( the pair heard me and paused in their showdown, I like to think I brought about a truce but I didn't hang about to see) while marvelling at the coincidence of it all.

Later on I popped into a local and after several pints of premium lager and a brace or so of vera and phils I took to musing on the incident.

I judged I had been too hasty in my conclusion of crude coincidence and that surely this was more.

So much more.

I realised this was a power, a gift if you like, possibly a very low level super-power that I should use for good. My good.

This is where I am seeking the help of the good burghers of the EDF.

What I'd like you to do is to give me details of any incident that has occured in your presence, I will lay my hands on your post and tell you the song that was going through your head at the time.

It's an oppotunity to get in on the ground floor of what could be an exciting business opportunity in the world of hoodoo and superstition.

Just to be clear there is no payment for any contributions, think of it as being for the greater good.

Of me.

Anyway try and do your best as I'll probably be 'Denning' this at some point.

I was thinkin a 100K for 15% of the company.

The money would in part go towards some hand-tooled pillar-box red brogues, a couple of bespoke ostrich skin frock coats and a part-time henchman.

Oh and setting up training sessions for people who want to start up by themselves in the pyschic tune-divining business.

I'll mug up a bit on Scientology and roughly base the programme on that, I mean that old mutha Hubbard made an absolute mint on his diuretics so there's obviously a market for just this sort of lark.

I reckon that woman in the Den who resembles the late Lux Interior would be willing to pony up the scratch.

Don't ask me why, just a feeling.

So get on board with me on this one and I'll make sure Duncan B and Pasty-faced Pete get to hear all about the EDF

Thanks.

[HonaloochieB]

In case you're wondering it was indeed The Pet Shop Boys 'Opportunities'.

[Annette Curtain]

*keels over*

[Jah Lush]

Ooooh! Welcome back old bean. Once I get this bloody Mary down my Gregory I'll get back to you on this.

[maxxi]

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:)

[Peckhamgatecrasher]

*swoon*

[????]

I dunno, it was a long time ago but i remember William was sounding like he was gonna top himself, Wendy was trying to flog moody M&S tights, Freddy had acne, as usual and all the geezer on the box could say was that were just hooligans, me, I just didn't care, I loved Mark Bolan et al.

[HonaloochieB]

I've laid my hands on and I'm getting All The Young Dudes by Mott The Hoople segueing into Sham 69's Borstal Breakout.

P.S. Thanks Quids, it's just this sort of open goal that'll impress the Dragons into stumping up the rhino.

Good work.

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Hey? it was Dancing Queen by Abba....I want my money back

[HonaloochieB]

For any Dragons watching, Quids is of course joshing, he's quite the wag.

P.S. Quids, ixnay with uthtray.

[GSJ57]

This is exactly the type of thread that makes the EDF great! Welcome back HB!

[HonaloochieB]

GS357 I'm getting Zip-A-Dee Doo Dah for some reason.

Or that may just be me.

Thanks for the welcome back.

[GSJ57]

Nailed it - spooky.

[Alan Medic]

Dear H. I'm at a crossroads in my life and have been there for some time.I keep hearing Nothing Rhymed by Gilbert O' Sullivan. How do I get this out of my head and what should be there? Can you help?

PS My brother knows Duncan B if that helps?

[Jeremy]

Welcome back HB. Put me down for a training session.

[HonaloochieB]

Alan M sadly tou haven't been paying proper attention to the sounds in your noggin, the actually song I'm getting is Alone Again Or by Love.

It seems the 'fluence was weak and you mistook it for Alone Again Naturally by Gilbert O'Sullivan which you then misnamed as Nothing Rhymed.

It's nothing to worry about, we Mind-Song-Divinologists see this sort of thing all the time.

Jeremy well done, you get the early adopter discount - tell your friends.

[Muley]

Oh happy day! Welcome back HB, tho' this new enterprise of yours doesn't seem too far removed from your 'Evil Genius' tack of a while back. Anyways, I recall seeing this scrawny posh geezer somewhere between Denmark Hill and Peckham Rye, and that got me to thinking...

[HonaloochieB]

Muley, Evil Genius is what I am, Mid-Song-Divinology is what I do. For now.

And the song that simply leaps off the screen is Morning (Coat) Train by the Caledonian songbird Sheena Easton.

[Muley]

Sheena Easton, who could ever forget her masterful cameo appearance in Miami Vice. But no, this chap was a titled Caucasian geezer.

[HonaloochieB]

I see where you're attemting to lead me Muley but the song coming loud and clear from your mindogram is in fact 'Swing Low Sweet Chariot by The Dame Nelly Melba.

[Annette Curtain]

Is there an app for this ?

HashtagWossitCalled

(i've got a hashtagless mac you see)

Actuaaaly, there must be a tune for that.

[stacey-lyn]

HonaloochieB Wrote:

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> Muley, Evil Genius is what I am,

> Mid-Song-Divinology is what I do. For now.

Diversify to multiply. Rumpology - now you're talkin'.

[HonaloochieB]

Stacey-Lyn I'm getting Sir Mix A Lot's 'Baby Got Back'.

Why have you got that on your mental stereo?

[stacey-lyn]

spookily close, I cannot lie.