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Anyone have any thoughts on this?


One friend wants universal sobbing and lamentation - so is going for 'the saddest song he can think of'. Another promises to go the chipper comedy route. Personally I think 'Life On Mars' would work really well as the coffin makes its way into the oven - with the specification that the closing of the crematorium curtains are synchronised perfectly with the final orchestral flourish.

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What precise moment are we talking about *Bob*?


As the coffin enters?

Something for mourners to sing-a-long to?

As the coffin descends (into ground or flame)?


I reckon something classical and dramatic, followed by something uplifting, followed by something properly depressing and moving. I want them leaving my funeral in tears, the bastards.

Three tracks? That's a lot.


One at the start maybe for the filing-in. I don't really go with the 'mid-service' track. It's often a bit awkward afterwards - the 'celebrant' never quite knows how to manage the post-music link. I'm not sure it works that well.


I think you want one big hitter that ties everything up with no talking afterwards - then straight down the pub.

of late, Gavin Friday's "Lord I'm coming" ticks the boxes for me


Obviously I'm not a religious chap, but the tone and imemdiacy of voice on this works - then the strings stir towards the end. And then some final words


7 minutes long - should cover most of the proceedings

At a mate of mine a few years ago [car accident], his family asked that we choose a coupl of tunes, so we chose som e muddy waters and the doors, both huge favourites of his. Poor choice of song as "there's a killer on the road..." echoed across the crematorium.


Anoth mate had a couple of tunes (and he did choose them himself as he had a couple of years to think about it), firstly a melancholic one one of the sad massive attack ones, i forget which exactly but the service finished up with Elvis laughing all the way through Lonesome Tonight, which was a great choice.


Another friend of mine has said he wants 'I am the Resurrection' because it appeals to his sense of humour.

Jeremy Wrote:

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> How about the Puff Daddy version of Every Breath

> You Take? Simultaneously brings a tear to the eye

> and gets the booty shaking. Also reminds us that

> even when faced with the death of a friend,

> there's a few quid to be made if you're sharp

> enough.


Sting got the ker-CHING on that one. Diddy didn't get a look-in.


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Jeremy Wrote:

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> The "artist" earns royalties as well as the

> songwriter, right? Then the bigger picture... all

> the albums he sold off the back of it, and the

> overall rise in his profile. I'm sure Puffy Diddly

> would have done very well out of it.


I'm sure - had Puffy known it would shift several million copies - his legals would have argued more agressively for a cut. Maybe Puffy will have that song played at his funeral? (Sting should still get the PPL on that as well though, naturally)

We chose a rather loud blasting version of Spirit in the Sky when scattering my Granddad's ashes into the furnace of a steam train... A word of advice when considering such a scattering, especially when in motion - ensure the windows on the carriage are closed!


The funeral itself contained the sombre yet peaceful/hopeful classical type selection upon arrival, Andrea Bocelli and Sara Brightman version of time to say goodbye for the emotional coffin descending into the ground in the crematorium and a good, extremely loud Royal Air Force recording of St Louis Blues March to be heard from the outside to the surrounding garden space for family exit.

My funeral


Hurt by Johnnie Cash


Complete Control, The Clash


That as the curtain draws


On White Horses, by Jackie (the theme to the TV series "White Horses"


Mum went off to Follow Me, Follow You, by Genesis. As much as I don't like all that late 70s pomp rock, it was very touching.


A good friend went into the flames with the Dr Who theme, which after 1 1/2 hours of death and damnation in a high church ceremony was a relief.


My reserve would be Atmosphere, by Joy Division. Pretty Vacant could also be slotted in.

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