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Moos Wrote:

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> giggirl, why Fake Plastic Trees? I'm intreegued.



For some reason I've got it into my head that it was directed at, amongst other things (relationships, obviously) living in London. Can't remember why I think that - I must have read it somewhere.


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SeanMacGabhann Wrote:

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> I've never understood why Jerusalem was "English"?

> Anyone care to explain?


It's all in those lovely words of William Blake, Sean.

Did young JC hang out in Glasto or something??


And then, obviously, there's the vague Peckham connection!

Do you mean that litterally? William Blake, never left London apparently, darak satanic millis, "On England's Ggreen and pleasant land"


Or Symbolically - Blake talking aboiut building a 'new Jerusalem' or spirituality in England, leaning to socialism, (or more recently rugger buggers and the WI funnily enough)

or make your own mind up


And did those feet in ancient time,

Walk upon Englands mountains green:

And was the holy Lamb of God,

On Englands pleasant pastures seen!


And did the Countenance Divine,

Shine forth upon our clouded hills?

And was Jerusalem builded here,

Among these dark Satanic Mills?


Bring me my Bow of burning gold;

Bring me my Arrows of desire:

Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold:

Bring me my Chariot of fire!


I will not cease from Mental Fight,

Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand:

Till we have built Jerusalem,

In Englands green & pleasant Land.

ontheedge Wrote:

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> The Sundays can't remember name of song but first

> line "england my country the home home of the free

> such beautiful weather" i think


Good call, ontheedge. The song is "Can't be sure"... and I think you'll find it's miserable weather!

Takes me back 20 years to Uni *sigh*.


And as for you,Mr Smith; Amadan!

Now go read some Blake.

London Girls - The Vibrators

London Lady - The Stranglers

England Swings - Roger Miller (nominally about England but really about London)

Saturday Gigs - Mott The Hoople

Good calls on White Man In The Hammersmith Palais, Waterloo Sunset and Rainy Night In Soho which was the song that my son and new bride did their first dance to at their wedding.

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