The White Horse or the White Hoarse?

Because fair hoarse is what I am after a long night’s beltin it oot at Uke Hoot last night. And a braw bricht moonlicht nicht it was as celebrated the the Bard of Alloway. “My Love is Like A Red Red Rose” and “Auld Lang Syne” were given the Hoot treatment at The White Horse. Then, straying a little from the Rabster’s own compositions we had “Loch Lomond” - that has real potential as a crowd pleaser. (That is, if we had a crowd - one couldn’t help but notice that we cleared the room quite effectively). Finally, straying even further from Burnsiana, “Donald Where’s Yer Troosers”. Once was not enough for that one - could be a keeper?

Disappointing that no-one remembered “Green Grow The Rashes O!”. It seems like only yesterday that music teacher Mrs Orr was giving it laldy on the school piano at Alloway Primary School. What TF do they teach in Scottish schools nowadays? (I know, I know, sex, drugs, advanced sex and mair drugs).

There must still be some corner of the land where Burns (something of a big sex and drugs man himself) is still given pride of place because Bellshill popsters did some justice to Green Grow the Rashes O a few years back (unless it was “Green Grow the Reefers Oh?)….

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eRj9GO0ptrY

Thanks also to Gwen for bringing along "Freight Train”. The Elizabeth Cotton railway classic transported us right back to the age of Skiffle. Perhaps another theme night in prospect…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_QoKkXDPGmw

Ah! Nancy Whiskey, Rock Island Line, Does Your Chewing Gum lose its flavour etc etc. Now, where’s ma uke…?

Cheerie bye,

Al.