Buying the albums sampled on “You Can All Join In”.
One thing I have much valued about doing this blog is that it gives me a motivation to listen to albums again that I have not listened to for decades. This has never been more true than in the case of this one. I had subconsciously written it off as being a “one good track LP”; listening to it again I find this was most unfair. On the whole, this is actually a fine record.
However, before I get on to the music, there is some good stuff on the back cover of the LP, which is indeed faithfully duplicated on the CD insert. Most notably, there is a prose/poem titled “TUMBLES IN THE BRACKEN”:
“John is more of a clamberer; bumbling into
stacks of old Weekend Telegraphs and running
round corners into prams. John wins surprise
packets; splashes after Bombay swans and
eats pigeon pie.
Open your eyes: say “Water”
“Water you mean?”
Down in Surbiton, where the trams and the
ladies and February trickle past
John twiddles and tumbles.
Open your eyes: say “Tumbler”
“Tumbler in cider”
All the time, John is not a blunderer: He [sic] is standing with a tabby cat.
Open your eyes: say “Jennifer Martyn”
“Whacko for John”
[signed] T.A. Wheeley.”