BIG LOG

I've mentioned before how we are all guilty of mishearing song titles or lyrics and blithely going on singing the error to ourselves or others. Some examples for me are:

• "Goodbye groovy Tuesday" instead of Goodbye Ruby Tuesday.
• "Loosely in the sky with Simon" instead of Lucy in the sky with diamonds.
• "These ants are my friends, they’re blowin’ in the wind" instead of The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind.
• " I skipped the light then dangled" instead of we skipped the light fandango.
• "Excuse me while I kiss this guy" instead of Scuse me while I kiss the sky.

I referred to these in an earlier post: FOUND IT

On Saturday night we had a family gathering at my sister's holiday place a few bays away. It was the birthday celebration of one of my nieces and all three were there with their parents, their spouses and friends so a good evening was had.

Thanks to modern technology Spotify was used to access music from the internet and various favourites were called for. One niece professed a liking for Led Zeppelin and Robert Plant's songs. We obviously discussed the two excellent albums that he and Alison Krauss collaborated on. Hey! I just happen to have a link to a post I wrote on this: TINY DESK

Anyway I then asked her if she was familiar with the excellent Robert Plant song Big Log. This brought guffaws from everyone referring to the scatological connection of that. I wound them up by saying that American freeways are very long with few stops so  having "a big log by the freeway" isn't an unusual thing.

I sung to them:

I love a big log by the freeway
You have to while the cars fly by
And the tail lights dissolve in the coming of night
Because there are no rest-stops for your plight. 

The real lyrics, as you musical cognoscenti know are:

My love is in league with the freeway
Its passion will rise as the cities fly by
And the tail lights dissolve in the coming of night
And the questions and thousands take flight

We didn't access the song to play so I couldn't  prove either my adaptation or the real lyrics. My brother in law was adamant that the title of the song was Big Leg which the others all thought was more likely and I was relegated to the position of 'silly old uncle' which I guess comes with the territory of old age.

I did get some satisfaction on Sunday morning though - early as I was up watching the Rugby World Cup match - of finding Big Log, copying the link and texting it to all and sundry. Result! Big Log, not 'Big Leg'!

Anyway, here's BIG LOG for you: