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11:06 p.m. - June 20, 2007 Sandy Dennis takes the vocals and is spot on perfect, but the band, featuring Richard Thompson on guitar, Dave Swarbrick on violin and Dave Mattacks on drums all turning in vital performances. Mind you, one of the variations of this is about 30 verses long (they had a lot of time to kill back in the day) so Fairport do you a favor. Let�s dissect this one, shall we? A holiday, a holiday, and the first one of the year Well, according to my Catholic Church calendar, the first holiday of the New Year is on New Year�s Day. And I�m assuming this is ye olde church. So Lord Donald�s wife is out, being the good wife that she is, but then�what what? She�s looking out an about and sees little Matty Groves. I assume that he�s small in stature, and not like 13 or something with the adjective �little�. Please, let�s hope so. "Come home with me, little Matty Groves, come home with me tonight Not exactly the kind of conversation that you expect the wife of Lord Donald to strike up with you after church. That�d be like Tony Blair�s wife coming onto you after Sunday services. "Oh, I can't come home, I won't come home and sleep with you tonight Trust me Matty, go with your first instinct. "But if I am Lord Donald's wife, Lord Donald's not at home Ah, while the Lord is away, the Lady shall play. And a servant who was standing by and hearing what was said So the servant is a huge brown-noser, I guess. Selling out little Matty Groves for a tuppence is going to get him far. Actually, I think it�s a tuppence, some extra gruel, and one less beating. He was in a hurry too, bending his armor and losing his shoes. I hope he carried the shoes, because running through a forest with bare feet. Yeowch! Little Matty Groves, he lay down and took a little sleep Uh-oh, this doesn�t look good for our hero. Saying "How do you like my feather bed and how do you like my sheets Lord Donald has a sense of humor? "Oh, well I like your feather bed and well I like your sheets Is your wife a goer? Eh, know what I mean, nudge nudge, say no more! "Well, get up, get up," Lord Donald cried, "get up as quick as you can Lord Donald has NO sense of humor, but a sense of fairness, at least. "Oh, I can't get up, I won't get up, I can't get up for my life Matty�s unarmed, so Lord Donald at least gives him a sporting chance. But I think Lord and Lady Donald should have gone through couples counseling or something. There�s some dynamic that�s not working in that relationship, with him out all the time so she goes around picking up peasants at church services. I think there are some issues, and killing poor Matty Groves isn�t going to help them. So Matty struck the very first blow and he hurt Lord Donald sore See, Matty. Go with the first instinct. You wind up less dead that way. And then Lord Donald took his wife and he sat her on his knee Ouch, babe! That�s harsh! Lord Donald he jumped up and loudly he did bawl Temper, temper. Though wasn�t this in a Tarantino movie? Anyway, Sonny Chiba would be proud. "A grave, a grave," Lord Donald cried, "to put these lovers in Again, Lord Donald has proper etiquette. He is burying the adulterers together, but she�s on top. Wait, wouldn�t Matty like that? (Oh, Smed, behave!) Well, as you see, the moral of the story is: Watch out at church and don�t use it for a pickup joint. You never know when a husband will ram a sword through you for sleeping with his wife.
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