And I thought that the heads were mounted on the bridge as per Olde Londone Bridgee. ;}Head= The Tune...
Bridge = The bit that's a bit different stuck somewhere in the middle, see "Middle 8" & "Take it to the bridge!" (a stabby bit in the case of Mr Brown reference)....
Yes, but they still needed to know the "head" of the tune, ie people would probably not know an arrangement without the dots, but would probably know the head. So they make up an arrangement starting with that.Back in my Archer Street days, a "Head" arrangement was one that seemed to mysteriously be generated by musicians who got together in a pick up band, to play a dance at a small venue.
... In other words, an arrangement only in the heads of the participants.
Too young? I wish!Roger,
These two ruffians are probably too young to remember real ships. Back in the late fifties, a workmate told me of one cruel trick. On the older parts of the Grey Funnel Line, the lavatory system consisted of cubicles with open bottomed bowls in each, with a continuously flowing water filled trough, like a larger urinal, passing directly underneath. When most were occupied, a wag would float lighted cotton waste waste down the trough, resulting in hot bits. :welldone
Of course you must realise that I've probably completed more nautical miles in my single handed racing dinghy, just around Poole Harbour, than their combined lifetime total. :thankyou:
Ooh! Bitchy. If you've never spent Saturday evening on the Round Pond being pelted by Harrod's Food Hall rolls, you've never really been to sea.Sailing round Poole harbour eh O.G.? I suppose that will have to do if you're scared to venture onto the open sea