The Enchanted Village goes to town
It’s not all sweetness and light here. Oh no, not at all. Here’s me, describing this utopia, this wonderful place where neighbour gets on with neighbour and where everything is wrapped in a rosy glow of peace and harmony, love and understanding.
Except sometimes, it doesn’t work out that way. Something jars the energy in the ley lines that cross beneath the centre of The Enchanted Village and there’s a fall out, or someone's ill or someone's down in the dumps.
But tomorrow night, we will forget all our troubles, forget all our cares and go down town, to My Kind of Town, to see Ding Dong Daddy's band, The Imagined Village, performing live at The Electric Palace.
Every man and his dog from The Enchanted Village will be there. Delegates from Compost Corner where the pub regulars stare into their glasses and rule the world, members of the short-arsed bowling club will be out in force, the ladies from the book club will put down their novels and dance with the rest, the bellringers will sally forth and the Diamond Jubilee celebration organisers will think of it as a dry-run before the big weekend in June.
We'll be there all right, whooping and hollering from the circle, jigging up and down to fiddle and drum solos, marvelling at how we, The Enchanted Village, came to be the recording home of The Imagined Village.
So if you can't be there with us, here's a taster:
We're looking forward to a pantomime-style namecheck.
That's about it.
Love Maddie x
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But tomorrow night, we will forget all our troubles, forget all our cares and go down town, to My Kind of Town, to see Ding Dong Daddy's band, The Imagined Village, performing live at The Electric Palace.
Every man and his dog from The Enchanted Village will be there. Delegates from Compost Corner where the pub regulars stare into their glasses and rule the world, members of the short-arsed bowling club will be out in force, the ladies from the book club will put down their novels and dance with the rest, the bellringers will sally forth and the Diamond Jubilee celebration organisers will think of it as a dry-run before the big weekend in June.
We'll be there all right, whooping and hollering from the circle, jigging up and down to fiddle and drum solos, marvelling at how we, The Enchanted Village, came to be the recording home of The Imagined Village.
So if you can't be there with us, here's a taster:
We're looking forward to a pantomime-style namecheck.
That's about it.
Love Maddie x
So glad you posted this and the video especially. Wonderful band and lots of fun going on. Envious! My sad excuse for an imagination had The Imagined Village as a group of local geezers shuffling through covers of someone else's hits. Hmmm...How wrong my vision was. Continued success and happiness to the band and all their fans.
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