TUX AVERY sings MY BLUE HEAVEN as THE GOONS

You may have noticed a gap between this set of postings on the 9th and the last set in February.

This was due to a meeting with the Board of Directors, deciding on which way the blog should go. The prevailing sentiment was “Go…away.” This was voiced by several people wearing Brexit buttons. Or, to put it more correctly, Brex-ill buttons. 

Another group suggested the status quo, but no matter how good Andy Bown’s solo material might be, who would want a blog offering nothing but Status Quo downloads? What next, Slade? 

A problem with continuing the blog as before is a) most deserving oddballs and ill folks have been covered, and b) bandwidth is expensive. The idea of using free outfits that have gruesome ads and tricky spyware on their sites, is not appealing. Neither is having to re-up files because these sites knocked them off after 7 days or a month. 

An alternative: since Google owns both Blogspot and YouTube and LOVES to provide easy links to YouTube, why not go for streaming music/videos, which will always be available to see or hear? What a great idea. Well, be careful what you wish for. Take a look at...TUX AVERY!

Sapristi! VISUALS on the Illfolks blog. And it's...TUX AVERY?? What an auspicious debut. 

The beloved Tux, who always dresses up in his shabby apartment, has done a fair job of mating his histrionic expressions to his a cappella singing. An unusual purist, he not only refuses to sing with a band or even a guitar, but he insists on performing his song silently, and THEN dubbing the music by using recording equipment in his kitchen. Yes, everything including the kitchen sync.

A busker until he was banned from ever being on a bus, Tux Avery headlined and mainlined from Selby to Goole and from St. Erth to St. Ives. From Armley Moor to Dogdyke and Tumby Woodside, this singer has been consistently pelted with nuts and sultanas, fried eggs and bananas. Now restricted in any travel via public transportation, and monitored to make sure he doesn't set up an amp and a begging hat in any public place, Tux Avery has retreated to his shabby apartment and to YouTube and this blog for Internet immortality.  

 Here, the versatile, infantile and futile singer varies his a capella by impersonating several denizens of The Goon Show, most specifically, The Famous Eccles, and Major Bloodnok, although sharp ears may catch Bluebottle or some other species of insect in his throat. In other words, put the ear plugs in, folks! Or better yet, just turn the sound down, and enjoy the faces. This IS the blog of less renown!