Spent some time this morning mooching around the new Library/Cinema/Theatre complex in Chester. Whilst browsing around the large (and busy) cafe/non-fiction area*, I realised the music playing was familiar – ‘Working Class Hero’, complete with f-word. I looked around but no one else seemed to notice (peasants!) but I did think Paperback Writer might have been more appropriate.
* Yes it is confusing.
John Lennon swearing in the library
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Probably one of the Lennon compos – the most recent double one certainly has WCH on it.
I was once in the fruit and veg section in a Swedish supermarket and realised they were playing Fuck Tha Police. A young banana got it bad, cos it’s brown..
I remember hearing Jimmy Savile play Sid Vicious’ version of My Way on Saturday morning Radio One sometime in the early Eighties. Probably the first, and possibly still the only, time the c-word was broadcast on 275 and 285. Funny to think that at the time we thought it was the worst thing Savile had ever done.
Though I believe the last syllable of vacant in Pretty Vacant was stressed to emphasise the cant part.
Depends how you heard it!
The album version of Beautiful South’s Don’t Marry Her played by Terry Wogan before 8:00am.
I think the response was “Whoops” and “Sorry”, and then no further mention of the episode was made.
Probably just cut to another double-entendre laden Janet and John story or a pun-laden tale of mis-understanding from TOGGS correspondeants
In the late 70s, LBC had a kids show called Jellybone! which was a kids radio show but had a gravelly voiced male character called “Mr Nasty” who would take calls from kids and basically insult them. A little girl might call in and he’d sound physically ill “eughhh…are you a *girl*? I ‘ate girls…”.
Anyway, they had other items – including playing classic comedy sketches. What could go wrong with playing “The Parrot Sketch”? Safe as houses, that one.
Unless you play the live version – where towards the end Cleese character shouts “He’s F***ING SNUFFED IT!” to loud cheers.
And mentioned this here before, but when Pulp Fiction was ruling the box office the soundtrack album was the hippest record of the year too. I was in Woolworths in Lancaster when someone behind the record desk decided to give it a spin, not realising that it starts with dialogue.
‘Listen up everyone, this is a robbery!!!’
‘Any of you f***ing pricks MOVE … and I’ll execute every motherf***ing last one of you!!!’
That’s as far as it got.