The Carnival (Really) Is Over…
Here’s a folksy playlist from the Sixties:
I’ll Never Find Another You
Island Of Dreams
When Will The Good Apples Fall
A World Of Our Own
The Carnival Is Over
If you’ve ever heard any of them, then you will probably have heard what Elton John referred to as “the purest voice in popular music”.
Sadly, Judith Durham, who possessed that voice, has died.
I celebrated her 75th birthday in a post four years ago with a bit of a cheeky limerick, whilst highlighting the fact that she sound-tracked my early life when I was so often ill and off school; looked after my my grandmother who was a big fan of The Seekers.
She was Australia’s Sweetheart (Judith, that is, not my grandmother!), and I guess the saddest guys around today will be Athol Guy, Keith Potger and Bruce Woodley; the remaining members of the group. Mind you, I bet St Peter’s witnessing a cracking version of this…
The Seeker whose voice would bestride
The world of my childhood has died.
Now her tears are falling
And the harbour light’s calling;
As she makes her last Morningtown Ride.