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One of the many stocking fillers The Lizard was
given this Christmas was a fridge magnet (it
came between the annual Wonka bar and the
extra ration of cabbage soup). It reads
given this Christmas was a fridge magnet (it
came between the annual Wonka bar and the
extra ration of cabbage soup). It reads
Even a layman can tell you that doing anything
first thing in the morning [tautology? – Eds.] is
much worse than doing anything any other
time. But many a singer has actually quit
singing as a result of the cumulative horrors
inflicted on them by the awful coincidence of
Sunday morning following immediately after
Saturday night.
Discussion of Sunday mornings is, amongst
singers, now practically taboo. Any mention of
the phenomenon will bring them out in green
sweats (the facial type, not a tracksuit). It is
rumoured that the chaps at Hampton court –
where they start particularly early – are putting
in for Danger Pay.
But the answer, if you think about it, is simple
(and The Lizard has hit upon it before any
former-Soviet nick-nack maker). Shift Sunday
mornings to Tuesday afternoons.
Seriously, when were you last hung-over on a
Tuesday afternoon?
Admittedly, this editorial might have been more
timely on Monday morning. But unfortunately the
Lizards were out late on Saturday, and Sunday
was a bit of a write off.
first thing in the morning [tautology? – Eds.] is
much worse than doing anything any other
time. But many a singer has actually quit
singing as a result of the cumulative horrors
inflicted on them by the awful coincidence of
Sunday morning following immediately after
Saturday night.
Discussion of Sunday mornings is, amongst
singers, now practically taboo. Any mention of
the phenomenon will bring them out in green
sweats (the facial type, not a tracksuit). It is
rumoured that the chaps at Hampton court –
where they start particularly early – are putting
in for Danger Pay.
But the answer, if you think about it, is simple
(and The Lizard has hit upon it before any
former-Soviet nick-nack maker). Shift Sunday
mornings to Tuesday afternoons.
Seriously, when were you last hung-over on a
Tuesday afternoon?
Admittedly, this editorial might have been more
timely on Monday morning. But unfortunately the
Lizards were out late on Saturday, and Sunday
was a bit of a write off.
| © lizardmagazine.com, 2008 |
A S H Smyth
| Sunday Mornings should be Tuesday Afternoons Wednesday, January 16, 2008 |
“I love mornings… I just wish they came
later in the day.”
later in the day.”
and owing to its pride-of-place place in the
place by my bed it’s the first thing I see when I
wake up every afternoon. (I don’t have a
fridge – the cost of heating rendering chez
Smyth a perfectly refrigerated environment –
so the magnet clings instead to the chrome
mesh speaker facias of my incredibly costly
Sony stereo.)
Fridge magnets are the poetry of our age, and
like all of my best bon-bon mots on life, the fact
that that some bugger in a Hungarian magnet
factory has had the same thought is a
consoling indicator of their universal relevance.
The Lizard feels, however, that this particular
verse needs slight revision. Yes, I want all
mornings to come later in the day (in New York
they come about 5 hours behind ours, which
would suit me fine), but specifically I want
Sunday mornings to come later in the week.
Ask any singer and he will tell you – there is
nothing worse than trying to sing on Sunday
mornings. Not even syphilis.
place by my bed it’s the first thing I see when I
wake up every afternoon. (I don’t have a
fridge – the cost of heating rendering chez
Smyth a perfectly refrigerated environment –
so the magnet clings instead to the chrome
mesh speaker facias of my incredibly costly
Sony stereo.)
Fridge magnets are the poetry of our age, and
like all of my best bon-bon mots on life, the fact
that that some bugger in a Hungarian magnet
factory has had the same thought is a
consoling indicator of their universal relevance.
The Lizard feels, however, that this particular
verse needs slight revision. Yes, I want all
mornings to come later in the day (in New York
they come about 5 hours behind ours, which
would suit me fine), but specifically I want
Sunday mornings to come later in the week.
Ask any singer and he will tell you – there is
nothing worse than trying to sing on Sunday
mornings. Not even syphilis.