This was all prepared for the month of flaming June some time ago. Considering the current prominence of millions failing to be decent human beings it now looks ill-prepared.
I will not edit it now. There are more important things to do - but listen if you will.
#BlackLivesMatter
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April 2020. Coronavirus holding sway. First thoughts go out to those directly affected by the threat and who are showing or suffering from it’s symptoms. Many others, bravely, deliberately and as safely as possible, are fighting the virus at close quarters. I salute them and hope that everyone else is doing the much easier job of supporting them by staying the fuck at home.
In Lockdown World where we have so much more time on our hands other people are coming up with all types of charitable donations to distract and entertain us. Knowing how familiarity breeds contempt I thought I’d give you the chance to sneer at my impudence. The impudence of sticking to the worn old groove of presenting a few tracks of music to accompany your cooking exploits.
Maybe - if you can source the necessary ingredients - you are doing a little more cooking as you wait for the green shoots of exit strategy to appear. That’s a beautiful thought. The process of cooking can be just as sustaining as the cooked results.
Here is my latest offering. May you find at least a few items to your taste. No cutlery needed. Just a click on the graphic as usual.
And for the first time in these parts - rather than my bloggy pages - I feel compelled to share a tasty suggestion which was cooked along to those sounds just a couple of days ago.
We signed up to Gousto for a few weeks before Christmas two or three years ago. It was a successful strategy to leave more time for planning and cooking the other seasonal meals.
We kept the recipes and now return to favourites after adding the ingredients to our home shopping.
This one has much flavour and is a step up from the crazy Canadian idea of cheesing and gravying your chips. Vegetarians can stop at the cheesy chips and just serve with the garlicky greens! Find the recipe here or cook what the heck takes your fancy.
Either way, results are guaranteed to taste all the better if prepared along to the tunes of my Cooker #43!
“February’s over and time Marches on… “
That’s enough of Loudon Wainwright III for now. Mind you, it does prompt me to bung a few more of that ageing fella’s tracks into these lists in the near future.
Who knows if the appearance of another month will always signal a new one of these selections of mine? I’ve no idea - but might give that a go. There are usually a batch of oven-ready #Cookers which I allow to languish for a while. This means that I am tempted to throw two or three towards your audio receptors in a short space of time.
So let’s at least get this one into the public domain and see what happens further down the line.
No suggestion that this ‘Forty-two’ is the answer to life the universe and everything - and no references to HG2G, HHGTTG, H2G2, or tHGttG anywhere in the music as far as I can see.
As usual, I implore you to enjoy.
Click - and play!
A jingly, jangly twingly, twangly opener for this one. Followed by a more reverential tune from the same stable. The ensuing musical filling (not filler!) is sandwiched at the end by a track which it appears has not appeared on the graphic below. Do stay and listen to the haunting voice of Rory Block singing a song composed by Andy Barnes. Composed over thirty years ago. The message is still filtering through and getting more and more urgent.
Practise your mouse skills - hover over the above image, click - and see what happens!
Merry happy joy joy to all as I greet you here for the first time in the year 2020. Any year with two ents in it has to be cause for rejoicing among Tolkien fans (tinged with sadness by the death of J.R.R.’s son Christopher last month).
We all need a sustaining spot of fizz, froth and frivolity so I’m sending out this latest #Cooker from my department of cheer. Music has been a great friend to me and I shall continue to use it to sustain positivity. Who knew that Richard Dreyfus wasn’t giving us a mashed potato model of the Devil’s Tower but preparing us for a close encounter with the slag-heap of post-Brexit desolation.
May mountains of music keep us safe from harm.
It’s December at last! You know I don’t like to disappoint. So that can mean only one thing - time for a spot of teasing before my Christmas Cracker #Cooker 2019 appears!
Mrs Cheoff has plans to send me into the loft next weekend for the annual retrieval of baubles, tinsels and 100 year old snow babies who are still too young to understand why they are only set free for a few weeks.
I’ll then be tasked to desecrate the entire house and Mrs C. will rescue everything by magically converting my carnage into tasteful decoration. And when that is done I am minded to post the aforementioned seasonal offering which is 2019’s Christmas #Cooker in celebration of the transformation of ‘Poverty Hall’.
Until then, “Fear not!” No, no. Don’t be silly. It’s still me - angels from the realms of glory are way beyond my purchasing power. But keep fearing not as I bring the glad tidings of this 39th #Cooker - intended to fill the chasm of grief which will exist until the release of Festive Number Forty.
If anyone cheats by listening to last year’s Christmas Cooker please do so very quietly.
