Forest-inspired music: part thirteen

Thirteen is unlucky for many reasons, and it certainly is in the case of this track. It’s by none other than Justin Fashanu. Justin of course is a sad story in football, he was largely considered a massively poor signing by the great man Brian Clough, a costly error indeed. A £1m costly error. He was the first black player to be signed for £1m or more when we bought him from Norwich, and indeed, he replaced the first player of any creed to be bought for that sum in Tricky Trev.

The lad who was brought up at Barnado’s along with his more illustrious younger brother John was to have an even more unfortunate end. After his homosexuality became knowledge of the hardly open-minded Clough, he was – in all honesty – shabbily treated and offloaded on loan to Southampton, before being sold to Notts County for £150k. He ended his days in 1998 having decided tragically to take his own life by hanging in a deserted garage in Shoreditch, London.

A sad tale – of course, personal life aside, Justin is remembered primarily as a pretty atrocious striker by Forest fans. This track, sadly, suggests that he would have fared equally badly if he’d decided to be a professional musician – the track is an attempt at a funky style, and is called Do It ‘Cos You Like It, and frankly, it’s a pretty poor epitaph for a troubled bloke, regardless of how poor a footballer he was considered to be – it ended up just making me feel a bit sad!

As such, if we are going to dredge up something he would probably rather not be remembered for – I’ve also decided to dredge up something that he will be rightly proud of – a tremendous goal he scored for Norwich City against the dirty scousers! Click here to enjoy that, and rest in peace, Justin.

Forest-inspired music: part twelve

Right you lucky people, having just about recovered from the excitement of the weekend, it’s about time we had another one of these babies to cheer you up! Our good friend from an earlier track, Njaal Helle, is back to serenade us – and this time, rather than Forest being his Rock and Roll, this time he’s gone all disco on our asses, which is quite entertaining, if perhaps not sustainably listenable!

Rather than simply being his rock and roll, this track spiritually proclaims that Nottingham Forest is in his very soul! I suppose this would probably be a reasonable approximation to how many of us feel about Forest, but whether or not we would choose to express this feeling of belonging in the form of cheesy disco music is another matter entirely – I hope! But still, you can’t fault the guy’s commitment to regailing us with different types of Forest-inspired music!

So here it is, Njaal Helle once again with the disco-tastic Nottingham Forest is in my Soul. Take it away Njaal…

Forest-inspired music: part eleven

Barrow Red has at least been waiting patiently for this one, and he was right – it is a decent one! It’s quite simple in composition, starting with a bit of clapping followed by a childish shout of ‘Forest’, but once it kicks in it’s quite catchy in it’s simplicity, and it’s something I’m planning on incorporating into my pre-match routine from now – certainly when I’m driving to the game anyway, strikes me as a good warm up for a game’s worth of singing.

It’s more of a tribute to Brian Clough and his work with Forest really, and the biggest delight is that – should he turn out worthy of our adulation – I reckon it could easily be reworked into a current re-release in honour of our very own Smoulds. Of course, he certainly has some work to do before we might feel inclined to do that – but well, “when things were cold, then in walked Smoulds…” – you never know, it just might happen!

But yep – I actually wholly approve of this song. It harks back to a happier era, as most of the songs I’ve inflicted upon you have, but well, there’s no harm in a bit of reminscing is there? Certainly not at the moment anyway (so long as you remembered to touch the Millers badge, of course!). So I’m very happy to bring you ‘Forest Fire’ by ‘The Strikers’. This one’s for you, Barrow Red – thanks for your patience (and if you have the CD, you know what’s coming next!…).

Forest-inspired music: part ten

It’s an almost-country style (almost – but not quite) dirge which is difficult to place in terms of era – it’s certainly not revealing in that it doesn’t mention any players or notable occasions.  Perhaps there is a clue that it mentions ‘the old Trent End’ and ‘the new Main Stand’ – which would place it either very late 60’s or early 70’s – unless, of course, it’s a misnomer and it’s referring to the then Executive Stand then we could be talking early 80’s.  Tricky.

The style of music is somewhat timeless, so that doesn’t really give it away – given the lyrics of the song seem so far removed from contemporary Forest-related language (eg. ‘Come on the Forest’ rather than the more ubiquitous ‘Come on you Reds’), I reckon this is either (a) an oldish recording from around the time after the Main Stand fire in 1968, or it does indeed refer to the Executive Stand and is just a bit, well, misinformed.  But anyway, perhaps I’m over-analysing it somewhat!

It’s called ‘Come on you Forest’ (clearly from a more innocent age!), by ‘Forest fans’, and whilst it certainly ain’t a work of genius, it’s not as bad as some we’ve heard before!

Forest-inspired music: part nine

It seems European football sparks a myriad of musical output – so perhaps we should be thankful that this trade has abated or we’d be flooded with nonsense records released by a bunch of scousers, prawn-sandwich eating cock-er-neys and, well, people from anywhere in the country other than Manchester! Today’s inclusion is called Magic in Madrid by a dubious collective who call themselves Tristam Shandy.

Tristam Shandy, I have discovered, is the subject of a series of eighteenth century novels written by Laurence Sterne. A set of comic novels, no less, repleat with bawdy humour that was immensely popular in it’s day apparently. Why this has inspired the name of this particular individual or individuals, I have no idea at all. There is also a person called Chris (the Mouth) Ashley who presumably provides the scathing spoken parts of the song – he is apparently a reasonably well known radio personality!

The song – given the title – unsurprisingly takes on a very Spanish sounding guitar-based ditty, with spoken words expressing doubt at Forest’s chances, with (almost) melodic verses and choruses exuding Forest’s greatness, some of it is actually quite infuriatingly catchy – and again, certainly gets you funny looks if you happen to be listening to it in the car with your windows open. There are the inevitable snippets of commentary and well, really, it’s probably on a par with many of the other songs I’ve included so far really. That isn’t really saying much.

Forest-inspired music: part eight

We’re back on the trail of cheesy music, and this one sounds like it’s loosely based on ‘Who wants to be a Millionnaire?’ to me, although I could be wrong – and features dubious voice-impersonator appearances from not only the predictable Brian Clough, but also Margaret Thatcher who, of course, would have been relatively new into her reign as Prime Minister at the time of release.

Entitled ‘Who’ll win the European Cup’, this jolly yet ultimately unfulfilling track is brought to you courtesy of the Medium Wave Band.  It follows a pattern and a style that for those of you who’ve been keeping track of this sequence of musical abonimations will be all too familiar with now – and is perhaps a very good indicator as to why we perhaps don’t see too many football-inspired chart releases these days!

Forest-inspired music: part seven

Njaal Helle provides the latest stop off on our tour of cheese, and it’s not the only time we’ll hear from him either. Upon attempting to research him a bit, it appears that Njaal has reinvented himself and a specialist in music and photos for weddings, but certainly back in the day he clearly considered himself very much a rock and roll star from Norway, and clearly felt very strongly about the Mighty Reds!

It’s one of the more emotional tracks on the album, and checking out his website, it did enable him to meet the great men Brian Clough and Peter Taylor when publicising his musical musics upon the mighty reds. From having a quick re-listen, it is quite a cheese-fest, with some spectacularly exciting brass playing, a piano and the inevitable crowd noises with surprisingly serious sounding lyrics.

It’s a song which we can look back upon and enjoy for the era it came from, but well, it certainly seems to take itself quite seriously – I wonder if any older fans might remember the visit of a Norweigan visitor at the City Ground to publicise his two Forest-related records? Here, for your listening pleasure, is Njaal Helle with Nottingham Forest is my Rock and Roll.