The other day I had some harsh words to say about the out of print pamphleteer Dobsonâ€™s song-writing skills. â€œNo one with any sense has ever listened to a Dobson song more than onceâ€, I wrote. Well, it seems I was mistaken. I was rummaging in a satchel that I found abandoned on a canal towpath, and I came upon indisputable evidence that at least one sensible person admired a Dobson song so much that they recorded a cover version of it. The song in question is one of the pamphleteerâ€™s settings from the Book of Isaiah.
Hooting Yard readers are a wise bunch, and I would not be surprised to be deluged with letters accusing me of making up the whole satchel-rummaging incident in some foolhardy attempt to chivvy up Dobsonâ€™s reputation. I therefore arranged for a local snapper to take a snapshot of what I found, as proof.
Thanks, by the way, to boynton.