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What can be said about Dyuob Poltice that hasn't already been said?
Indeed, it is well known that he hails from Tuna-on -Rye, and his first band, "Liver Skin Pudding" was the jumping off place for many a talented ukuleleist, not the least of which was Sam "Fingers" Penntpocket and Hethum "Wide eyes" Laine. In fact, it was "Wide Eyes" himself that recommended Dyuob to the boys, having seen him play in the Jersey Follies during Mid Mis-shaven holidays, back in 1956.
The boys (it was Trent, Kraven, Even Steven, and Blinky, in those days) knew good from bad, that's for sure, and they signed Dyuob up, right on the spot.
As fate would have it, the band broke up the very next day, and Dyuob found himself afloat, as were, in a virtual sea of consternation.
This is no good, thought Dyuob, and he immediatly set about to change his lot in life.
That Dyuob Poltice was a plucky fellow, there is little doubt, but what happened next is open for discussion. It seems that a certain "Uther Hermgold", as it were, was tossing about ideas, looking for a new angle. A new angle indeed, When he chanced upon Dyuob, tossing back peanuts and reciting the third verse to "Rooly Tooly Dooly Fee" in the Chimp and Tick pub, on Shrewsbury road, well, you can only admire Uther's forsight.
And that, my dear friends, as they say, is how stars are born. They are not born in the firmament, oh no indeed. They start out just like you and I, the difference is, they know the third verse to "Rooly Tooly Dooly Fee", and they know when to recite it.
And there you have it in a nutshell, how Dyuob Poltice became the legend he is today, and why he so genuinely desrves such accolades.
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