I’ve been known to sing songs aloud going down a crowded street and can do a whole concert these days.
Try it… you’ll feel liberated and you can belt out a lot of frustration.
Why do you think our friends in the Alps are so chilled?
One word: Yodelling.
And by the best I mean Arthur our legendary warbler from the Hotel Sonneburg https://www.sonnenburg.at/en/?gclid=EAIaIQobChMI1-D8v52I6QIVNoBQBh3LXweXEAAYASAAEgKjkPD_BwE in Ehrwald in the Tyrol.
Octogenarian Arthur stepped in when their house singer had to pull out because of a fracture.
Being an Irish walking group we ratcheted it up by getting him to do Neil Diamond and Elvis Preskey.
And Arthur became forever immortalised as Ehrwald Presley.
Eine kleine Nachtmusik
Back to yodelling and it would seem that it can carry a danger when you ‘climb every mountain’.
Which I did when stumbling upon a black run on our ski through the SkiWelt Wilder Kaiser… Soll Mates.
And had to walk down, skis in hand.
Tired, I fell asleep that night through the football on the telly in the Whiskey Muhle.
But awoke to hear Alex Johnson’s turn at the mic.
When he would bang out classic after classic while apres ski fans would pour shots into his mouth.
The Real Thing
My favourite of his set was Paolo Nutini’s Candy while he swore by The Real Thing’s You To Me Are Everything.
And so in tribute to Alex, who incidentally was back on the slopes the next day skiing away despite drinking the bar the night before.
Here it is… https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=yT1iDKkZNYU.
Which songs are your souvenirs from your holidays. Share them here and we’ll have a good sing-song.
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