There is nothing that you chaps don’t know and you all have great listening skills so I thought I’d throw this out to the genius hive mind that you are :

i’ve been getting up early this week to stab my fingers furiously into the keyboard on behalf of a most undeserving toe rag of a client, sitting in the kitchen with the back door open and I keep hearing this bird singing - (not Kate Bush, who isn’t a neighbour actually) but this little fella who does a sort of descending whistle in the minor key (C minor according to my Mixed in Key) - any ideas as to the the species of this bird ?

I am not aiming for a 100 pager here …..

    Looking forward to that be the opening track on someone’s next mix 🤞

    The Blackbird

    The nightingale has a lyre of gold,
    The lark’s is a clarion call,
    And the blackbird plays but a boxwood flute,
    But I love him best of all.


    For his song is all of the joy of life,
    And we in the mad, spring weather,
    We two have listened till he sang
    Our hearts and lips together.

    William Ernest Henley. 1849–1903

      The Blackbird

      Where be that Blackbird to? I know where he be,
      He be up yon Wurzel tree, And I be after he!
      Now I sees he, And he sees I,
      Buggered if I don’t get ‘en
      With a gurt big stick I’ll knock ‘im down
      Blackbird I’ll ‘ave he!

      The Wurzels - 1976

      mono-stereo lol. Blatantly telling the others to stfu he’s trying to sleep I reckon.

        Amps Mate - i just downloaded that - its fantastic - i’m off out for some more research!

        and you chaps are right - its nothing other than ………

        The Common Blackbird.

        I cant say I’ve heard it before despite it being common, but its obviously a sign of ageing when you start listening to the birds and smelling the flowers

            Needs a remix. New genre for Beatport: Organic Twitchno. As played by Dixon and Sean.

            Millsy totally - i hang my head in shame. i thought it was akin to a rarity on giegling

              I have memories of wandering home spangled through fields at dawn in a state of reverie at the sounds of blackbirds. I had assumed this was a British rite of passage.

              baggers44 obviously a sign of ageing when you start listening to the birds and smelling the flowers

              Agreed. Cataracts and incontinence are just around the corner!

              #dontmowuntilmay #teamscythe #bladerunner #rewilding #biodiversity