Lindsay Perigo
Lindsay Perigo

The Politically Incorrect Show - 20/02/2001

[Music - Die Fledermaus]

Good afternoon, Kaya Oraaa & welcome to the Politically Incorrect Show on the free speech network, Radio Pacific, for Tuesday February 20, proudly sponsored by Neanderton Nicotine Ltd., the show that says bugger the politicians & bureaucrats & all the other bossyboot busybodies who try to run our lives with our money; that stands tall for free enterprise, achievement, profit, & excellence, against the state-worshippers in our midst; that stands above all for the most sacred thing in the universe, the liberty of the human individual.

[Music up, music down!]

Seldom have I enjoyed myself so much in this studio as when interviewing the Irish Tenors yesterday. Anthony Kearns, Ronan Tynan & Finbar Wright were a delight. They were instantly at ease, & within seconds we were taking the mickey out of each other like old friends, even though in fact they are total strangers to me. It helped, of course, that I had donned a Mario Lanza T-shirt for the occasion, giving us the opportunity to reminisce about that OTHER "Irish" tenor, "Murray O'Lanza," to whom Ronan has done his own concert tributes. Then there was the Scottish tenor-caller, Alister, who gave the boys a run for their money when they joined him in The Banks of Loch Lomond; & that magic moment when caller Kathleen was treated to a burst of I'll Take You Home Again Kathleen by Ronan.

What a blessed relief from Jim's bank, Saddam Hussein, child abusers, the obsession with humanity's dregs that makes up so much of the staple diet of talkback! And how reassuring that the tenors' music is alive & well in this depraved era of rap, punk, grunge & God knows what other obscenities. There will be no brawls, no drugs, no ugliness at the tenors' concerts - just three beautiful human beings singing their hearts out to adoring audiences. This will be music, not noise. "Music," said a hero I quote often, Robert Green Ingersoll, "was born of love. Had there never been any human affection, there never could have been uttered a strain of music. Possibly some mother, looking into the eyes of her babe, gave the first melody to the enraptured air ... Language is not subtle enough, tender enough, to express all that we feel; & when language fails, the highest & deepest longings are translated into music. Music is the sunshine - the climate - of the soul, & it floods the heart with a perfect June."

In this part of the world, of course, the perfect June is a perfect December. Many hearts will be flooded with a perfect December over the next week as the Irish Tenors offer up the ageless melodies of their native land. The Auckland concerts are tonight & tomorrow night at the Civic, & I strongly recommend that you treat yourself. Here's an appetiser for you - Love's Old Sweet Song.

(Play Track 21 from 2' 41" to end)

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