Urban myth chat-up fail
Once was in a studenty indie club called Loony Tunes in Tufnell Park, and was getting on quite well with an attractive young girl, when Van Morrison's Brown Eyed Girl was played (it was late on, so they pulled out the floor fillers)

I remembered a surely untrue story about Van Morrison, in which his disgruntled roadies used to wipe their arses on the harmonica he was to use in playing that song, giving new meaning to the "brown eye" part of the title.
And for some reason thought it would be a good story to tell someone I was hoping to cop off with.

Not only did she not find it funny, she told me with tears in her eyes that Brown Eyed Girl had been played at her mum's funeral last year, and thanks very much for spoiling her memory of what was apparently a very beautiful, emotional send-off.

I wish I'd told the Chris Rea story instead, though even Loony Tunes never sank as low as playing a Rea number to get spotty goths dancing.
(clinteastwoodbradfield, Sat 12 Dec 2009, 15:47, 4 replies)

So what's the Chris Rea story then?
You could've done even worse, y'know - the other Brown Eyed Girl story I've heard is that the song refers to an affair old Ivan had with a girl who liked teh bum sex.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Sat 12 Dec 2009, 16:20, closed)

Loony Tunes!
We used to go there. Night bus afterwards all the way back to Croydon then get up for 10.30 church service. Good times. Or alternatively- feel like you are gonna die, the next day.
(Clarabelle is reverting to type on, Sat 12 Dec 2009, 18:37, closed)

Oh, the memories
Looney Tunes, we used to go there pretty much every week.
(MyFakeName, Sun 13 Dec 2009, 12:49, closed)

loony tunes..
theres a name i havent heard in years.. that was an awesome party..
( Azra3l Lubrication Persuasion and Brute Force ™, Sun 13 Dec 2009, 18:45, closed)