Returning back to base I took a bit of a detour and stumbled upon the place where they make the sky. Who knew it was made in Leicester? Also, it got me thinking, how many sky songs must there be out there? I have no clue. Rol Hirst mightn't either but pound to a penny I bet he's compiled a Top 10 of 'em. And if he hasn't he should. And if he has and it hasn't got this belter in there, then, I'm sorry, but the man's a damn fool.
However, dig a little deeper in that barrel (who said scraping?) and you'll find this little curio. It's from 1975 - but you don't need me to tell you that as it's plastered all over the backdrop. And one look at the medallions, the dangerously wide white silk flares and the singing drummer will also alert you to the fact that you've entered another world: a world where chicken in a basket and journeymen cabaret acts collide. I give you...
Jigsaw - Sky High (1975)

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