From farming to industrial works, know all gone to be replaced by vape shops, beauty parlours, fast food takeaways, Barbour shops & large supermarkets vailing for a spare bit of land to build on. Nearly every town/city, cloned by the council's.
Quisera ser a guerra uma querela; não absolutamente, a guerra não é uma mazela; absolutamente a guerra é a destruição totalmemte tola da vida humana!!! Jjjsss
The song I s ab wonderful representation of the working class and the absolute abhorrent abuse by the filthy capitalist bastards. Brings tears to my eyes every time I hear it. Life long Trade unionist and life member.
What a special documentary this was. Thank you for posting it. The ladies were sweet, gentle and pleasant to listen to. Heaven help the man who dared fistfight a chainmaker. Enormous arm and upper body strength. Greetings from a former steeltown, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania ❤
The best concert I was right up to right of the stage. Brilent true ,amazing band with amazing backing singers..I will never forget that concert..Christine
It's based upon an actual story, what I understood. About a poor African-American kid who carried his disabled brother to school every day. Upon asked why he did this, he answered: he ain't heavy he's my brother. Always makes you cry, don't it? It does me.
I've lived most of my life in the Black country and wouldn't live anywhere else good friendly folks This Country wouldn't be as rich without its Industry making everything
Brilliant singer made a point of going to see were he was from , this lovely old dear pointed his house out to me made me a cup of tea and told me some stories of when they were younger playing in the streets. Couldn't leave the lady with out going back and giving her some flowers for her birthday. Cant believe there is nothing in blackwood in memory of a fantastic singer. Or may be there is but I couldn't find it.
I lost my best friend in December. He was my little brother. He was Down Syndrome and we'd been joined at the hip for 56 years. This was always my song for him. He loved to play it for me when he played records. I miss him terribly.
This song is absolutely perfect. Neil sings it so well that I feel in another world. I lie on my bed with my head on my pillow watching the dream of my life with eyes that brighten up my life thinking of my wonderful brother who gives me so much and cares deeply for me. I am truly blessed as I think of all the things that he has done for me over the years. Greg is the only one left in my family now. I can’t thank RU-vid enough for making me so happy.
Im 700 this song came out in popularity during the civil rights movement. My uncle arranged its music for his entire marching band of the university of Minnesota to play on the football field at halftime. We always became somber when its message resounding. Actually it refers to the brotherhood of all mankind. Of course it was wartime then, soldiers were carrying their injured fellow soldiers drafted with them in Viet Nam. The word "brother" penetrates in our hearts reaching across race boundaries & differences. Not necessarily a sibling.
For many years I thought my heritage originated in Wales .Last year I discovered it was actually West Bromwich .It transpired my Great Grandfather stood up against a mine owner after an accident which claimed many lives .He was forced out of town and settled in South Yorkshire..
No wonder my grandparents left Dundee in 1919 and came too East London in RSA. Thank you Grandad McCulloch and Nanny. RIP. Glad you not around to see the disaster SA is now since 1994. You would weep.
Yes it was a hard life but they got on with it ,they knew no other way, it was no good moaning unless you where born with the Gentry, it was the way many people had to lived, hard working but proud people.
Any one of these characters could've been an uncle or aunt of mine. My mum comes from the Black Country (Smethwick) and she had 12 brothers and sisters (my grandma was blind). When I was little we lived in Coseley as did a number of uncles and aunts. We moved away to WSM but often went back to visit - I was 15 in 1969 - so can remember what these places were like and people such as portrayed here. (Voice over was a bit patronising - probably some Oxbridge bloke who got a job in TV through patronage and had never got his hands dirty.)
