Smoky Dawson Remembered

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It was with great sadness that I heard that Smoky Dawson had died. I am one of the many Australians whose lives were touched by this remarkable man.

Smoky first rode into my life on the radio airwaves, astride his palomino, the wonder horse Flash. As a child in the 1950s, there was no better way to spend a Thursday evening than glued to the radio listening to another adventure of “Hup, Flash, hup, hup, hup… Smoky Dawson”.

I met Smoky later in life and found him to be a humble, gentle man with a passion for life and a readiness for a chat. He leaves behind a valuable legacy in the songs he wrote, many about Australia, its people and history. I believe that we are all richer for the lives led by people such as Smoky.

Back in 1988 I wrote a song about Smoky, The Man with the Smile and Song .

I have also included a link to an article I wrote in 2004.

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More Bubbles Please!

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I’m so thrilled that my little granddaughter, Eloise, loves music as I do. She loves The Wiggles and Dan Zanes. As a result the two of us are collaborating on some children’s songs of our own.

Here’s an example. On a couple of visits to the Blue Mountains Eloise has had some fun times blowing soap bubbles.

MORE BUBBLES PLEASE

More bubbles, please
Blow them, blow
Did you see that one?
Look at it go.

I’ll try to catch it
Blow, blow again
Small ones and big ones
Falling like rain.

Some float away
Others disappear
Some land on my head
Or pop in my ear.

More bubbles please
Just one more time
I’ll catch a tiny one
And make it mine.

© E. Durrant and J. Low – March 2007

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