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Don Partridge - King of the Buskers - Archive

Nice archive footage of the late Don Partridge, King of the Buskers, from the Swedish site svt.se recounting how Stockholm came to introduce a new law on busking, the "lex Partridge". See the original high quality version at http://svt.se/embededflash/2159040/pl... The interview with Don was by Liselott Persson in August 2005 and the video was first published in September 2005 on a News Program called "ABC" on Swedish Television. Don died on 21st Sept 2010 at Peacehaven, East Sussex and video of his unique funeral is at    • Don Partridge - Farewell   Links ------- NEW BOOK "Don Partridge and Company". See Rod Warner's page http://soundsandtexts.blogspot.com/se... Don on Top of the Pops (6th June 1968)    • Don Partridge- Blue Eyes (TOTP 1968)   Don busking at Tunbridge Wells in 1993    • Don Partridge - 'Sultans Of Swing' & 'Walk...   BBC Radio 4's "The Last Word" with short sound clips of Don talking. It needs the BBC IPLAYER so I'm not sure if it's accessible outside UK http://www.bbc.co.uk/iplayer/episode/... Like hundreds of others I have small personal memories of Don and this year kept thinking I should go see him next time I'm in Sussex but put it off til too late. I first met him at The Shades coffee bar / folk club in Reading in 1964 and he taught me words/chords to the tongue twisting music-hall song "What I Want is a Proper Cup of Coffee" by Weston & Lee. He was extremely funny and a spell-binding storyteller going off at surreal tangents and suddenly stopping to sing a song. We used to get regular updates from London about his escapades like flying off a London bridge with a pair of wings. I remember his snake-skin jacket and I seem to remember he got shot in 1965. He was a loveable scallywag and very streetwise. Apart from seeing him many times in London he used to play in Leicester market-place in early 1970's outside the cinema and in the late 1980's he was living on Loughborough canal on a narrow boat where my youngest son and I visited. It must have been August because we took a load of damsons and plums. I didn't know him very well but we did go drinking locally several times and only recently I redecorated this room and painted over where his blue corduroy cap marked the wall when he slid to the floor. (We were both drunk on whisky).