I was asked if I wanted a pheasant a moment ago. (The state Department of Environmental Conservation is apparently giving them away.) My mind instantly raced to latch on to any relevant pheasant recording I could spin in response. The first thing which came to mind was "Pheasant Plucker's Son" performed by The Irish Rovers. (Of course, while the song was popularized by The Rovers, the track first appeared in 1977 (three years before the Rovers' recording) by The Wurzels on their album, Golden Delicious. But here's the version most people recall.
But I would not be meeting my responsibilities as an archivist if I were to simply leave it at that. I promptly interjected that the first time I heard the tongue-twisting lyric, "I'm not a pheasant feather plucker or a feather plucker's son but I can pluck a pheasant feather til the feather plucker come" uttered was after the final verse of a live recording of Rev. Billy C. Wirtz's performing "Stick Out Your Can (Here Come the Garbage Man)" aired on WITR's "Friggin' Here" comedy/novelty radio program in 1998, which adapts its lyrics from an original novelty record by Harlem Hamfats first pressed in 1936.
(Help me. I'm like this all the time.)
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