Richard Barnett Part Two Podcast
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His first brush with celebrity came at the young age of three in 1970 and four in 1971, when Richard Selwyn-Barnett was lucky to meet the singer Dusty Springfield and actor Richard Burton who were having some dental treatment with his father (just off Harley Street in central London). This was just the start of what became!Born in 1967 Richard grew up in the suburban neighbourhood of Woodside Park in North London where he was surrounded by many people in the film, television and music industries who lived nearby in upmarket areas of Totteridge, Whetstone, Hadley Wood, Arkley, Elstree, Radlett and Mill Hill. Never that academic, during his school years from 1972 to 1983 he made a lot of interesting friends, some of whom had relatives in the entertainment world. Basically he was always in the right place at the right time! He had always wanted to “do his own thing” and the world was now his oyster to discover as soon as he acquired his first car the “road trips” began in the summer of 1984.
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BROOKLYNN - i hate it here
On and on it goes i know It’s just a part of me Never ever been something I control How did we get here I fear I’m worried for my life Is it just a matter of time Before we go Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here The cycle carried on Just like a feather in the wind It was hard to trace it back But we knew it’d never end And the houses They were never ever built on sinking sand They were built on backs of men They were trying to break The kingdom grew and told those men That they were never great And they showed them only hate Anytime they were showcased Okay Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here There were bruises left in history They kept a mystery from us And the people that tried to break us They only feared us Because we were too free We were too free We were too free We were too free Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here
BROOKLYNN - i hate it here
On and on it goes i know It’s just a part of me Never ever been something I control How did we get here I fear I’m worried for my life Is it just a matter of time Before we go Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here The cycle carried on Just like a feather in the wind It was hard to trace it back But we knew it’d never end And the houses They were never ever built on sinking sand They were built on backs of men They were trying to break The kingdom grew and told those men That they were never great And they showed them only hate Anytime they were showcased Okay Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here There were bruises left in history They kept a mystery from us And the people that tried to break us They only feared us Because we were too free We were too free We were too free We were too free Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here