Listening to this disc 
                of mostly satirical songs from the early 
                sixties to the early seventies, I was 
                left wondering how Derek Strahan (born 
                Malaysia, educated in Australia and 
                England) seemed to have passed me by 
                at the time. As well as the tunes and 
                the wit, there is some powerful stuff 
                here and the intervening thirty/forty 
                plus years has not blunted its impact. 
                Not for me anyway, but then, being of 
                that era, I suppose I’m ready-tuned. 
              
 
              
My first reaction was 
                to recall the songs of Tom Lehrer, the 
                American maths lecturer who started 
                to become famous (or notorious) in the 
                1950s. He and Strahan were part of a 
                singer/writer/composer/performer tradition 
                that coincided with the post-war satirical 
                movement. Whereas Lehrer accompanied 
                himself ably on the piano, Strahan uses 
                guitar and usually additional forces 
                with occasional harmonica interpolations 
                à la Bob Dylan. Their 
                songs are mostly of verse/refrain structure. 
                Both employ the technique of writing 
                jolly little tunes to act as vehicles 
                for their blackest humour, the irony 
                of which adds to the bite of the satire. 
              
 
              
In style and content 
                Strahan is more eclectic than Lehrer, 
                betraying influences that range from 
                Noel Coward to sixties pop. He adjusts 
                his delivery according to content, by, 
                for example, assuming suitable accents 
                such as Irish for "The Ballad of 
                Joking Jesus" with its James Joyce 
                text. Pompous English is assumed for 
                his three 1960 satires on contemporary 
                Britain. Brit-bashing was a popular 
                Aussie pastime then and these songs 
                do sound a trifle dated. Otherwise there 
                is little that is not relevant to the 
                present. A few things are a giveaway 
                to the past, such as the use of the 
                word "gay" to mean "jolly", 
                and a younger generation may not pick 
                up the political allusion in the Domino 
                Rag. This song is a penetrating 
                comment on what was the then high-profile 
                domino theory which declared that if 
                one "free" country just outside 
                communist borders fell to Marxism, then 
                the next one would tumble followed by 
                others like a row of collapsing dominos. 
                The theory, which generated much paranoia, 
                dominated American foreign policy, led 
                to the Vietnam war and persuaded many 
                Australians that if Vietnam went down, 
                Malaysia and Indonesia would soon follow. 
                The lumbering jauntiness of the music’s 
                refrain, "We’re all doing the domino 
                rag", exudes a general mocking 
                while the text goes so far as to give 
                Johnson, Agnew and Nixon specific mention. 
                This was courageous satire in 1970. 
                Tom Lehrer would probably never have 
                got away with this sort of thing in 
                the States. 
              
 
              
Overall I found this 
                a hugely entertaining disc. The sound 
                is fresh thanks to some clever digital 
                remastering that adds some special effects 
                (wittily demonstrated in the opening 
                Take me to your leader) as well 
                as extra melodic and percussion forces. 
                It is unremittingly tuneful and funny 
                but when it ventures into serious black 
                satire it does, within the genre, border 
                on timeless genius. 
              
 
              
The song that moved 
                me most, and chilled me most, was It’s 
                All Happened Before. It begins deceptively: 
                
                
              
If you had a little boy 
                What would be his favourite toy - 
                A working model – oh how nice – 
                An anti- personnel device. 
                If you had a little son, 
                Would you teach him to hold a gun, 
                And when he grew bigger 
                Would you teach him to pull the trigger. 
                
              
The refrain gathers more meaning after 
                each biting verse: 
                It’s all happened before, 
                It’s all happened before 
                And it mustn’t happen any more, 
                But it’s still happening now 
                Yes, it still is happening now 
                And we’ve got to stop it somehow, somehow… 
                
                -the last line sung not with feeble 
                optimism but with a sense of pragmatic 
                impotence.
              
Here’s part of a later verse: 
                Children play at tit for tat 
                And we tell them off for that; 
                When grown-ups play that kind of game 
                
                It doesn’t turn out quite the same. 
                
                A choir is gradually added over the 
                last refrain, sounding increasingly 
                and ironically celestial   
              
I was listening to 
                this at a time when major powers have 
                taken to the gun as a problem-solver 
                of first resort. Opposing groups continue 
                with relentless tit-for-tat killing 
                as if that would solve anything. Against 
                this backdrop I thought the 34 year 
                old song a most telling, concise elaboration 
                of the philosopher Hegel’s observation, 
                made in 1837: 
              
 
                 
                  What experience and history teach 
                  us, however, is this, that peoples 
                  and governments have never learned 
                  anything from history. 
              
              John Leeman