Coyle the Opera!
We let CP himself explain:
'In response to TMP's impassioned pleas for more front page Vital Burnley articles, I had said I would do some articles about a project I've been scribbling away at on backs of envelopes for some time. I call it 'Coyle The Opera'. Someone has suggested it might better be called 'Coyle: A Song and A Dance'. Whatever.
My goal has been to write a scene-by-scene outline, across 5 articles, and invite anyone to: make it better; write songs; write music; whatever.
I have never done anything like this before, on or off the internet; and I have no musical talent. I used to be able to play a record player, but no-one wants such skills any more! But if it did get going, could anyone hum/sing/play a song they had written on VB? Maybe by a U-Tube implant?
Anyway, I have the basic structure clear in my head, and some while ago posted in VB forums the grizzly end that I have read is essential to making all opera a success.
I have also worked out how to use the apparently common operatic tradition of masks to take the story from where *oyley is now, to where I need him to end up... drowning himself in an icy wintertime Whiddup Reservoir, as the only way to quench the fires of his self-consuming ambition, and then being dragged from purgatory to eternal hellfire by the Old Gartside, this time promising a chance to manage the red devils.
All will be revealed. All good so far?
But then I thought I'd better read Dave Thomas's latest book - Entertainment, Heroes and Villains - to make sure I wasn't missing any key story lines.
It's typically readable, and in the lengthy extracts from Floodo's book about his first meetings (when *oyley said he'd work for nothing if he got the chance to manage Burnley) I kept thinking oooh that would make a good song! To say nothing of a dance!
The trouble is, I also read Dave's early comment about it being a hard book to write, in his case because he felt he'd have to set aside the emotions of his diaries... if only, I would suggest, to enable him to get an interview with the *oyley one imself, and other luminaries of varying repute. All of which he typically brilliantly then did.
But the 'hard book' comment got me thinking about how it's all still too recent to spend too long reading the bulk of the book. The tension between the glorious memories and the tragic betrayal is just too great for Dave's book to be bedtime reading. So... I am having to read on only at times when I feel strong enough to cope with my emotions being ripped apart.
When I get to the end - and I will - I'll resume writing the outline of the opera. Unlike the book, it will not make any attempt to be balanced, and therefore - I hope - be easier reading for those of you, like me, who are not yet ready to be balanced in their opinions on this delicate matter.
Which again leads me back to opera, because I am told by those - unlike me - who actually listen to it on a regular basis, that, at it's best, opera is all about raw emotion. All of which means, in turn, that it's going to take some time to get it all out...
Okay. Having come this far, if TMP wants to stick this email to my fellow VB 'journalists' (I see myself more of a smart a****) up as an article, I won't sue him!
But, while I am struggling away with this grand plan, I want also to draw inspiration from RT's aspiration of writing a regular(ish) weekly column, on a Monday night, I think it was, called 'Rickers World'... and suggest I do one, for publication on maybe Wednesdays or Thursdays or not, called 'The View from the Couch'.
It, like most of my over-frequent posts on VB, will be more likely offbeat than mainstream, hunting down whatever fascinates me in the wider world of football, on and off the pitch... but always with a link to our beloved Clarets, albeit perhaps sometimes of a tenuous nature. Sometimes it will be serious. Sometimes not. Just like opera in fact!
THE END (but not yet closure)'