Music for Eternity

https://www.tiktok.com/@funeralchoice/video/7395209413314809120

And how it really looks…

Most played songs at UK funerals?

and what about Eric Idle, who wrote it: https://interestingmedia.blog/2025/07/27/eric-idle-if-i-have-to-turn-any-more-cheeks-my-pants-will-fall-down/?utm_source=chatgpt.com

It begs the question of whether he’d like it played at his own funeral? “Well, I know they’re going to bloody sing it at my funeral, whether I want them to or not,” he says. “But I don’t mind. The good thing about funerals is you won’t be there.”

And from the iconic movie, The Big Chill

There’s no place in this world where I’ll belong when I’m gone
And I won’t know the right from the wrong when I’m gone
And you won’t find me singin’ on this song when I’m gone
So I guess I’ll have to do it while I’m here

And I won’t feel the flowing of the time when I’m gone
All the pleasures of love will not be mine when I’m gone
My pen won’t pour a lyric line when I’m gone
So I guess I’ll have to do it while I’m here

And I won’t breathe the bracing air when I’m gone
And I can’t even worry ’bout my cares when I’m gone
Won’t be asked to do my share when I’m gone
So I guess I’ll have to do it while I’m here

And I won’t be running from the rain when I’m gone
And I can’t even suffer from the pain when I’m gone
Can’t say who’s to praise and who’s to blame when I’m gone
So I guess I’ll have to do it while I’m here

Won’t see the golden of the sun when I’m gone
And the evenings and the mornings will be one when I’m gone
Can’t be singing louder than the guns while I’m gone
So I guess I’ll have to do it while I’m here

All my days won’t be dances of delight when I’m gone
And the sands will be shifting from my sight when I’m gone
Can’t add my name into the fight while I’m gone
So I guess I’ll have to do it while I’m here

And I won’t be laughing at the lies when I’m gone
And I can’t question how, or when, or why when I’m gone
Can’t live proud enough to die when I’m gone
So I guess I’ll have to do it while I’m here

There’s no place in this world where I’ll belong when I’m gone
And I won’t know the right from the wrong when I’m gone
And you won’t find me singin’ on this song when I’m gone
So I guess I’ll have to do it

I guess I have to do it
Guess I have to do it while I’m here!

the original recording was by Peter Paul and Mary in 1966

and elsewhere…

Goodbye in Ghana

Madagascar, repackaging…

New Zealand haka

And the requisite requiems…