A Lilac Harry Quinn by Half Man Half Biscuit (1991) discussed...

What have an Italian cycle component maker, a Geordie 80s supergroup and a right-wing Kiwi politician got in common? There’s one to ask down the pub (CAMRA-listed, naturally). Well, they all feature in this song, along with other seemingly haphazardly chosen items.

I’ve built up two lilac Harry Quinns based on my love of this song. The introduction, to me, resembles the ideal cadence for eating up the miles on a Sunday morning ride. How disconcerting then to read that the song might all be about a rabbit. Anyone care to swap a jarg Harry Quinn for a hutch?

Anyway, I love the tune, but the stream of consciousness lyrics do leave me rather baffled. Can we read something chemically induced into the protagonist’s (there Exxo, I’ve said it!) state of mind, or perhaps the sole of his slipper is merely fully taken up with scribblings. I just don’t know. That’s not to say the lines aren’t inspired; they are, and we can all relate to the Alchemy put down, can’t we? Best, perhaps, to just lie back and think of the Wirral Peninsula…

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