Friday, December 12, 2025

Jamie McDougall....

Harry Lauder


Jamie as Harry Lauder


 I have a friend who is as mad as a box of frogs. He’s also one of the most talented people I know. He’s a professional opera singer who does a bit of TV and Radio presenting, and had me  as a guest to talk about my favourite piece of music.

I think I blogged about it at the time.

The Danse Macabre.

No surprise there.

                                                              

Anyway, his name is Jamie McDougall If you google Jamie McDougall Highland Cathedral  and watch the BBC link, ( He’s wearing a white jacket). It's traditional to start  crying 2 mins and 10 seconds into the video. If you don't you are devoid of a heart.... or you might be a bit deaf..... 

His voice has been described as a “soothing mug of hot chocolate on a chilly night.”

So Jamie is appearing on Broadway, or off Broadway, or somewhere around there. He’s in New York at the mo, talking to folk at the Met….

                                                        

                                      The operatic version of Where Do You Get Your Ideas From

Doing what I hear you ask.....

Well. You may know the songs 

 I Love a Lassie,   When I Get Back Again to Bonnie Scotland,  Stop Your Ticklin’, Jock!,  Roamin’ in the Gloamin’,  The Picnic (Every Laddie Loves a Lassie),  Keep Right on to the End of the Road ]

All those songs were either written or co written by Sir Harry Lauder  4 August 1870 – 26 February 1950).

He was Scotland’s most beloved music hall entertainer, achieving international stardom in the early 20th century and was well known for his tartan attire, his bent walking stick ( which has a type of tree named after it) plus the songs as above.

He was the first Scottish artist to sell two million records. ( and among the first few Brits to do so)

And all that is very lovely, BUT, and it’s a very tragic but,  he actually got his knighthood for services to charity, raising a funds for the British war effort during World WarI.

Lauder’s only child, a son called  John Currie Lauder, was born on 19 November 1891 in Hamilton, South Lanarkshire. He was a very talented boy,  very musical, he was the cox for the Cambridge Footlights rowing boat, attended City of London School then Jesus College, Cambridge ( BA in Political Economy in 1911).

Then World WarI broke out. John enlisted with the Argyll and Sutherland Highlanders. He saw service  and sustained a wound to his arm, then got dysentery, fever, and was then fatally wounded on 28th December 1916.

Understandably, news of John’s passing devastated his dad. He wrote in his biography about reading the piece of paper that informed him that John had been killed in action, realising that he had been killed days before they knew.

Harry wrote the song Keep Right On To the End Of The Road, in memory of his son. It’s a song of resilience and sacrafice.

 

“Keep right on to the end of the road,

Keep right on to the end,

Tho' the way be long, let your heart be strong,

Keep right on round the bend.

Tho' you're tired and weary still journey on,

Till you come to your happy abode,

Where all the love you've been dreaming of

Will be there at the end of the road.”

 

All Scots kids of my vintage know that off by heart.

 John’s fiancée dedicated her later life to charitable causes in his memory, including support for disabled ex-servicemen.

There’s a one man show written about Harry Lauder, his songs, his humour and of course the tragedy of the loss of his son.

Jamie McDougall has taken this musical event all round Scotland, and to London and is now….. Here’s the quote....(drum roll here...)

 Today I received the amazing news that Lauder will have an eight week run off Broadway in New York May-June 2026.

I’m beyond excited at the prospect of taking Lauder to America in the city that Welcomed Lauder in 1907. So watch this space folks it’s going to be an exciting time.”

                                              

                                                      Jamie in full voice.


Cheers

Caro

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