Gong Farmer was the
Tudor equivalent of a modern mobile toilet attendant. It was his
job to empty the privies (a row of holes in a wooden plank over
a tank) of private households. Once the Farmer’s vat was
full of ‘gong’ (dung) he carted it outside the city
walls. The job was so unsavoury that Gong Farmers were only
allowed to work during the night and were forced to live
together in designated areas. When tobacco arrived in this country
most Gong Farmers became heavy smokers to mask the gut-wrenching
pong of the gong!
courtesy of the Discovery
acclaim for the Downing Street Gong Farmers:
listener in Germany writes "noisy, hardrocking shit.
great. also funny: i was listening VERY loud to your favourite
"dsgf_nudes" when k_ arrives and asks: "hu, what
nice stuff is that?". so dsgf has at least two supporters
from Hong Kong, Tommy enthuses "I just listening the
song from you "The Many Nudes of Gong Street" It's really
quite noise and it seems rarely to find someone singing in your
music. 12 minutes of this song is good enough to wake up all my
neighbours (in the small village & near the mountain).