Saturday, 30 May 2015

Closer than you could ever imagine us



Timeslip moment again...

Today, our TARDIS has landed in this week in 1997, when none other than Miss Rosie Gaines (another one about whom we ask "whatever happened to her?") had crashed in the UK Top 5 with the magnificent Closer Than Close (Mentor remix):



One-hit-wonder she may have been, but what a hit!

Friday, 29 May 2015

Tight trousers, felt hats



It's the end of my first week back after the holiday.

I am greatly relieved for that fact - and I'm in just the right mood for some tight-trousered, felt-hatted, open-shirt, Stud-soundtrack-worthy funk courtesy of the Real Thing...

...featuring Legs & Co AND Hot Gossip dancer Floid Pearce!

What more could you want?

The night is still young
Let the DJ play your favourite song
Lets go Disco,
Lets go Disco!




Thank Disco It's Friday, indeed!

Have a great weekend...

Thursday, 28 May 2015

"Love you, Kylie"



It's our "Impossible Princess" Kylie's birthday today - and, by way of a "leetle" tribute, here she is helping the inimitable Jean-Paul Gaultier promote the arrival of his fashion retrospective exhibition in Australia last autumn. He loves her...



And, just for the hell of it, here's a classic sing-a-long - In Your Eyes:



Many happy returns, Miss Kylie Ann Minogue OBE (born 28th May 1968)

Wednesday, 27 May 2015

Scrub away, scrub away, scrub away, the SR way


Britain's teeth are imperfect because they haven’t had lots of weird expensive shit done to them, it has emerged.

Following condemnation of the UK’s mouths from dentists and Americans, Britons have claimed their teeth looked flawed because that is cheaper and more natural than glueing on massive fake ones.

Teacher Susan Traherne said: “Are they still on about that, then, with the teeth?

“Has it not occurred to them that putting your teeth in a cage for six years or coating them in chemicals is a bit fucking weird?

“I went out with this American once, I couldn’t look at him directly, or I’d have afterimages burnt on my retinas for weeks.

“And dentists can shut up, they’re all weird sadists like out of a David Lynch film.”


Steeplejack Stephen Malley said: “Like anyone normal, I go to the dentist when I can’t stand the pain any more.

“My teeth aren’t white, no, but neither is my dick burnished with the lustrous shine of gold and I’m okay with that.”
The Daily Mash

Of course.

Miss Poly Styrene (RIP) has something to say, too...



[The "real" story]

Tuesday, 26 May 2015

Twinkled out



And so, farewell then, to pop singer Twinkle. She had (her only) Top Ten hit in 1964 with Terry, a poor relation of the type of song made popular by the likes of the Shangri-Las - all about a biker and his tragic demise.

Notable at the time for her youth (she was only sixteen) and her on-trend blonde hair and kohl-eyed image, Twinkle, despite being a one-hit-wonder more than half a century ago remained popular on the "nostalgia concert" circuit up until her recent illness. And here she is...



He said to me he wanted to be near to me
He said he never wanted to be out of my sight
But it's too late to give this boy my love tonight
Please wait at the gate of heaven for me, Terry

He said to me he wanted to be close by my side
We had a quarrel. I was untrue on the night he died
And it's too late to tell this boy how great he was
Please wait at the gate of heaven for me, Terry

He rode into the night
Accelerated his motorbike
I cried to him in fright
Don't do it, don't do it, don't do it!

He said to me, you are the one I want to be with
He said to me, you are the one my love I shall give
One day he'll know how hard I prayed for him to live
Please wait at the gate of heaven for me, Terry

He rode into the night
Accelerated his motorbike
I cried to him in fright
Don't do it, don't do it, don't do it!


Facts:
  • Born Lynne Ripley to a wealthy Surrey family, she went to school in Knightsbridge with Camilla (now Duchess of Cornwall).
  • Bizarrely, Terry was banned by the BBC and many radio stations for its doomy content.
  • Chosen as the unlikely support act to the Rolling Stones in their early years, her bad experiences on tour led her to almost quit her music career before it had really begun.
  • She was married to the "Milk Tray Man" from the Cadbury's chocolate adverts.

RIP Lynn Annette Ripley aka Twinkle (15th July 1948 – 21st May 2015)

I'm in no hurry for that final disappointment



One of our "Patron Saints" Miss Peggy Lee was born 95 years ago today. All hail!

It is also my first day back in the office, so, inevitably there's only one song - one of my faves - from the great lady's extensive repertoire that needs to be played, Is That All There Is?



I remember when I was a very little girl, our house caught on fire.
I'll never forget the look on my father's face as he gathered me up
In his arms and raced through the burning building out to the pavement.
I stood there shivering in my pyjamas and watched the whole world go up in flames.
And when it was all over I said to myself,
"Is that all there is to a fire?"

Is that all there is?
Is that all there is?
If that's all there is my friends
Then let's keep dancing
Let's break out the booze and have a ball
If that's all there is

And when I was 12 years old, my daddy took me to a circus.
"The Greatest Show On Earth."
There were clowns and elephants and dancing bears.
And a beautiful lady in pink tights flew high above our heads.
And as I sat there watching, I had the feeling that something was missing.
I don't know what, but when it was over,
I said to myself,
"Is that all there is to a circus?"

Is that all there is?
Is that all there is?
If that's all there is my friends
Then let's keep dancing
Let's break out the booze and have a ball
If that's all there is

And then I fell in love, with the most wonderful boy in the world.
We would take long walks by the river
Or just sit for hours gazing into each other's eyes.
We were so very much in love.
Then one day, he went away and I thought I'd die.
But I didn't.
And when I didn't I said to myself,
"Is that all there is to love?"

Is that all there is?
Is that all there is?
If that's all there is my friends, then let's keep-

I know what you must be saying to yourselves.
"If that's the way she feels about it why doesn't she just end it all?"
Oh, no, not me.
I'm in no hurry for that final disappointment.
'Cause I know just as well as I'm standing here talking to you,
That when that final moment comes and I'm breathing my last breath
I'll be saying to myself -

Is that all there is?
Is that all there is?
If that's all there is my friends
Then let's keep dancing
Let's break out the booze and have a ball
If that's all there is.


Think of me, sweeties. Feel the pain...

Peggy Lee official website

Monday, 25 May 2015

Deeper love


Nicotiana mutabilis

It is (another) Bank Holiday here in the UK - our last until the end of August! - and my last day of freedom to potter in the extensive gardens here Dolores Delargo Towers before going back to work tomorrow. Groan.

However, I haven't forgotten it is also a Tacky Music Monday! To celebrate two things that cheered us up immensely over the weekend - the Eurovision Song Contest (of course), and the momentous public vote for legalisation of gay marriage in (of all places) Ireland - who else could I choose to entertain us than the lovely Clodagh Rodgers from Ballymena (4th-placed for the UK at Eurovision in 1971) and her (possibly appropriately-titled) number Love Is Deep Inside Of Me?



Happy days, indeed.