Monday, 24 October 2016


No idea what is going on here, but it looks interesting.

There must be a scientific explanation for why those two precious days, Saturday and Sunday, always seem to be infinitesimally shorter than any other in the rest of the week - but here we are again, crusty-eyed, trying desperately to wake up and drag ourselves into work...

It's just as well that on this Tacky Music Monday I have discovered yet another gem from "The Land of Tackiness", Spain, to cheer us up - here's Pimpinela and Dónde están los hombres?

I sympathise, dear.

Have a good week, amigos!

Sunday, 23 October 2016

The original party animal

It would have been the 85th birthday today of the simply wonderful Diana Dors...

Always a gal that knew how to be the "life and soul of the party", here she is proving that fact - with the Hokey Pokey Polka!

We still miss her.

Diana Dors (born Diana Mary Fluck, 23rd October 1931 – 4th May 1984)

More Diana here, here, and here - and over at my other half Madam Arcati's own blog here.

Saturday, 22 October 2016

Salmigondis de musique

I have not done one of these "potpourri-of-pop" blogs for such a long time, I'd almost forgotten that "newer music" can produce some works of wonder and amusement. One tends to avoid most music beloved of the "benighted yoof" these days (all those Kendricks, Minajs, Drakes, Arianas, Little Mixes and Biebers - yuk), but occasionally I do pop in for a little look... Of the chart-toppers, I can just about cope with some currently mega-popular artists such as Adele or Clean Bandit, and the occasional tolerable choon like that Zara Larsson one that dominated the summer airwaves, or maybe that much-hyped Christina and the Queens ditty, but in general whatever the "Charts" these days encompasses tends to pass me by. But what of the rest? Here goes...

Watch me shimmy into the light..." Thus the remarkable Allie X announces her arrival - and, with RuPaul's Drag Race winner (and house fave) Violet Chachki on board in this magnificent "let's-raid-the-dressing-up-box" video, what a spectacle she is too! She's All The Rage:

Speaking of summer, the strangely-named Kungs vs Cookin’ on 3 Burners and This Girl has an alluring Northern Soul-tinged feel about it. The "pretty-young-things-at-play" video certainly does make one rather nostalgic for warmer climes...

One can always rely upon the brilliant Mr Dave Audé to make a slightly-catchy-yet-not-good-enough song such as Handclap by Fitz and the Tantrums into something really special:

No-one ever thought that meeja-sensations Sam and the Womp would ever be more than a one-hit-wonder, after their surprise hit of 2012 Bom Bom - but, as "comebacks" go, with the help of some "Bjork-lite" vocals from Bloom De Wilde and a glitzy video I think Fireflies is a rather jolly effort:

Next, and by complete contrast, a song that was played (with his tongue firmly in his cheek) by the ever-wonderful Desmond Carrington on his penultimate show on Radio 2 last night - it's Madeleine Peyroux and her cover of Tom Waits's Tango Till They're Sore . I love it!

Here is a really unexpected treat. We are all aware that everyone's (not least ours at Dolores Delargo Towers) favourite octogenarian chanteuse (not-yet-a-Dame) Petula Clark is cool, professional, and still retains the vocal tone and energy that would shame many a wannabee a quarter her age, but she is also never content just to rest on her "easy listening" laurels, it seems. With its catchy tune and atmospheric visuals, her new single Sacrifice My Heart is simply faboo!

The very lovely Andy Bell has been busy, too - what with his stage show Torsten The Beautiful Libertine, various live appearances and the release of two albums (the soundtrack to Torsten and a remix album of songs from the show Variance 2) this year. And here [courtesy of our friend John-John, who alerted me to it a while ago], with the excellent support of the one-and-only Al Pillay and the mixing talents of DJ Matt Pop, is Queercore!

If it's a party you're after, you can do much worse than a really catchy cover of the Four Seasons' Oh What A Night, in French, by the Gallic pop sensation (and occasional Ricky Martin duettist) M. (Matt) Pokora! Cette Année La, indeed:

...then there is the sumptuously funky début by the esoterically-named JANE and We Don't Wanna Dance! Shades of Sylvester/Wild Cherry/Average White Band and the heyday of Disco, methinks:

And, finally - not because this is by any means a conclusive list of favourites from the past few months, but merely because I have to end somewhere - Here's the lovely Robbie Williams and his (oh-so-"controversial") Party Like a Russian:

Anything that pisses Putin off has my vote!

Anyhoo, that's all folks - as ever, enjoy; and let me know your thoughts...

[*Salmigondis de musique = (hopefully) "musical hodgepodge" in French]

Friday, 21 October 2016

The Worldwide Ambassador of Love

Another week drags its dank way to a close. Oh, how I hate the creeping darkness at this time of year. But hey! There's a weekend to look forward to - and that can only mean one thing...

It's time for a party!

To get us up and running, let us join in the shirtless fun that this Thursday's birthday boy Mr George McCrae [self-styled "Worldwide Ambassador of Love", according to his website] is obviously having on The Julio Iglesias Hour!

With his tightest trousers and his sparkly jacket on, surrounded by some chemically-enhanced dancers in hideous green suedette outfits, psychedelic camera effects and a cartoon sheep - how could he not?!

He Just Can't Leave You Alone. Apparently.

Thank Disco It's Friday!

George Warren McCrae Jr. (born 19th October 1944)

Thursday, 20 October 2016

Thought for the Day

Hallowe'en is coming.

Wednesday, 19 October 2016

Let's cause a nuclear reaction, shake it up

It's Divine's birthday today!

All hail.

By way of a little tribute to the largest of our larger-than-life Patron Saints, here's an old favourite - Shake It Up, "performed" by... Ursula the Sea Witch...

Happy birthday, Harris Glenn Milstead aka Divine (19th October 1945 – 7th March 1988)

Read my tribute to the great Diva of Trash on the 70th anniversary of her birth last year - and also reminiscences on her notorious sojourn down the Thames for Gay Pride way back in 1985 (my first Pride)!

I can remember the screams and cheers even now...

Even more Divine here, here and here.

Tuesday, 18 October 2016

You can keep your grit

Hmmm. Unsurprisingly, Ken Loach - the enfant terrible of "kitchen sink realism" - has criticised our appetite for the "fake nostalgia" of costume dramas....

Mr Loach's variously successful dramas embrace "gritty mundanity", and everyone in them (so it seems) just has to suffer. His lead characters are people such as "an unemployed recovering alcoholic in Glasgow" (My Name is Joe), "an unemployed worker and member of the Communist Party of Great Britain who decides to fight for the republican side in the Spanish Civil War" (Land and Freedom), "brothers who join the Irish Republican Army to fight for Irish independence from the United Kingdom" (The Wind That Shakes the Barley), a boy brought up in the grim North of England whose only "friend" (a kestrel) is brutally strangled by his bully-boy brother (Kes), or a homeless woman whose harrowing screams as her children are taken off her by Social Services traumatised viewers for years (Cathy Come Home).

Downton Abbey, Brideshead Revisited, Pride and Prejudice, Upstairs Downstairs, The Jewel in the Crown, The Duchess of Duke Street, Cranford, I Claudius, Poldark and the rest, however, provide viewers with sumptuous settings, beautiful people, extravagant clothing and jewellery, country houses, polite manners, grand vistas and arch dialogue. In other words, nothing "gritty" at all. And all the better for it, in my opinion!

Give me an escapist faux-historical hour or so of wallowing in the glamorous lives of the type of people who I'll never meet, or worse, never be (even a crap one such as Mr Selfridge or the ill-considered "update" of Upstairs Downstairs), and I am happy.

I am not convinced, however, that Ken Loach could ever be described as such.

So, dear reader - which do you prefer?


Or this?