Wednesday, 10 August 2022

Someone read my Amazon list...

...and got a perfect birthday delivery pour moi!

Tuesday, 9 August 2022

Please continue to hold

Companies have admitted that they never record phone calls for training or quality purposes, instead keeping them indefinitely for no real reason.

While customers are encouraged to believe that huge corporations give a shit about their customer services and strive to constantly improve, they don’t, and are mainly just taking the piss.

Lucy Parry, staff training supervisor at a broadband provider, said: “What kind of training course would play loads of recordings of irate members of the public swearing profusely while trying to cancel their contracts?

“It should be clear it’s bollocks. If we recorded calls for training purposes, we would have lots of highly-trained, efficient and personable staff who could answer routine questions without reading woodenly from a script, putting you on hold for 40 minutes or randomly cutting you off.

“No, we mainly do it so we can secretly sell them on to even larger multinationals who are slowly building a comprehensive database of information about you which they will eventually use to take over your entire life.

“And aside from that we just record them to laugh at people with funny voices.”

The Daily Mash

Of course.

Monday, 8 August 2022

Your knees start wiggling all over the place

Back to the madness of work again, more's the pity. However, I am counting down the days...

...for this weekend - which will be the start of a much-needed two-week break - as a gift for my birthday [which is this Wednesday; and for the first time ever I'm in work] from Baby Steve and Houseboy Alex, Madam Arcati and I will be going to see the legendary Sir Tom Jones live in concert in the grounds of the very swanky Audley End House!!

On this Tacky Music Monday, here is a most bizarre number from his prime-time telly show in the 1960s/70s that, to be honest, I hope isn't among the routines he performs for us next Sunday:

Just five more days in the office...

Have a good week, dear reader.

Sunday, 7 August 2022

Hypno-tiz-ed

Few among my beloved audience noticed my last selection, it would appear, but undaunted as I am - here is another random assortment of "newer" choons that have caught my ear of late!

First up, Our Princess Kylie's latest, a rather faboo track from her Disco: Guest List Edition [which, incidentally, landed her the accolade of being the first female artist to have a number one album in five consecutive decades]:

Next up - this "summer anthem" [well, it was actually released last November, but the band's performance at Glastonbury got them noticed] has been clogging-up the airwaves lately here in the long, hot summer in the UK! Understandably...

Heavens, this "80s-style" mix is so much better than the original! They eununciated things far better in those days, of course - poor Ms Lipa evidently cannot pronounce any consonants:

Here's an irresistable oddity - not new at all [it was actually released in 2017, and apparently featured in an advert for an Apple iPhone], but new to me - courtesy of Paddy O'Connell, sitting in for Liza Tarbuck on BBC Radio 2 today:

By way of a complete contrast, as part of his own celebration of 25 years in the business [cf Geri and the Spice Girls, as featured yesterday] the lovely Robbie Williams is back with a new single:

And, saving the best for last - a "national treasure", with a most remarkable earworm...

As ever, let me know your thoughts, dear reader...

Saturday, 6 August 2022

I'm a drama queen if that's your thing, baby


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You know you're getting old when...

...you discover that "Ginger Spice" Geri Halliwell is 50 years old!

It seems like only yesterday that we first encountered the "musical-hen-party" that was the Spice Girls, leaping all over the place and picking fights with Noel Gallagher! I was never a huge fan of them as an ensemble, but they certainly were a phenomenon - and Geri always took centre stage, with her campery and chutzpah.

When she finally departed the group, it was this track that converted me to the lady's talents - I adored it back in 1999, and still adore it today:

She had a prodigious run of hits, including this...

...and this one (another fave):

We even queued for hours to see her live on stage at G.A.Y. at the sadly-missed Astoria! She was superb.

Of course, despite marriage, motherhood and a stint as a UN goodwill ambassador, the lure of a Spice Girls reunion was rather inevitable, culminating in a blockbuster sell-out tour in 2019 - and as the hoo-ha builds over their 25th anniversary, there are rumours they'll be on the road again.

Geri, you're an icon!

Many happy returns, Geraldine Estelle "Geri" Horner, née Halliwell (born 6th August 1972)

Friday, 5 August 2022

In the Bush

As another gruelling week draws mercifully to its close, so it;'s time for me to muster up the mood for a party...

...with a little help from an old, old favourite - and the not-aware-of-the-camera-at-all Soul Train dancers! As I said @adecadeago: "I can almost smell the acrylic and hairspray from here!"


Thank Disco It's Friday!

Have a good one, dear reader!

Thursday, 4 August 2022

The Hooded Man


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Recession. Ukraine. China. The Tory leadership contest. Strikes. The news headlines make for depressing reading. And work continues to be a bastard...

...let's have a bit of a relaxing music interlude (and an ogle at the lovely Michael Praed at his youthful, tight-leggings-clad, floppy-haired prime) to take our minds off it, shall we? - courtesy of birthday girl Moya Brennan (70 today) and her family band Clannad:

The whole of the UK (myself included) was madly in love (lust) with "Robin" way back in 1984 - and who would blame us?