Monday, 25 October 2021

With my hips kind of swivelly and swervey

After a faboo "extended weekend" - that included our much-awaited outing to see Anything Goes (yay!), and much pottering in the extensive gardens here at Dolores Delargo Towers [a load of dead stuff cleared, and two window-boxes of daffs and a bowl of Iris siberica planted for Spring] - we face the ultimate disappointment. It's over, and another working week has unfortunately begun.

Never mind. With Hallowe'en impending, let's start the week in a most appropriate fashion this Tacky Music Monday with an unlikely combination of legendary ladies and a most bizarre treatment of a Rodgers-Hammerstein classic:

All that, and a snippet of an elderly Boris Karloff, to boot!

Have a good week, dear reader.


Both the original performer of this song (in the Broadway show Flower Drum Song) Pat Suzuki (age 91), and the actress who performed it in its screen adaptation Nancy Kwan (age 82) [actually dubbed by one of Mickey Rooney's wives Miss Betty Jane Baker] are, thankfully, still with us...

Sunday, 24 October 2021

In olden days a glimpse of stocking was looked on as something shocking

Tap dancing, tight-trousered sailors, a 50-strong cast and ensemble, sparkly frocks, preposterous plotlines and some of Cole Porter's finest numbers - what more could anyone want from a night at the theatre?

And so it was - ten whole months since I first booked tickets for it [delayed twice and then cancelled due to COVID; then re-booked by my dear sister] - a little coterie of "our gang" (Me, Madam Arcati, Hils, Crog, Baby Steve, Houseboy Alex, John-John, Russ and Joe) finally went to see the much-lauded Barbican Theatre production of Anything Goes last night! What a relief, after all this time. Needless to say, it was more than worth the wait...

Nearing the end of its much-delayed run, few of the original "big name" players remained from its originally-announced cast [last October Megan Mullally from Will and Grace was meant to be in it, but such were the postponements and restrictions thanks to 'Rona it finally opened without her], and indeed both Miss Mullally's replacement Sutton Foster and Felicity Kendall left weeks ago, but the true "star" of this production was thankfully still in place. Robert Lindsay - a familiar telly sitcom stalwart since the 1970s over here - has carved himself a "second" career in musical theatre. He played the (usually supporting) role of the hapless gangster "Moonface Martin" with hilarious gusto, and very nearly stole the show. In this production, many of the scenes were deliberately played for laughs - including "breaking the fourth wall" in the Friendship duet with "Reno Sweeney", and the scenes involving the lost dog belonging to uptight "Mrs Evangeline Harcourt" [in this production played with brilliant hauteur by Haydn Gwynne].

Speaking of "Reno Sweeney" - the part that was originally Miss Mullaley's, then Miss Foster's - she has always, no matter the production, had the starring role in the show. Last night, and for the last few weeks of its run, the part's taken by Broadway star Rachel York - and heavens! She did us proud. With almost inexhaustible energy, she led the show's key numbers Anything Goes - which was choreographed as a fantastic "Busby Berkeley"-style mass-tapping, swirling, ensemble-cast number that took our breath away! - and the fabulous spectacle of fire, brimstone and burlesque that was Blow, Gabriel, Blow, as well as being the focus of many scenes throughout, from the opening I Get a Kick Out of You and You’re the Top to the closing dance finale reprises of It's De-Lovely and Anything Goes. Hers might not be the "belting" voice of an Ethel Merman, a Patti LuPone or even an Elaine Paige, but (despite some dodgy sound moments, when backing vocalists seemed to be louder than the stars), she was fab-u-lous!

Of the ostensible "leads" - the central love story of smitten "Billy Crocker" (Samuel Edwards) and "Hope Harcourt" (Nicole-Lily Baisden) - there was remarkably little chemistry or charisma in evidence; nice though their voices might be, they made little overall impression in their "big" numbers So Easy To Love or It’s DeLovely.

Much more entertaining were the supporting cast: the semi-slapstick comic turns of Elisha J. Whitney (Gary Wilmot) who, bereft of his spectacles (stolen early on by "Moonface" to prevent him identifying his employee "Billy", who was not meant to be aboard the ship) and relying upon field glasses to see anything, gets into several situations of mistaken identity; and Mrs Harcourt's chosen groom for the reluctant Hope, the "old-moneyed" Lord Evelyn Oakleigh (Haydn Oakley), who well-and-truly broke out of his absurdly English shell with his song of passion for "Reno" The Gypsy in Me. Best of all however was Carly Mercedes Dyer's man-mad Moll "Erma" - all squeaky voice and va-va-voom outfits - who got huge applause for her solo number Buddy Beware.

The costumes all the ladies wore (by designer Jon Morrell) were utterly sumptuous, Derek McLane's set designs were lavishly Art Deco and involved a lot of complicated scene-changing (the roll-on-roll-off cabin and prison cell scenes were clever, and the way the on-deck and ballroom scenes were switched was impressive), and director Kathleen Marshall's choreography was flawless.

I haven't enjoyed a show so much for a long, long, long time!

[The audience agreed; the finale received a rousing standing ovation.]

Times have changed,
And we've often rewound the clock,
Since the Puritans got a shock,
When they landed on Plymouth Rock.
If today,
Any shock they should try to stem,
'Stead of landing on Plymouth Rock,
Plymouth Rock would land on them.
In olden days a glimpse of stocking
Was looked on as something shocking,
But now, God knows,
Anything Goes!

Good authors too who once knew better words,
Now only use four letter words
Writing prose, Anything Goes.
The world has gone mad today
And good's bad today,
And black's white today,
And day's night today,
When most guys today
That women prize today
Are just silly gigolos
And though I'm not a great romancer
I know that you're bound to answer
When I propose,
Anything Goes!

When grandmama whose age is eighty
In night clubs is getting matey with gigolo's,
Anything Goes.

When mothers pack and leave poor father
Because they decide they'd rather be tennis pros,
Anything Goes.

If driving fast cars you like,
If low bars you like,
If old hymns you like,
If bare limbs you like,
If Mae West you like
Or me undressed you like,
Why, nobody will oppose!
When every night,
The set that's smart
Is intruding in nudist parties in studios,
Anything Goes.

The world has gone mad today
And good's bad today,
And black's white today,
And day's night today,
When most guys today
That women prize today
Are just silly gigolos
And though I'm not a great romancer
I know that you're bound to answer
When I propose,
Anything goes

If saying your prayers you like,
If green pears you like
If old chairs you like,
If back stairs you like,
If love affairs you like
With young bears you like,
Why nobody will oppose!

And though I'm not a great romancer
And though I'm not a great romancer
I know that you're bound to answer
When I propose,
Anything goes...
Anything goes!


Saturday, 23 October 2021

Fluck me!

"Diana Dors represented that period between the end of the war and the coming of Lady Chatterley in paperback, a time when sexuality was naughty, repressed and fit to burst." - David Thompson in The Independent.

Indeed she did...

...and the divine Miss Dors would have been 90 years old today!

We still miss her.

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

Friday, 22 October 2021

And it's hard to break a habit

It was a milestone for "the other Minogue" this week - as Kylie's little sister Dannii hit the "big 5-0" on Wednesday!

It's customary here at Dolores Delargo Towers to greet the end of a week with relief, and a party choon - although this week, my celebrations came somewhat early as I took annual leave yesterday and today [and the weather, for a change, has been glorious! *] - and who better to provide it than Dannii?

Here's one of her biggest hits in the UK charts (it got to #3) from twenty years ago - and Thank Disco the Minogue gene-pool It's Friday!

Where do we go now? I don't know
Innocence over, fading fast
And it's hard to know what you're thinking
When you hide inside your head
You're still promising perfection, perfection
With empty words, with empty words
With empty words, with empty words

And it's hard to break a habit
You're lost inside it
Who do you love now?
And it's hard to break a habit
You're lost inside it
Who do you love now?
Who do you love now?
Who do you love now?

A moment of coldness
Cuts through me (cuts through me)
I've tried to remember
Why I don't leave (I don't leave)
And you're the cause of my confusion
Closing down the way I feel
How come I don't see so clearly, so clearly?
Fighting to breathe, fighting to breathe
Fighting to breathe, fighting to breathe

And it's hard to break a habit
You're lost inside it
Who do you love now?
And it's hard to break a habit
You're lost inside it
Who do you love now?
Who do you love now?
Who do you love now?

Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?

Have a great weekend, peeps!

Many happy returns, Miss Danielle Jane Minogue (born 20th October 1971)

Stop Press:

*until about half-an-hour after I posted this, when the gloom and murk returned...

Thursday, 21 October 2021

Stealth tactics

My dish is on the left. [click to embiggen]

You're at an event and there’s a buffet. How can you beat everyone else to hog the best stuff? Use these tactics:


Often a buffet follows some boring speech about how much we’ll all miss the deceased or whatever. Ignore that. Scope what’s there, plan your route, be ready for your turn on the tongs. Preparation is the difference between stuffed mushrooms and chicken Kievs on your plate.


If you’re serious about being the "buffet GOAT," you’ve got to go in hungry. But not too hungry or you’ll make bad decisions and end up with a plate full of crisps. Drop a Lion bar around 30 minutes before kick off and you’ll be primed to bring the pain to those chilli tiger prawns.


When it comes to fitting three days food on a nine-inch plate, architectural vision is key. A solid base of potato wedges, a finger-sandwich house of cards, chocolate truffles adeptly balanced on the slopes of a black rice salad. It can be beautiful.


Buffets favour the guzzler. Once you’ve loaded up get those mozzarella sticks rammed down your throat double-time so you can get your arse back in line, still chewing, for seconds. They might even still be bringing stuff out if they’re lazy, disorganised scum.


There’s one slice of gluten-free carrot cake left and the coeliac behind’s been on about it all queue. What do you do? Take it. You’re not here to make friends. Now kick that old man’s cane out from under him and knock that child’s head in the blinis to claim the last chicken satay skewers.


Everyone gets turned away by self-appointed buffet bouncers eventually. Simply tail, blackjack and swap clothes with a member of serving staff and clear the buffet into the back of your waiting car. Buffet’s more important than your brother’s wedding anyway.

The Daily Mash

Of course.

Wednesday, 20 October 2021

Thank you very, very, very much!

Another day, another new addition to Fabulon, the "Valhalla of the Stars" - the multi-talented Bea Lillie protégé, composer, lyricist and playwright Mr Leslie Bricusse.

Most famous for his long professional partnership with fellow "triple threat" Anthony Newley, the mass of "standards" in the great man's repertoire include Nina Simone's Feeling Good [a version of which I posted just the other day], What Kind of Fool Am I?, The Joker [used later as the theme song for Kath & Kim], The Candy Man and Pure Imagination from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, London Is London, A Wonderful Day Like Today, Talk to the Animals, Who Can I Turn To?...

...and these!

...and our "Gay Pride March" anthem, to boot!

RIP, Leslie Bricusse OBE (29th January 1931 – 19th October 2021)

Tuesday, 19 October 2021

The voice

Britain's in shock after the murder of sitting MP David Amess. America's in mourning for former Secretary of State Colin Powell.

We at Dolores Delargo Towers are very sad at another departure for Fabulon. For, lost among the banner headlines, came the sad news today that yet another piece of my childhood has died - Miss Denise Bryer. Who? I hear you ask...

Miss Bryer was not only married for 35 years to the late TV stalwart and "national treasure" Nicholas Parsons (they divorced in 1989 but remained friends), but she carved herself a niche behind the scenes as a voice actor for numerous (mainly children's) telly programmes and films. She was Twizzle, Noddy, "The Junk Lady" in Labyrinth and "Billina" in Return to Oz - but it's for two significant roles in shows that are dear to our nostalgic hearts that we raise a toast to her memory...

She was "Kiki the Frog" in Hector's House:

...and "Zelda" in Terrahawks!

RIP, Denise Bryer (5th January 1928 – 16th October 2021)

Monday, 18 October 2021

Alarm call!

I really did not feel like getting out of bed this morning, into the dark and gloom...

We need a wake-up call - and on this Tacky Music Monday, I think I might have found it in the form of more Dutch madness - all together, now!

Hmmm - nice trousers!

Have a good week, dear reader.

Sunday, 17 October 2021

Holidaying in the UK?

Here's some places to visit...

[Been there.]

...and here's your tour guide:

Enjoy your travels!

Saturday, 16 October 2021

It's a new dawn, it's a new day

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I'm off tonight to a tenth anniversary party for two dear friends Joe and Russ. To help me get into the swing of things, how about a clutch of "newer" choons that have caught my ear of late?

First up "the biggie"... This was only released on Friday morning, and has already clocked up 35 million views on YouTube!

By way of complete contrast, let's cheer ourselves up after all that impassioned angst - with a trip to a Disco that happens to be Purple:

Look out, world - Queen Madge is back!

Speaking of stroppy divas - one wonders how the divine former Eunice Kathleen Waymon might have greeted this ramped-up version of one of her biggest hits?

Heavens! I only mentioned them the other day - and now Gandalf and Gollum Tears for Fears are back, with their first new music for twenty years:

Ms Petras is in an apocalyptic mood, it seems...

...while the Nervo girls are feeling "arty":

And finally...

...what happens when Princesses collide?! This:

As ever, dear reader, let me know what you think...

Friday, 15 October 2021

Disco arithmetic!

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Another gruelling week draws to a close - and not a moment too soon.

Let's get our culottes on, tease out our Afros--- and join the Soul Train line, shall we? Thank Disco It's Friday!

Have a great weekend, dear reader!

Thursday, 14 October 2021

Nobody knows where my Johnny has gone

Timeslip moment again...

...and back we swoosh once more to 1981, a landmark year pour moi. I had just started my first job (in the clerks' office at the Magistrates' Court) in October, and my new-found spending power happily coincided with a whole swathe of music for me to spend my pennies on!

New LP releases in October forty years ago included Depeche Mode Speak and Spell, Human League Dare and The Associates Fourth Drawer Down and what was to become the UK's best-selling record ever, Queen's Greatest Hits [and Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark's Architecture and Morality was on pre-order]...

In the news headlines? Norman Tebbit's famous "get on your bikes and look for work" speech at the Tory Party conference, an IRA nail-bomb at Chelsea Barracks killed two civilians and injured 40 people, the assassination of Egyptian President Anwar Sadat by members of his own armed forces, The Unabomber, CND, the judgement in the European court that Northern Ireland's laws criminalising gay sex contravened the European Convention on Human Rights, and the death of the telegram after 139 years. In our cinemas: The Fox and the Hound; History of the World: Part I; Endless Love. On telly: Bergerac; Tenko; and my favourite-ever series Brideshead Revisited.

And what of our charts this week in '81? The mighty Adam and the Ants Prince Charming had just been dethroned after four weeks at the top, and also present and correct were The Human League, Toyah, Depeche Mode, The Police, Bad Manners, Godley & Creme and Ottawan - but, holding off the onslaught of the fuckin' Birdie Song [to the mass applause of a grateful nation; it never did hit #1] was this magnificent cover of one of Leslie Gore's campest moments:

Love it - but four decades ago?!


Stars of 1981 Martin Kemp of Spandau Ballet, Neil Buchanan (of children's TV show Art Attack!) and mullet-wearing DJ Pat Sharp are all 60 years old in October 2021, joining a mass of '80s "names" who've already passed that milestone this year - including Alison Moyet, Suggs, Martin Gore of Depeche Mode, Gillian Gilbert of New Order, Roland Gift of Fine Young Cannibals, Duran-Durannie Andy Taylor, Nicholas Lyndhurst, Jay Aston of Bucks Fizz, Lloyd Cole, Keren Woodward of Bananarama [and bandmate Sara's 60 in December], Olympians Fatima Whitbread and Carl Lewis, Heather Locklear, Christopher Atkins, "Curly Watts" in Coronation Street Kevin Kennedy, Harry Enfield, Eddie Murphy, Maxi Priest, Boy George, Curt Smith and Roland Orzabal of Tears for Fears, Woody Harrelson, Catherine Oxenberg, Enya and Michael J. Fox... Terrifying.

Wednesday, 13 October 2021

What's behind the bodice?*

October's a busy time for "awareness" events, it seems. Here in the UK, it's Black History Month; and it's also the awareness month for (among others) Breast Cancer, Lupus, Bullying Prevention, Cholesterol and School Libraries, and it's the Tree Council's "Seed Gathering Season", to boot. Apparently there's also something called "Go Sober for October", but we ignore that one.

Among all of these, there is one that just ended that I missed - National Curry Week!

As if I need any excuses to feature an OTT Bollywood number...

I could just eat a Lamb Dhansak, now.

[* "Choli Ke Peeche Kya Hai" = "What's behind the bodice" in Hindi]

Tuesday, 12 October 2021

I don't know why I don't know why

Heavens. You know you're getting old when you discover...

...that the faboo Goth-before-"Goth"-was-even-a-thing Mr Dave Vanian of seminal punk band The Damned is 65 years old!

I think some thrashing music is in order; their debut single was, after all, the first punk record to hit (the lower echelons of) the UK charts way back in 1976, 45 years ago this month:

Is she really going out with him?

I got a feeling inside of me
It's kind of strange like a stormy sea
I don't know why I don't know why
I guess these things have got to be

I gotta new rose I got it good
Guess I knew that I always would
I can't stop to mess around
I got a brand new rose in town

See the sun see the sun it shines
Don't get too close or it'll burn your eyes
Don't you run away that way
You can come back another day

I got a new rose I got it good
Guess I knew that I always would
I can't stop to mess around
I got a brand new rose in town

I never thought this could happen to me
This is strange why should it be
I don't deserve somebody this great
I'd better go or it'll be too late

I got a feeling inside of me
It's kind of strange like a stormy sea
I don't know why I don't know why
I guess these things have got to be

I got a new rose I got her good
Guess I knew that I always would
I can't stop to mess around
I got a brand new rose in town

Interesting fact about Mr Vanian - he was in fact "The Monmouth Vampire", the mysterious apparition that made the local headlines in Wales back in 1980! As he revealed in an interview in 2018:

He was recording the band’s Black Album at Rockfield Studios in Monmouth when he decided to step out for a breath of fresh air one night and take a stroll to a nearby cemetery.

“There was a full moon and Monmouth in the full moon… you can see everything, It was very bright because there’s no city there; it’s just countryside.

“So I went for a walk to the local graveyard, which was, like, a mile down the road… and I walked around and as I left and started heading back up the lane to the studio, I was caught in a Mini’s headlights as I was coming out of the cemetery, and the car veered off the road almost and then screamed round the bend.

“The local newspapers, the next few days, had a thing, where a woman claimed she had seen the ghost of a vampire coming out of the local cemetery. It became a big deal and I decided to say nothing.”

I'm sure he loved it!

Many happy returns, David Vanian (born David Lett, 12th October 1956)

Monday, 11 October 2021

Summertime? Special?

Here we go again. No sooner was I getting used to the balmy air we've had this weekend - and making plans for bulb-and-wallflower planting for Spring - then, clang! It's Monday again.

By way of a pick-me-up, here's a hilarious dance routine - that I stumbled across while searching for something completely different - which I immediately knew would be perfect for a Tacky Music Monday!

I think my instincts were correct.

Have a good week, dear reader.

Sunday, 10 October 2021

Everyone here is a trophy

This decade began with such high hopes - we were all looking forward to the parties, the glitz and glamour that the new "Roaring Twenties" might bring. Then look what happened...

I had a really busy day yesterday in the (for a change) sunny garden, clearing the clag and detritis that comes with living underneath sodding sycamore trees. Today, it's drizzling. Again. Not much of a party. Sigh.

By way of some consolation, here's the ever-faboo Postmodern Jukebox, with their own tribute to that bygone era:

To be honest, I had never even heard the original - so here it is:

Saturday, 9 October 2021

Feeling hungry..?

...not now you're not!

Friday, 8 October 2021

I've had all I could take, now!

Almost there. Almost...

If ever there were a more appropriate song for this moment in time, I wouldn't know what it might be - Thank Disco It's Friday!!


I have never needed a weekend so much - and I have my gold culottes ready...

I can't take the heartbreak of you leaving me again
And I'm not the one I was back then, no, no, no, no
One thing I can't take is to sit home all alone
Do what you like, my dear, but I'm not staying home

(Night and day) I was patient
But I've had all I could take
(One night the time is right)
Maybe I'll find a friend to spend the weekend
(Goin' out, but the chance ain't wide)
Goin' to find a friend to spend the weekend

Tonight is party-time, it's party-time tonight
Tonight is party-time, it's party-time tonight
Tonight is party-time, it's party-time tonight
Tonight is party-time, it's party-time tonight

Baby, don't see the love 'cause it was never, never
here before
You close your eyes and I'm closing the door
One thing I can't take is to sit home all alone
Do what you like, my dear, but you see I'm not stayin' home

'Cause night and day I was patient, but
I've had all I could take, now!

(Tonight's the night the time is right)
Maybe I'll find a friend to spend the weekend
(Goin' out, but the chance ain't wide)
I'm goin' to find, to find someone, someone to spend
the night, baby

Tonight is party-time, it's party-time tonight
Tonight is party-time, it's party-time tonight
Tonight is party-time, it's party-time tonight
Tonight is party-time, it's party-time tonight

Have a fab one, dear reader!

Thursday, 7 October 2021


Adele has announced that she is releasing a new album of heartbroken songs with which listeners can shed 30 pounds in just 12 weeks.

30, which is expected before Christmas, combines the singer’s defiant ballads of love turned sour with a diet and exercise programme which promises to give all her fans the new svelte Adele look.

She said:
“I’ve been through a divorce, I’ve been through heartbreak, and I’m looking better than ever. And now you can too.

“Songs like Hurts So Much (Can’t Eat A Thing) and 5k Walks In The Rain will have listeners sobbing in empathy while subconsciously imitating me and watching their weight fall off.

“You’ll weep the pounds away and be in a size 10 by January, and that’s the Adele guarantee.”

The cover of the album will show Adele, shot in sepia soft-focus, wiping away a tear while holding out the waistband of a pair of her old trousers to demonstrate how much weight she has lost.

It is expected to battle for chart supremacy with Ed Sheeran’s new self-help album, I Became A Billionaire With Just A Guitar And No Discernable Talent… And You Can Too!

The Daily Mash

Of course.

[The "real" story.]

Wednesday, 6 October 2021

Classical bitchery

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I found this quite fun - who knew how catty all these great composers could be about each other?

  • "He has lovely moments but awful quarters of an hour." - Rossini on Wagner
  • "After Rossini dies, who will there be to promote his music?” - Wagner on Rossini
  • “A composer for one right hand.” - Wagner on Chopin
  • "He composes by splashing his pen over the manuscript and leaving the issue to chance." - Chopin on Berlioz
  • “A regular freak, without a vestige of talent.” - Mendelssohn on Berlioz
  • “A tub of pork and beer.” - Berlioz on Handel
  • “He’d be better off shovelling snow than scribbling on manuscript paper.” - Richard Strauss on Schoenberg
  • "He is no longer of any interest to me, and whatever I may have learned from him, I am thankful to say I misunderstood." - Schoenberg on Strauss
  • "Such an astounding lack of talent has never before been united to such pretentiousness." - Tchaikovsky on Strauss
  • "He can’t compose a single note without someone’s help.” - Tchaikovsky on Borodin
  • ""What a giftless bastard! It annoys me that this self-inflated mediocrity is hailed as a genius." - Tchaikovsky on Brahms
  • “Hygienic, but unexciting.” - Liszt on Brahms
  • “Why is it that whenever I hear a piece of music I don't like, it's always by Villa-Lobos?” - Stravinsky on Villa-Lobos
  • "Bach on the wrong notes." - Prokofiev on Stravinsky
  • “He wrote marvellous operas but dreadful music.” - Shostakovich on Puccini
  • "A man of great talent who lacks the essential quality that makes great masters." - Bizet on Verdi
  • "A very tolerable imitation of a composer.” - Vaughan Williams on Mahler
  • “If he'd been making shell-cases during the war it might have been better for music.” - Ravel on Saint-Saëns

Composers in the collage:

First row - Antonio Vivaldi, Johann Sebastian Bach, Georg Friedrich Händel, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Ludwig van Beethoven;
Second row - Gioachino Rossini, Felix Mendelssohn, Frédéric Chopin, Richard Wagner, Giuseppe Verdi;
Third row - Johann Strauss II, Johannes Brahms, Georges Bizet, Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky, Antonín Dvořák;
Fourth row - Edvard Grieg, Edward Elgar, Sergei Rachmaninoff, George Gershwin, Aram Khachaturian

Tuesday, 5 October 2021

Children behave

My Heavens! The feisty "Mall Rat" and teen idol Tiffany was 50 years old last weekend!

Her most famous (and infectious) hit was, however, not her exclusive "property" - another musical "outsider" (and house fave here at Dolores Delargo Towers) got there a whole decade before her:

...which she also sang in Japanese!

Others have had a go since, inevitably. Here's a solo piano version by a "Postmodern maestro":

The inevitable string quartet version:

...and one of Britain's biggest girl-bands made the song a hit all over again in 2006:

Of course, it is wise to remember that despite all these variations on a theme, the song itself was originally a hit for this set of '60s groovers:

And, finally, the lady herself!

Many happy returns, Tiffany Renee Darwish (born 2nd October 1971)