Saturday, 21 December 2024

Feel alright


We're unlikely to see him in Benalmadena, more's the pity

It's Midwinter's Day. The Winter Solstice. The darkest of them all.

However, the good news is - from tomorrow the days start getting longer again!

At Dolores Delargo Towers, our thoughts are not on the cold nor the dark, on "festivities" nor present-giving. No! Our annual holiday to Spain is booked for the first week of February, so all our thoughts are on "escape"...

Here's a song that always says "sunshine" to me...


We are young
We run green
Keep our teeth nice and clean
See our friends, see the sights
Feel alright

We wake up, we go out
Smoke a fag, put it out
See our friends, see the sights
Feel alright

Are we like you?
I can't be sure
Of the scene as she turns
We are strange in our worlds

But we are young, we get by
Can't go mad, ain't got time
Sleep around if we like
But we're alright

Got some cash
Bought some wheels
Took it out
'Cross the fields
Lost control, hit a wall
But we're alright

Are we like you?
I can't be sure
Of the scene, as she turns
We are strange in our worlds

But we are young
We run green
Keep our teeth nice and clean
See our friends, see the sights
Feel alright

That song is twenty-nine years old. Gulp.

Friday, 20 December 2024

Do you Wanna?

Another busy and stressful week is almost over - but we have a proper party to look forward to this evening - Our Sal's birthday bash!

Time, methinks, to grab a sparkly kaftan and a scarf, and to boogie on down with Sylvester...

Thank Disco it's Friday!

Hope you have a fantabulosa weekend, dear reader.

Thursday, 19 December 2024

Dick? That's an interesting name

It was - remarkably - the 99th birthday last weekend of one of the entertainment world's last great "all-rounders", Mr Dick Van Dyke!

By way of a tribute, I thought I'd treat us to a couple of his classic movie moments:

Proving, however, that you can't keep an old trouper down, despite his venerable age - just released earlier this month is this rather emotional (and unlikely!) collaboration between Dick...

...and Coldplay!

The video is lovely. The song? Hmmmm. It's OK, but on the whole, I prefer this!

Happy belated birthday, Richard Wayne "Dick" Van Dyke (born 13th December 1925)!

Wednesday, 18 December 2024

Nowhere near good enough to be an annual event

Christmas songs, all snowfall and merriment, are as realistic as a snowy village where children carol and adults carry armfuls of gaily-wrapped boxes. This is what it’s really like:

Catching a Replacement Bus Service Home for Christmas
The honest truth about festive travel is you’re dependent on the reliability and efficiency of the British transport infrastructure, which is fucked but makes up for it by being expensive. Of course your train has been cancelled, what did you expect? The resulting eight-hour bus journey will break you. Take a look at the passenger next to you. They’re just the same.

Simply Having A Traumatic Christmastime
"The mood is foul, our spirit’s low." When he vomited out his ditty, McCartney glossed over the logistics of arranging a Christmas which society tells you has to be perfect in every way. Emotionally difficult and wrought with financial anxiety, December would be a lot less stressful if you didn’t have to listen to him playing with the new synth he got from Linda.

It Began to Look a Lot Like Christmas About Four Months Ago
The Celebrations were piled high in late August. By the time the first door of the advent calendar was opened, it had been Christmas for months. Mince pies with best before dates in November had been bought, eaten, regretted, bought again. And you resented every lightly spiced mouthful.

I Wish it Could Be Christmas Once Every Three to Four Years
The trouble with the festive season is that, once you’re past 35, it’s always bloody Christmas. A longer break would make it easier to embrace the festive spirit. If it were like the Olympics it would work: gymnastics and archery, like Love Actually, are great fun every four years but nowhere near good enough to be an annual event.

All I Want for Christmas is Loads of Cool Expensive Stuff
Despite the rhetoric about it being family that matters, Christmas is about consumerism. A new iPad or diamond ring rekindles love more effectively than holding hands in snow. If anyone dared say to their partner ‘all you should want is me, so that’s all you’ve got’ they would swiftly find their gift to be baldly insufficient.

Flying in the Air
Enchanted snowmen don’t exist. Snow barely does. Budget flights to Prague, however, are very real and get you the fuck out of UK. Though the likelihood is that you’ll be Flying in the Air After Thirty-Six Hours in the South Terminal Getting Shitfaced in Wetherspoons and Passing Out in a Departure Lounge. The puddle on the floor will not be melted snow.

The Daily Mash

Of course.

Bah Humbug.

Tuesday, 17 December 2024

Thought for the Day

I'm with Myrna Loy.

Bah Humbug.

Monday, 16 December 2024

This odd diversity of misery and joy

Grrrr. Monday. It's grim.

There are some things that are certain to cheer one up at the start of a week, however!

One of them is our beloved Sir Noël Coward, The Master, whose 125th birthday it is today!

The other is the assembled talents of a bevy of drag queens. From Belgium.

Put 'em together on a Tacky Music Monday, and what do you get? This old fave!

Have a good week, dear reader.

Sunday, 15 December 2024

Of Chocolate, Dame Edna and Birdsong


The gayest Xmas Robin in the world? [Australian Pink Robin (Petroica rodinogaster)]

It's another snippets post, dear reader:

  • Chocolate news: If it's not bad enough that one of Britain's favourite historic brands, chocolate manufacturer Cadbury, was taken over by Americans (the conglomerate Mondelez) in 2010 - now there are proposals in the air that Mondelez wants to take over the US brand Hershey's as well. They really shouldn't bother; their "chocolate" is vile, and tastes of sugary earwax. A Yank friend bought us a tin of Hershey's Kisses, and we thought they were so disgusting we threw the lot out and kept the tin!
  • Sickest theme park ever? Thanks to a social media video that went viral [geddit?], the world gawped in amazement at the fact that Vietnam has a theme park dedicated to COVID-19!

  • Hello, Possums! news: A sale of about 250 items from the personal collection of Barry Humphries will take place at Christie’s in London on 13th February 2025. The auction will include the diamante-encrusted Sydney Opera House spectacles [above] worn by Dame Edna Everage, which are estimated to sell for up to £1,500. We might place a bid!
  • It it art? news: A city in Oregon, USA has issued a plea to whoever has been sticking "googly eyes" on its public artworks to stop. I think they look much better, to be honest.
  • And finally: Many happy returns to Don Johnson who, scarily, is 75 years old today, and also to the lovely former Supreme Cindy Birdsong, who's 85! Here she is, sparkling away on not one, but two of the group's "post-Diana" hits:

And the weather? Mild again for the time of year - but too cloudy to see any Geminid meteors!

Saturday, 14 December 2024

She dreams of salad, and bad wigs...

...and goes around stroking her kitchen.

If I had dreams of horrible decor like this, I'd seriously question whether my drink had been spiked!

It's another glorious creation from the world of Soft Tempo Lounge:

Wow.

[Music: Henry Mancini - Dreamy (from The Return Of The Pink Panther); original film: Out of this World (1964)]

Friday, 13 December 2024

For thirty days you're on your back

It's the end of another stressful week in work - but at least I have an office Xmas booze-fest to look forward to tonight! [For a change (hopefully) one that doesn't involve having to smile unconvincingly at bosses in festive jumpers, and involves people who know how to have a laugh...]

In the meantime, let's be daring, sling on a skin-tight powder blue outfit, and practice our spinning - in the company of the arch-funksters Tavares with their incredible performing trousers...

...and Thank Disco It's Friday [the Thirteenth - oo-er!]!

What's an hour of the day?
We throw at least one away
And walk the streets for half the year
Tryin' to find a new career

If you get a flu attack
For thirty days you're on your back
Doing not a single dance
Baby, give me half a chance

It only takes a minute, girl
To fall in love, to fall in love
It only takes a minute, girl
To fall in love, fall in love

How philosophical.

Have a good one!

Thursday, 12 December 2024

It takes two

"It's just a tango. It is like sex, except with clothes on."

Since 1977, the National Day of Tango on 11th December has been a national holiday in Argentina, and started out partly as a birthday celebration for the "King of Tango" Carlos Gardel. It is also celebrated in all corners of the world.

And we missed it! Let's have a belated celebration, shall we?

Fantabulosa!

Wednesday, 11 December 2024

Avoid sweating men and produce-fondlers

A woman who nipped into Tesco to pick up a few bits has returned home with eight different contagious illnesses, she has confirmed. 

Nikki Hollis, who needed milk, pancakes and a mint Aero, was infected with multiple variants of the common cold, the flu, Covid, and what she fears may be norovirus from the horde of disease-ridden celebrants cluttering the aisles.

She said: “Well, that’s me fucked for the next month. And everyone I work with and everyone on the Christmas do tomorrow night, because I’m not missing it.

“I knew I’d get something, obviously, because Britain is a petri-dish of plague. But I thought I’d get three colds maximum. An infection rate of four per minute seems excessive.

“But after I’d passed the old woman coughing, the toddler sneezing, the gaggle of sweating men and the produce-fondlers, I’d picked up a bonanza of bacteria, viruses and everything in-between.

“I expect they’ll be good enough to strike me serially, rather than all at once. A week of scratchy throats and aching muscles, then a week of chills and headaches, then the vomiting will begin. And that’s how I’ll see in the new year.”

She added: “I’ve planned three nights out and a day at the Christmas market for the next week. Well, it’s better to give than receive.”

The Daily Mash

Of course.

You. Were. Warned!

Monday, 9 December 2024

Brilla, brilla, pequeña estrella

Oh, how we love Mondays. At least the storms seem to be over for the moment, just in time to go back to the office.

To cheer ourselves up, it is to the prodigious Edmundo Ros (whose 114th birthday it would have been last week) we turn on this Tacky Music Monday to provide us with a bit of a wake-up call...

Here he is with frequent collaborator Caterina Valente [RIP] - and a bevy of brilliantly-chosen dance clips from a variety of films and shows [courtesy of Bissenses Swedish Retro Vintage Music and Film Art Production, indeed]:


Now that's what I call a pick-me-up!

Have a good week, dear reader.

Sunday, 8 December 2024

Of sackings, shoes, Tallulah and Darragh

It's another snippets post, dear reader...

  • Dance with the Devil news: Poor Prince William had to put on his best statesmanly grimace for a meeting with President-elect Trump in Paris to discuss "the special relationship" between the UK and the US.

  • Auntie Beeb does it again news: In another in a long line of "let's really piss our loyal audience off" moves [see also Paul O'Grady and Clare Teal], one of our favourite broadcasters, host of Radio 3's In Tune for 27 years Sean Rafferty has been unceremoneously replaced axed! We are so pissed off. Again.

    Mind you, the "send-off" on his last show on Friday was a remarkably emotional show of support - as the "great and the good" of the classical world and beyond turned up to play and sing music, and make toasts all dedicated to him, including Ailish Tynan, Marcus Farnsworth, Nicky Spence, Barokksolistene, Anna Tilbrook, Dame Sarah Connolly, Angela Hewitt, Elena Urioste, Tom Poster, Guy Johnston, fellow Radio 3 presenter Tom Service, and none other than Dame Joanna Lumley!

  • It'll still be dry as fuck news: Xmas turkeys are on sale in Holland Park in London [Eddie and Patsy's neighbourhood], ranging from £81.13 for a 6lb bird to a whopping £363.38 for a 28-pounder! I think we'll stick to pork. Or duck. Or anything that tastes nicer than turkey.
  • Pity she's a whore news: Remarkably, an archaic police power - the issue of a "prostitute's caution", that, unlike any other similar sanction, remains on record for life - is still being exercised in the UK today! No wonder the girls are angry about it.
  • There's expensive shoes, and then there's bloody expensive shoes: Those ruby slippers worn by Judy Garland that went to auction with a pre-sale estimate of £4 million? Ah, yes. They sold for $28 million (£22m)!! There's some rich queens out there...

  • And finally: RIP, Broadway trouper Miss Helen Gallagher, at the ripe old age of 98. She wasn't exactly a "household name", but I discovered this marvellous little video of her performing as Tallulah Bankhead which suggests she would indeed have been "our kind of girl"...

And the weather? Another cunty "named storm" - Storm Darragh - has battered the crap out of Wales and the West of England, and even here in London the gales are fierce!


STOP PRESS:

Sorry, Krampus!

...we missed your "Nacht"!

Saturday, 7 December 2024

You are judged...

...by Iris Apfel!

Wise words, indeed.

Friday, 6 December 2024

Fresh and lovely

Yayyy! It's almost the weekend!

Let's take a mini-timeslip, dear reader, back 40 years to December 1984. In the headlines: heavy snow causing disruption up and down the country, the Bhopal disaster, the future of Hong Kong signed away in the Sino-British Joint Declaration, the privatisation of British Telecom, and of course Band Aid's Do They Know It's Christmas?. In our cinemas: Gremlins, Ghostbusters, Dune. On telly: Dallas, The Box of Delights and the last ever series of Crackerjack!

I had only just come out, and I remember the charts of the time like it was yesterday. Frankie Goes to Hollywood's third mega-hit The Power of Love was at #1, and in its wake were Jim Diamond, Nik Kershaw, Eurythmics, Our Glorious Leader Madonna, Limahl, Paul McCartney, Chaka Khan, Shakin'-bloody-Stevens, and (erm) Alvin Stardust.

Among the meld, however, were those ever-reliable purveyors of party choons Kool & The Gang with this catchy number - Thank Disco It's Friday!

[Could the video be more 80s if it tried?!]

Have a great weekend, folks!

Thursday, 5 December 2024

Preposterous, vainglorious idiots

France has announced it has failed as a democratic republic and is to return to good old-fashioned monarchical rule.

Following the deposing of prime minister Michel Barnier after just three months, the country has decided to face facts, cut its losses and go back to the golden years of divine sun kings.

Jacques Brun of Brive-la-Gaillarde, washing down a handful of snails with a glass of Beaujolais, said: “Eh, why not? Trump is in, we can see which way le vent souffler.

“It would seem the world returns to preposterous, vainglorious idiots seated upon thrones of gold and attended to by giggling sycophants in wigs, and we did it first and did it best. Time to get a Louis in.

“Unfortunately we rather extinguished the royal line with our typical zeal a couple of hundred years ago, but we’re French, we’ll pick somebody who looks sexy in a crown. I rather fancy Léa Seydoux myself.

“Then we’ll plunge ourselves back into full decadence whether sexual, artistic and gastronomic. It will be a century of rococo excess and powdered, aristocratic deviancy. The whole of Disneyland Paris will not be enough to contain their orgies.

“The rest of the country? We can get fucked, we had our chance. It’s back to peasantry, cholera and an average life expectancy of 35.”

The Daily Mash

Of course.

[The "real" story.]

Wednesday, 4 December 2024

Totty of the Day

It would have been the birthday today of the very lovely Horst Buchholz.

He was nicknamed "the German James Dean", but to be honest, most people would only really know him for his role in The Magnificent Seven.

And his magnificent bulge.

Tuesday, 3 December 2024

Keep on cruisin', let's have the music!

You know you're getting (very) old when you discover that...

...70s pop idol, 80s cosy sitcom fave, and theatrical treasure Mr Paul Nicholas is 80 today!

Here are just two of the massive chart hits that made him a household name in the UK:

Oh dear. I remember it all too well...

Many happy returns, Paul Nicholas (born Paul Oscar Beuselinck, 3rd December 1944)!

Monday, 2 December 2024

These tears you see, baby, are not for me

Fuck! The alarm's gone off again!

As we drag ourselves, kicking and screaming, towards the coffee machine, the laptop, the shower and the office - on this Tacky Music Monday we have a song [a Northern Soul classic, no less] with an apposite title to provide our soundtrack.

Laydeez'n'Genelmen, please put your hands together for...

...Miss Joanie Sommers [who is still with us, aged 83] and her "safety gays"..!!

Have a good week, dear reader.

Sunday, 1 December 2024

Have you heard..?


Gossip! [Street scene, Dundee, 1959 - Photo by Michael Peto]

I've often posted for your delectation, dear reader, a selection of "newer" tracks that have caught my ear. For a change today I thought I'd bring you a few older choons that I loved when they first came out - but have never featured here - that suddenly emerged from the mists of time over the past few months, on the radio or for some other reason...

This one, for example, popped up on the piped music system in Marks & Spencer (of all places)! It was one of those earworms that I and the team at my previous job used to sing along to as we were about to knock off for the day and head home (or, more likely, to the pub):

No idea where this one was played recently, but it's a classic. As I recall, we first heard it - and loved it - on one of our trips to Spain (probably 2006 when it was first released):

One that has been featured more than once by Rylan on BBC Radio 2 lately, it always sums up warm, sultry summer evenings - so it's perfect for the gloom of the first day of December, methinks!

Another one we have to thank Radio 2 for - this time the lovely Liza Tarbuck, methinks, as her playlist is the most eclectic under the sun. By sheer coincidence, Mr DeVice featured it in the finale of this year's Garden Photos Event, but here's the (very weird) video:

And finally, another "Tarbuck special", and one I utterly adore!

I had such a crush on Julian Cope! [Not so much now.]

As ever, folks - let me know your thoughts...

Saturday, 30 November 2024

Gnus to Gnomes


RIP, Barbara Taylor Bradford, glamorous to the end.

It's a "snippets post" again today, dear reader...

And the weather? Finally quite mild after the wintry storms of late.

Speaking of gnomes:

Friday, 29 November 2024

Shut up


Penitentiary missing the letter "s"..?

Hoorah! The weekend is in view - and with it, the prospect of getting ourselves into a party mood!

What better way to start the countdown than this faboo number that, until I heard it on the radio recently, I hadn't thought about in years..?

Beware, dear reader, this can quite easily become an "earworm" - you might well find yourself singing it in the queue at Tesco!

Thank Disco Sebastian It's Friday!!

Have a great weekend, peeps!

Thursday, 28 November 2024

Making a fuss about shit like this

PETA have claimed a pub called ‘The Sly Old Fox’ is offensive to foxes. Which is a great way to stop people taking you seriously and presumably means these names are unacceptable too…

Ye Olde Fighting Cocks, St. Albans
Not only does this promote the cruel practice of cock fighting, it suggests that the cocks are old, which is ageist and therefore discriminatory. Have they considered that older cocks might be good at fighting, due to their wisdom and experience? Or that old cocks can be just as beautiful as young ones? It worked with human models on that Dove soap advert, so there’s no reason there can’t be sexy older chickens.

The Dirty Duck, Stratford-Upon-Avon
Ducks are incredibly clean creatures because they spend the majority of their time in water, so suggesting they are dirty is incredibly offensive. No, at PETA we are not interested in the fact that this pub name is actually a humorous play on the original name ‘The Black Swan’. We have no time for comedy, just earnest weirdness that turns people right off us.

The Jolly Gardeners, Putney
Extremely patronising about a vital working-class occupation. Just because they’re gardeners, it doesn’t mean they’re jolly. In fact they’re probably miserable because they work for a rich landowner who has appropriated their land through enclosure and now they earn a pittance. What do you mean, it’s just a silly pub name? How dare you minimise the struggle of the proletariat?

John the Unicorn, Peckham
Firstly, unicorns don’t exist, so someone is being cruel to a horse by sticking a twirly horn on it. And secondly, anthropomorphising animals by giving them humans names is barbaric. Especially a boring name like John. At PETA we prefer upper-class names like Orlando. Change it to ‘Orlando the Horse Wearing Fancy Dress Against His Will’, and we’ll forgive you.

The Lad in the Lane, Erdington
Why is there a lad in the lane? Where are his parents? Why are you all getting drunk when a child safeguarding issue is taking place in front of you? There has probably been a dangerous TikTok trend featuring lads in lanes. Social media should be banned, and any parents who give their children a smartphone reported to the police. Are we taking this ridiculously seriously when there are more important things going on in the world? Honestly, how dare you?

The Three-Legged Mare, York
Is it really necessary to point out that this particular mare only has three legs? It seems a bit ableist, and no doubt the mare has other distinguishing features beyond only having three legs. For example, perhaps she is good at sudoku or has a particularly lustrous mane. Look, you can keep saying we’re undermining our cause by making a fuss about shit like this, but we won’t listen.

The Daily Mash

Of course.

Wednesday, 27 November 2024

Twenty-five glorious years... Ha-ha!

Congratulations to Our Sal, whose landmark anniversary of 25 years at the helm of The Shaston Arms, just off Carnaby Street in the West End saw her pub renamed "The Lady Shaston" in her honour!

I, Madam Arcati and "Our Gang" were there in force for the celebrations tonight (of course), as we were at the very beginning...

Simply faboo!


STOP PRESS:

Just in...

Tuesday, 26 November 2024

Thoughts for the Day

I used to tell students... the difference between poetry and you is you look in the mirror and say, “I am getting old,” but Shakespeare looks in the mirror and says, “Devouring Time, blunt thou thy lion’s paws.”
- Jim Harrison

Monday, 25 November 2024

Help?


Yup. Back to the commute...

The weekend was a bit of a non-event - which was not unwelcome, given the rather hectic "social calendar" of late - thanks to the arse end of Storm Bert [basically gusty winds and showers that rather prevented any gardening; or anything, really]. Now we're back in "Groundhog Day" again.

Hey ho. How about a celebration?

That titan of power-pop, the late, dearly-departed Miss Tina Turner would have been 85 years old tomorrow! She always seemed to enjoy her collaborations with fellow entertainment goddess Cher - but, on this Tacky Music Monday, who invited the producer's Auntie to the dressing-up box??

Have a good week, dear reader.

Sunday, 24 November 2024

Oh, shit

...the Festering Season TV schedules are starting to be announced...

Ha!

Saturday, 23 November 2024

P'raps you've heard of me: Bert

The UK is being hit by a storm called Bert that takes five sugars in its tea, smokes indoors and wears a flat cap without a hint of irony.

Storm Bert will arrive in working-class areas of Scotland and the North tomorrow, making a terrible mess and tracking crap all over your carpet, but will do so with such no-nonsense bluntness that you will be powerless to say anything.

Eleanor Shaw of Lancaster said: “Oh dear, not Bert. I fear he’s going to be rather plain-speakingly destructive.

“We may be in the North but we own a £535,000 detached home in its own grounds, so we rather got on with Storm Fergus last year. And we actually invited Storm Henk to come back in summer.

“But Bert sounds like he’ll do terrible damage to our Edwardian frontage and I’ll just have to laugh it off because I don’t want to seem a snob. ‘Oh Bert, you’re a force of nature!’ I’ll guffaw while inwardly seething.”

Meteorologist Dr Helen Archer said: “I’m afraid I can confirm that Bert will be a gruff storm with no time for niceties who will not even notice that he has flattened your imported fuchsias and blown the French windows right through.

“However after Bert it’s Conall. Irish gentleman, lovely lilt to the voice you’ll hear on the wind, reminds you of 'Normal People'. Wear your nice maxi-dress.”

The Daily Mash

Of course.

And we know a song about 'im, don't we, kiddy-winkies..?

[The "real" story]

Friday, 22 November 2024

I can't wait

TFFT! We've almost got through another week...

Frosty and miserable it may well be - but this is still an excuse for a party!

Who better to start it than Michael Gray and his asembled "office trollops"?! Thank Disco It's Friday!

Can that song really be twenty years old?

Have a great weekend, dear reader! Keep warm...

Thursday, 21 November 2024

Hamsters, croquettes, slippers, drugs and no regrets

Another snippets post today, dear reader:

And the weather? Cold enough to freeze the balls off a brass monkey!

Wednesday, 20 November 2024

From Chesney's bum to a Cummerbund

The weather's turned very wintry, indeed. We had slushy snow yesterday morning, there was a frost overnight (-1C/29F), and we're not expecting any temperatures in double-figures (C) for a few days. Yuk.

To cheer ourselves up a bit, how about a little selection of some of the "newer" choons that have caught my ear of late?

How about we start with quite a surprise - the return of 1990s "one-hit wonder" Chesney Hawkes... with a decent song and a rather faboo "Saltburn-spoofing" video (with several flashes of his arse) to boot!

House favourites here at Dolores Delargo Towers Duran Duran are still going strong - even with a cover of an old ELO song, they still hit the spot!

[And at 6pm GMT, you can click here for the official premiere of the band on stage at Madison Square Gardens in New York performing this very song]

Now for something completely different - Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart as you have probably never heard him before...

Speaking of updated versions of old classics, this:

Something that pricked my ears up, when I heard it on the radio the other day, turned out not to be new at all (in fact one commenter remarked it was "2019's best 80s song"), but it's new to me, so that's all that matters!

Another "hangover" from Hallowe'en - how about Alice Cooper vs Bruno Mars... vs Gene Wilder and his monster?! Genius:

[RIP, Teri Garr]

Leaving the best to last (as is my wont), Dame Sophie does it again [with a superb video, a "sequel" to her huge 2001 (and again in 2024 thanks to the aforementioned Saltburn) hit Murder On The Dancefloor, complete with the same judging panel, and again filmed in the camp-as-tits Rivoli Ballroom]!

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

Tuesday, 19 November 2024

When I know more of tactics than a novice in a nunnery

It's been a hell of a year for great shows - and Saturday's trip to see the latest in a series of Sacha Regan's all-male Gilbert & Sullivan operettas at Wilton's Music Hall, The Pirates of Penzance (or, The Slave of Duty) was an absolute triumph!

My sister and I had, of course, planned it as a treat for our Mother's 89th birthday and - thankfully - she loved it.

What's not to love, really, when the innate campery of this G&S proto-pantomime is enhanced by the fact that all parts - be they "butch" pirates [led by the very lovely Tom Newland as "Pirate King"], comedic policemen or pretty maidens - are portrayed completely in character by a troupe of cute young men? This is not drag; the audience is invited to suspend disbelief and - with some near-perfect operatic voices on show, not least the falsetto/soprano of Luke Garner-Greene as "Mabel" - it all-but succeeds.

The story? Typically improbable - the ENO handily sums it up thus:

...so let’s get this straight: there are pirates, who take pity on orphans, and are really peers of the realm. There’s a 21-year-old called Frederic, who has sworn to put the pirates behind bars, and is really only 5. And there are policemen, whose lot is not a happy one, and are really, really hopeless at foiling felons... Got that?

Confused? You will be. Basically, everyone's pretty inept, and it is around such characters all good farcical comedy revolves!

The Nurse "Ruth" [played with aplomb by Robert Wilkes], being a bit deaf, mistook "apprenticeship as a pilot" with "pirate", and that's how the poor lad got there in the first place:

Frederic [played by chisel-jawed Cameron McAllister] is a bit of a wuss, and after finding out that not all women look like Ruth, goes and falls for the first girl he sees (or rather she, alone among her sisters, allows him to woo her):

The Major-General [the girls' father, played to perfection by David McKechnie] is good at everything... except his job as head of an army:

[Lyrics here if you want to sing along]

...and as for the policemen [who, led by Lewis Kennedy, at Wilton's all had false moustaches on sticks and the most comical choreography], well, the Pirate King had them quaking in their boots!

Farce and campness abounds! Frederic's belief that he owed no further duty to the pirates - and would therefore become their foe - comes unstuck when Nurse reveals that he was born in a leap year on 29 February, therefore his 21st birthday (at which his indenture to them would end) is not technically due until 1940.

The Major-General's pretence at being an orphan, and therefore not a target for the pirates, comes unstuck - and they mount a raid (much to the dismay of the policemen) on his house and his daughters. Suddenly, at the point of a sword, the Major-General swears an oath to Queen Victoria, the pirates all bow to their knee, and their real-life noble birth is revealed. They all go off to Westminster, the daughters as brides, Frederic is free to wed Mabel, and they all live happily every after.

Whew.

Brilliant comedy, brilliant players, superb choreography - it was a tremendous production all round! We agreed, this was one of those shows we'd cheerfully go and see again.

Unfortunately Pirates of Penzance is only at Wilton's Music Hall until Sunday 23rd November 2024, before it's off continuing its tour of the country. Catch it if you can!

[All photos: Mark Senior]

Monday, 18 November 2024

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Monday mood? Bette Davis. With a gun.

Sigh. Here we go again. Back to the office, too soon, too soon...

Never mind all that! Let's take a little timeslip back half-a-century to 1974, the year in which Queen, Abba, Cockney Rebel, Barry White, The Three Degrees and Leo Sayer first made it big in our charts, Glam Rock hit its peak, Bay City Rollers-mania went completely OTT, Soul music began its earliest transition to Disco - and a cosy stop-motion children's animation series based upon Elisabeth Beresford's books gave birth...

...to this! How very apt for a Tacky Music Monday:

Gulp.

[Bizarrely, the band was revived for an appearance at the Glastonbury Festival in 2011!]

Have a good week, dear reader.