Showing posts with label 70s. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 70s. Show all posts

Friday, 24 July 2026

In your satin tights, fighting for our rights


Wheeee!

It's looming. Just one more day to grit one's teeth through, after another busy week...

In celebration of the fact the weekend - and party time!* - is almost here, I think it's time for a dance remix of the ineffably corny theme for that 70s fave Wonder Woman [featuring today's birthday girl Lynda Carter - who is (gulp!) 75 years old!]...

Thank Disco It's Friday!

I spent a lot of wasted time in 1975 spinning around, but never got those satin tights (fighting for our rights).

Have a good weekend, dear reader!

[*I say "party", but we are off to see the Queen Elizabeth II: Her Life in Style exhibition with Mother tomorrow, so that's as good as...]

Thursday, 23 July 2026

Jump up bubble up, what's in store?

Heavens! Sharing the occasion (as he does) with an assortment of "notables" including David Essex, Martin Gore of Depeche Mode, Gloria DeHaven, Daniel Radcliffe, Jo Brand, Raymond Chandler, Woody Harrelson, Michael Wilding, Haile Selassie, Madeline Bell, Michael Foot, architect Richard Rogers, Philip Seymour Hoffman, Slash of Guns'n'Roses, Graham Gooch, Fran Healy of Travis and - erm - Monica Lewinsky...

[and, speaking of sax] ...it's the 80th birthday today of Mr Andy McKay, the saxophonist and oboist whose sublime talents - and natty dressing - contributed to the huge success of "the coolest band on the planet" Roxy Music.

By way of a little tribute - and also just because... Here is the classic song that he co-wrote for the group [surprisingly, it was going to be an instrumental "filler" track until Mr Ferry wrote the words for it] - in my opinion one of the most magnificent choons in their incredible repertoire:

T'ain't no big thing
To wait for the bell to ring
T'ain't no big thing
The toll of the bell

Aggravated, spare for days
I troll downtown the red light place
Jump up bubble up, what's in store?
Love is the drug and I need to score
Showing out, showing out, hit and run
Boy meets girl where the beat goes on
Stitched up tight, can't shake free
Love is the drug, got a hook on me

Oh oh catch that buzz
Love is the drug I'm thinking of
Oh oh can't you see
Love is the drug for me

Late that night I park my car
Stake my place in the singles bar
Face to face, toe to toe
Heart to heart as we hit the floor

Lumber up, limbo down
The locked embrace, the stumble round
I say go, she say yes
Dim the lights, you can guess the rest

Oh oh catch that buzz
Love is the drug I'm thinking of
Oh oh can't you see
Love is the drug, got a hook in me
Oh oh catch that buzz
Love is the drug I'm thinking of
Oh oh can't you see
Love is the drug for me

Utterly brilliant.

Many happy returns, Mr Andrew "Andy" Mackay (born 23rd July 1946)

Thursday, 16 July 2026

Nah, Luton Airport!

You know you're getting old when...

...you discover that "Cockney Sparrow" Lorraine Chase is 75 years old today!

She may have been a quiz show regular, she may have been in the soap Emmerdale - but it is for this she will forever be remembered by us Brits:

[NB She shares her birthday with a raft of fellow celebrants, including Ginger Rogers, Barbara Stanwyck, Angharad Rees, Sir Joshua Reynolds, John Chilton, Desmond Dekker, Roald Amundsen, Big Breakfast alumnus Johnny Vaughan (who is 60), Corin Redgrave, Michael Flatley, Denise LaSalle, Stewart Copeland of The Police, Frank Field, Will Ferrell, Corey Feldman, and "Lady Edith" in Downton Abbey Laura Carmichael (who is 40). Many happy returns, all!]

Saturday, 27 June 2026

"I've been to the year 3000. Not much has changed" *


click to embiggen

Spot what’s hidden in the picture?

This!

Yes - our little Robin, despite searing temperatures and rapidly dying foliage around her [because we don't want to water the wall pot of fuchsia while she's in there] is still carefully hiding behind the twigs and nursing her clutch of eggs, opposite our back door. It won't be long now till the chicks arrive [fingers crossed]!

Meanwhile, as we have just got through the last full day of this heatwave, according to the Met Office - a day that has been mainly overcast and incredibly humid, and exhausting - we need some respite, courtesy of the wondrous folks at Soft Tempo Lounge. I have seen the future, and it involves lots of plastic, lots of very unrealistic special effects, and lots of pouting!

Faboo, as always.

[Music: The Atlanta Disco Band - It's Love; Original film series: Star Maidens (1976)]

[* and the title of this blog? This.]


STOP PRESS. 12.30pm:

Here we go again...

Neither this post from last night, nor my tribute post to Ann Blyth from Friday, have shown up the the Blogger Reading List! The Google gnomes need another kick up the arse.

Friday, 5 June 2026

It's all right all right all right all right

The weekend hoves into view at last!

The weather may be persistently grey, blustery and forecast for more showers - but here's something suitably uplifting to get us in a party mood...

So whip on your best flouncy pink satin jumpsuit, sing along with Gonzalez - and Thank Disco It's Friday!

Have a fab one, dear reader!

Tuesday, 26 May 2026

How do ya like it?


I think this city gent enjoyed it more than he let on...

Hotter than Cairo?!! That's mad...

As happens every time there's a heatwave in the UK, however, my thoughts drift away to that idyllic long, hot summer of '76...

The heatwave hadn't even started yet in May 1976 - we had another month to go before the UK began to bake. The fashions, as I recall, veered towards gypsy skirts and maxi-dresses for women, cheesecloth shirts, corduroys and high-buttoned flared denims for men [before all that was cast off for the rest of the summer in favour of swimming costumes, of course], and everyone had centre-partings and flicks!

In the headlines at the time were "Gentleman" Jim Callaghan, our new Prime Minister, already facing falling Labour Party ratings; his predecessor Harold Wilson's controversial Resignation Honours list ("the Lavender List") was published, with a number of dodgy businessmen given peerages; we were celebrating the inaugural flight of Concorde to New York; former "millionaire's playground" the Lebanon was in flames in a bloody civil war; all eyes were on British tennis champion Sue Barker for Wimbledon; and "Elsie Tanner" (Pat Phoenix) returned to Coronation Street after three years.

And in our charts this week (gulp) half a century ago? Abba's Fernando was at #1, and JJ Barrie, The Wurzels, Sutherland Brothers & Quiver, Wings, Rolling Stones, Robin Sarstedt, Bellamy Brothers and Miss Ross were all present and correct...

...but still hovering around in the Top Ten was this all-time classic Disco number [and it's not even Friday!] - probably the very first [only?] time an actual porn star became an international hit-maker!

It's still a fab song, even 50 years later!

I'm not looking forward to the office today, in this heat - "air-con, what air-con?!"

Saturday, 25 April 2026

It's grey, it's grey since she went away, oh, oh


Our lovely Hippeastrum “Cape Horn” has been outside all winter, and evidently came to no harm

It was another beautiful Spring day today, and the chilly wind of earlier this week had completely dropped - so, obviously I spent most of it in the extensive gardens here at Dolores Delargo Towers. The last of the summer annuals-filled window-boxes and a wall pot are done. I moved-on a few more plants in little pots into bigger ones, then began the task of tackling the moth-eaten overwintered large-leaf salvia collection, which have all exhausted the soil they were in. More tomorrow, no doubt - and then hopefully everything will be ready for the summer "jungle" display. Once we get back from Spain, It will be time to do the "Tetris" task of placing the gazillions of pots into the best location for them to thrive and look their best [of course, everything's covered in a coat of flowers and detritus from the bastard weed trees at the moment; there's not a season when they don't give us grief]...

Meanwhile, sad news - Mademoiselle Evy Lenton, lead singer of the camp-as-tits one-hit-wonders La Belle Époque has donned her last glittery jacket and ascended the dry-ice strewn staircase to Fabulon, at - gulp - the age of 80.

It's obvious what to play in tribute, of course, really, since they only ever had one hit:

Love it!

RIP, Évelyne "Evy" Lenton (born Evelyn Verrecchia, 16th December 1945 - 22nd April 2026)

Friday, 17 April 2026

Now Miss Sophisticated, your nose up in the air

It seems very odd today to be doing a post all about celebrating the end of a week, when in fact I have been on annual leave for most of it, and am only in work for one day today - so this feels more like a Monday!

However, traditions are traditions after all...

...so how about some Earth, Wind and Fire to put some sparkle in our step? That'll do nicely.

Thank Disco It's Friday!

Have a good weekend, all!

Saturday, 28 February 2026

Sweet as candy

Among such luminaries as Bernadette Peters, Stephanie Beacham, Sir Stanley Baker, Vincente Minnelli, Harry H. Corbett, Cindy Wilson, Barry McGuigan, Ainsley Harriott, Robin Cook, Mike Figgis, Brian Jones, Sir Stephen Spender and the very lovely Tommy Tune...

...it would have been the 80th birthday today of the music-missed Syreeta Wright, one-time Mrs Stevie Wonder, and chart-topping duettist with Billy Preston. Of her hits, however, this is my favourite:

Oh, for the days when a flame orange maxi-dress with medieval sleeves was in fashion...

Friday, 27 February 2026

I danced my blues away


Go, Joanie, go!

Almost there...

As a hopefully sunny weekend is looming ever closer, it's to time to plan the party to celebrate.

To get us in a suitable mood, let's kit ourselves out in the most outlandish matching purple suits with contrast piping, twirl along with The Trammps, and Thank Disco It's Friday!

Have a good one, dear reader.

Friday, 20 February 2026

Hey now, baby, what you waiting for?

After what has felt like one of the longest weeks of my life [yes - know I say that every time I go back to work after a holiday!😉], I think we need a bit of a party to celebrate nearing the end of it...

Here's a - ahem - seductive, funky little number, courtesy of the - ahem - super-stud Mr Jimmy Bo Horne that could fit the bill nicely.

[I imagine that in his mind, an overweight singer of a certain age crammed into a ridiculous jumpsuit and sweating buckets is just what will get those under-rehearsed backing dancers to swoon at his feet. That, or the smell of B.O.]

Thank Disco It's Friday!

Have a great weekend, dear reader!

Friday, 19 December 2025

Fever?

It's the last weekend before the Festering Season hits full swing! Despite the fact we had our office meal and drinks last night, I still say "Bah Humbug" to the whole thing.

A weekend is a weekend is a weekend, however - no matter if it is likely to be dominated by amateur drinkers and pissed-off shoppers - so to let's try and ramp up the end-of-the-week party spirit, in the company of Mr Giorgio Moroder (masquerading as Munich Machine), shall we?

Lord only knows what's going on in this video clip, but it's fab, regardless - and Thank Disco It's Friday!

Happy last-minute shopping, folks!

Friday, 7 November 2025

The funk just won't leave us alone

It feels like it's been a long time coming, but relief is almost here...

With the first weekend in ages where we have nothing planned on the horizon, we're nevertheless gearing up for that party mood. You've heard of "double denim" - how about "double lurex"? Let's take some fashion tips from the Brothers Johnson, and Thank Disco It's Friday!

The heat is on
And the funk just won't leave us alone
Ev'rybody take it to the top

We're gonna stomp
All night
In the neighbourhood
Don't it feel all right
Gonna stomp
All night
Wanna party
'Til the morning light

Have a great weekend, dear reader!

Friday, 31 October 2025

This is it!

The weekend looms ever closer...

...and it's time for a celebration! Another notable "birthday girl" this week was the very lovely disco queen Miss Melba Moore, who was 80 on Wednesday.

Facts about Miss Moore:

  • Her mother was a singer, her birth father was a bandleader and her step-father was a jazz pianist, so it was inevitable that music would be her chosen career.
  • She started out as a backing vocalist for the likes of Frank Sinatra and Aretha Franklin.
  • She succeeded Diane Keaton in the lead role in Hair on Broadway in 1969.
  • In her long career, she won a Tony for her role in the musical Purlie, three Grammy nominations for her music, and in 2023 received a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.

Not exactly a "household name" here in the UK, admittedly - she only ever had two Top 20 hits - but this one is the one for which she will be eternally remembered. Thank Disco It's Friday!

Many happy returns, Melba Moore (born Beatrice Melba Smith, 29th October 1945)!


Meanwhile...

Today is Samhain, Calan Gaeaf, Dziady, Allantide, Hop-tu-Naa, The Season of the Witch - it's Hallowe'en!

Even the Pet Shop Boys have got into the spirit...

...however, it is this clip that is my unending tradtion at this time of year, knowing full well that is scares my dear sister witless, every time:

Careful who you bite, dear reader - and a have a fab, spooky weekend!

Sunday, 26 October 2025

Sweet things?

After all the build-up I gave it yesterday, John-John's plans for a sort-of-"spooky"-themed Film Club afternoon/evening (to include Bette Davis in The Anniversary and Witches of Eastwick) were dashed, when we could not get Hils and Crog's DVD player to play any sound through the telly in the function room at the pub. So we ended up watching Carry On Screaming on a free streaming service instead [which went down very well, actually], but, concentration levels diminishing in direct proportion to the quantity of alcohol consumed [we were there from about 1.30pm till closing time!], the rest of the evening was mainly music videos. It was a fun "family gathering", nevertheless!

Today, taking full advantage of the extra hour in bed thanks to the clocks going back, we eventually ventured off to the garden centre to buy Spring bulbs and wallflowers to brighten up the extensive gardens here at Dolores Delargo Towers next year.

Meanwhile, how about some suitable "Sunday Music", courtesy of the geniuses at Soft Tempo Lounge, and some very peculiar fashions indeed?

Groovy!

[Music: Barbara Moore - Sweet thing/Feel fine/Feeling free. Footage: 1971 Fashion Awards - BBC Archive]

Friday, 24 October 2025

Don't wanna dream about you baby

Over the past couple of days, we've been battered by "Storm Benjamin" - rain, gales, the lot. Today, it's clear as a bell out there, and really chilly. Autumn's set in...

Never mind, eh? Weather or no weather, the must-have party "look" this week is cream flared-trouser suits with crazy scalloped contrast-piping collars, shirts open to the clavicle - so get practising those moves and funk along with the wonderful Trammps!

Thank Disco It's Friday!

Gulp. That classic choon is fifty years old this week...

Have a faboo weekend, dear reader!

Friday, 17 October 2025

It's grey, it's grey

Hoorah! A much-needed weekend hoves into view.

I'm off to John-John's tomorrow for a mammoth catch-up/binge-watch of the second series of Wednesday, and I can't wait for that...

...but meanwhile, let's don our gold skintight spandex jeans, grab a sparkly top, and boogie with La Belle Epoque!

Thank Disco It's Friday!

Have a great weekend, peeps!

Wednesday, 15 October 2025

All that's left of the dreams I hold

Timeslip moment again, dear reader...

Our trusty TARDIS (in the capable hands of the newly-regenerated Third Doctor, Jon Pertwee) has materialised in an ancient, far-flung land - that of 1970 - the year the Beatles announced their break-up, of the Apollo 13 near-disaster, Prime Minister Edward Heath, the devastating Peruvian earthquake, Lord Laurence Olivier, Jesus Christ Superstar the album, the Nuclear Non-Proliferation Treaty, The Banana Splits, Bernadette Devlin, UFO, Willy Brandt, the rabies scare, The Female Eunuch, Palestinian plane hijackings, Ska, President Nixon, The Goodies, the Aswan High Dam, Wand'rin' Star, Thor Heyerdahl, The Railway Children, the Isle of Wight Festival, compensation for Thalidomide victims, Mungo Jerry, A Question of Sport, the East Pakistan cyclone disaster, Vietnam, the The Sun's Page Three girls, Bridge Over Troubled Water, Ian Paisley, The Six Wives of Henry VIII, the Kent State massacre in the US, Northern Soul all-nighters, Dana All Kinds of Everything, Commonwealth Games, Tony Jacklin, and the disruption of the Miss World contest by Women's Libbers.

It was also the year that Matt Damon, Naomi Campbell, Queen Latifah, Joseph Fiennes, Simon Pegg, Uma Thurman, Claudia Schiffer, Guyana, Armand Van Helden, NatWest bank, Virgin (Records), Christopher Nolan, Jason Orange, M. Night Shyamalan, Tonga, Neil Hannon, Andre Agassi, the Glastonbury Festival, River Phoenix, the Pascal programming language, Alexander Armstrong, the Range Rover, and the Gay Liberation Front in the UK were all born; and the year Gypsy Rose Lee, E. M. Forster, Charles de Gaulle, President Nasser of Egypt, Bertrand Russell, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Tammi Terrell, "Jack Walker" in Coronation Street and the Half Crown coin all died.

In the headlines this week in October fifty-five years ago? BP struck oil in the North Sea, a Canadian government minister was kidnapped and murdered by Quebec separatists, the last sail-powered Thames barge and the last canal narrowboats to carry commercial cargo were decommissioned, Fiji gained its independence from the UK, the Cambodian civil war was raging, Anwar Sadat came to power in Egypt, and the new Austin Maxi and Ford Cortina were launched. In our cinemas: The Vampire Lovers; Catch-22; Tora! Tora! Tora! On telly: The Pink Panther Show; Play for Today...

...and Vision On, the kids' show aimed at deaf children, hosted by Pat Keysell and Tony Hart [whose centenary it is today].

Meanwhile, in our charts this week in October 1970? "Heavy metal" music had arrived with a vengeance, with both Deep Purple and Black Sabbath in the Top 5, jostling for places with Desmond Dekker and Bobby Bloom; the rest of the Top 10 included the Carpenters, Miss Ross, Tremeloes, Chairmen of the Board and the Poppy Family.

Dominating the lot however - in her 4th of six weeks in the top slot - was the most successful artist signed to Holland-Dozier-Holland's Invictus label [that they set up when they dramatically left Motown a year earlier] - and one who is happily still with us, at the venerable age of 83:

A classic!

Fifty-five years?! Fuck.

Friday, 19 September 2025

So I'd like to know where you got the notion

It's somewhat gratifying for a change, dear reader, to be celebrating a centenary - when that individual is actually alive and kicking!

Pete Murray [for it is he] is undoubtedly the world's oldest living radio disc jockey. His first broadcasting gig was as the first English-language DJ on Radio Luxembourg in 1950. Remarkably, 75 years later, he will be presenting Boom Radio's "Boom Top 5" this morning - on his 100th birthday! Incredible, really - not many people even realised he was still alive...

His forte was, of course, rock'n'roll music [he was there when it first started!] - but this is our weekend celebration, so, by way of a compromise, to get the party started here's the return of an old, old fave - with at least the word "rock" in its title [tenuous, I know...]. Yes, it's the return of those custard-yellow ensembles - and Thank Disco It's Friday!

Have a great weekend, peeps!

Tuesday, 12 August 2025

Why are you hearing it now, you ask?

Lordy. The creepiest man in pop, Ron Mael of Sparks is 80 years old today!

A band that was always miles ahead of the rest (with the exception of Bowie or Roxy Music) in innovation - even way back in 1974, the Mael brothers' music was already beginning to sound like some of the stuff we came to love in the post-Punk era, as in these two classics...

...and in 1979 their collaboration with the maestro Giorgio Moroder produced another two massive hits [in the UK anyhow - they never had major success in their native USA] that carried all the synthesised "hooks" and effects that more than matched the likes of Depeche Mode, Soft Cell and OMD in the inspirational synth-pop era to come in the early 80s...

Ron Mael's lyrics for the latter seem particularly pithy on today of all days:

This is the number one song in heaven
Why are you hearing it now, you ask?
Maybe you're closer to here than you imagine
Maybe you're closer to here than you care to be

It's number one, all over heaven
It's number one, all over heaven
It's number one, all over heaven
The number one song all over heaven

All hail.