After a lovely weekend in Dorking for Lou's 60th [more on all that later, no doubt], it's back to the same old shit-show again...
...but there is salvation at hand on this Tacky Music Monday, courtesy of a little something from the archives.
How about Belgium's answer to Anthea Turner murdering a beautiful aria by Mozart - and with a dance remix?!
If this doesn't wake you up, nothing will!
Have a good week, dear reader.
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.
Another day, and another obscure piece of news inspires me - that of the departure for Fabulon of one Lou Deprijck.
Who? I hear you ask...
Mr Deprijck was rather recherché, even by Belgian standards - songwriter, singer, surrealist, collaborator with the avant-garde film director Jan Bucquoy, co-founder of The Underwear Museum [yes! it does exist], occasionally known as Billy Belushi, Charlie Brown Family or J.P. Hawks...
...and the man behind myriad hits, including this:
...and, best of all - this old fave, a classic if ever there was one!
Oh, how we loved it! [Allegedly, it's not M Bertrand singing on it at all, it was actually Mr Deprijck.]
RIP, Francis Jean "Lou" Deprijck (11th January 1946 – 19th September 2023)
It's bizarre. Here we are in November, Bonfire Night's over, and with this grotty weather it hasn't really got light at all this weekend, yet in the extensive gardens here at Dolores Delargo Towers, not only are the "usual suspects" - autumn flowers like salvias and fuchsias - still giving a fabulous show (and they are still covered in bees!), other flowers such as the "Black-Eyed Susan vine" (Thunbergia) have only just started flowering, and the Cobaea scandens [above - click to embiggen] in "the top field" at the end of the garden has gone completely, utterly mad! Too many flowers to count, in a five-foot-by-five-foot curtain hanging from the washing-line! Shame one needs a brolly and galoshes to traverse the jungle and the dead-leaf-slime carpet to actually see them...
Changing the subject completely, a somewhat obscure name appeared in the obituaries yesterday. Miss Nicole Josy has departed for Fabulon (or at least one of its tackier ante-rooms).
Who? I hear you cry.
Well, as one half of the duo who were the Belgian entry for the Eurovision Song Contest back in 1973, she created one of the most - ahem - memorable impressions in the history of that eternal kitsch-fest. As I said when when I featured it for Tacky Music Monday back in January 2017:
It has purple bell-bottoms and matching platform boots. It has backing singers in proto-Golden Girls fright wigs. It's completely incomprehensible. It's Baby, Baby by Nicole & Hugo!
Once seen, it can never be "unseen".
OK, I know it's a Bank Holiday and a long weekend [yay!], but there is still a party atmosphere in the air at the end of any week.
So, of course, we need to get our satinette leggings and knee-boots on to greet our forthcoming (hopefully) sunny long weekend - with a most peculiar Europop number...
...and Thank Disco It's (Good) Friday!
What the fuck was that all about? No idea.
Have a fantabulosa Easter weekend, dear reader!
