Showing posts with label Big Band. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Big Band. Show all posts

Saturday, 30 May 2026

Everybody start to swing


Hemerocallis "Fragrant Returns", lapping up the sunshine! [click to embiggen] At least that's what it's supposed to be - but it's more "buttercup" than "lemon" yellow, and if it is scented, I can't smell it!

The glorious heatwave that has held sway over the UK all week is having its last shout today (29C/84.2F) - from tomorrow, we're forecast to get back to near-normal temps with some showers by mid-week.

While the temperatures are still "up there", how about something totally cool, courtesy of Fred, Ginger and today's "birthday boy" Benny Goodman?!

Perfection.

Tuesday, 17 March 2026

A marvellous party - S'Wonderful!

What a lovely weekend we had in "The Home of the Cock", Dorking, to celebrate the entry into dotage of our old, old, old friend Lou!

Madam Arcati and I had eschewed the preferred choice of a Travelodge, where a few of the gang stayed, in favour of the rather lovely White Horse Inn slap bang in the centre of the old town [as had John-John] - and we were very glad we did, as the room was lovely and quiet, the bed was the most comfortable we'd ever slept on, the shower was brilliant (as were the towels) and, had we only managed to get the mysteriously gadgety coffee machine to work in the morning, it would rate as the most enjoyable hotel stay we've had in years.

By the nature of its location, it also became the de facto watering-hole for the "gathering of the clans". As we did, before trolling off to the birthday girl's party venue down the road.

She certainly seems to know everyone in town, as the place was packed! Just as well, as someone needed to eat the completely OTT cheese buffet:

A good time was had by all. We were there to the bitter end, by which time we'd drunk the bar dry!

However, the fun didn't end there...


...for on Sunday, after having been unceremoniously roused from my slumber in order to yomp up a hill and join the remains of the gang [several had already headed home] for breakfast [all I really wanted was a gallon of coffee, tbh, but I managed to eat a few solids], and after a few "hairs of the dog" back in the White Horse, we had a matinee to go to at the faboo Dorking Halls - for 100 Years of Big Bands with the LP Swing Orchestra!

“Swing, sophistication and sass. The ultimate orchestra with an unrivalled sound.” - Dame Joan Collins

In its thirty-five year history, the 17-piece Len Phillips Big Band has played numerous prestigious venues, large (The Royal Albert Hall, The Ritz) and small (they have a long-standing residency with Warner Hotels), and collaborated with numerous famous names including the Puppini Sisters, Clare Teal, Joe Stilgoe, Gary Wilmot, Len Goodman, Paul Jones and Mica Paris. In 2021, the band rebranded and updated to become the LP Swing Orchestra.

Joining them, and their multi-talented MC, conductor, cornetist and occasional vocalist Georgina Jackson were two very splendid vocalists...

Matt Ford, famous for his appearances on BBC Radio 3's Friday Night is Music Night, and his work with the Syd Lawrence Orchestra, the John Wilson Orchestra (including at The Proms), amongst many other achievements, is certainly a most versatile swing vocalist, taking on the styles and mannerisms of everyone from Cab Calloway to Sinatra to Sammy Davis Junior to Michael Buble with aplomb. He was fab!

However, it was Nicola Emmanuelle with her crystal clear voice who really stole the show! A stalwart of jazz and swing ensembles including the LSPO, she famously starred as Ella Fitzgerald in The Rat Pack in the West End - and indeed, when she sang, it was as if a young Ella was actually there in person on stage in Dorking!

As it "said on the tin", we were treated to a cornucopia of Big Band swing numbers; everything from the early days of the Paul Whiteman Orchestra, Louis Armstrong and the aforementioned Cab Calloway, through the golden age of Harry James, Duke Ellington, Stan Kenton, Gene Krupa, Benny Goodman and Glenn Miller, to the post-war era of The Rat Pack, Count Basie, Peggy Lee and Ella's "Great American Songbooks", and the "leaner years" - up against the rise of Rock'n'Roll and Pop music - with Henry Mancini and Maynard Ferguson, all the way to the more modern revivalists like Michael Bublé and Harry Connick Jr.

Utterly brilliant! Understandably, after lunchtime libations, we were up and dancing in the aisles...

...but meeting the adorable Miss Emmanuelle after the show was the icing on the cake:

The perfect way to end a great weekend!

Thursday, 29 February 2024

Look before you...



[Yes! He's back again...]

It's a leap year, dear reader!

Once again, our thoughts go out to those poor unfortunates whose real birthday only ever comes around every four years, including the late, great Joss Ackland, burlesque legend Tempest Storm, banned rapper Ja Rule, British Royal James Ogilvy, Gioachino Rossini, Dinah Shore, and...

...born 120 years ago today, Mr Jimmy Dorsey:

Ah, that's better...

Tuesday, 23 January 2024

Dropping like flies, part 2...


A young Laurie Johnson and Petula Clark, 1955 by Harry Hammond

Laurie's music touched the lives of millions around the world. Throughout his illustrious career, he composed numerous iconic scores, themes and soundtracks that graced our lives across film, TV, theatre and radio. [His family's statement to the BBC yesterday].

Indeed he did. Among the many, many all-too-familiar theme tunes for which we have to thank the man are these:

And finally, a little something I stumbled across courtesy of the Craig Charles Funk and Soul Show on BBC Radio 6 Music, that seems most appropriate to feature here:

[NB "AC Soul Symphony" is the latest nom-de-plume of the artist formerly known as Joey Negro, DJ Dave Lee]

So many childhood memories. Sigh.

RIP, Laurie Johnson (7th February 1927 – 16th January 2024).

Sunday, 25 September 2022

A trip to the moon on gossamer wings


After months of sulking, our Spanish Flag vine (Ipomoea lobata) has finally decided to put on a show!

Once again, it's been a slow start to Sunday. I didn't arise till 2pm today, having spent the whole of yesterday at John-John's, for another "Marvel-geek-fest-binge-watch" - we watched the whole series of Moon Knight [sometimes scary, sometimes emotional, and completely stunning!] and all six episodes of She-Hulk: Attorney at Law to date [the series isn't finished yet; it's very quirky and takes a completely opposite tone to Moon Knight, with some quite funny moments].

How about a little double-bill of "Sunday Music", courtesy of a newly-discovered Czech diva?

This new discovery came, surprisingly, courtesy of the BBC's classical music station Radio 3, so it's obvious that there is more to the lady's talents than performing Dance Band numbers - she is Mrs (or, more properly, Lady) Simon Rattle, after all, and here she is (in a rather odd video) showcasing her magnificent mezzo-soprano talents:

Phew.

Thursday, 20 January 2022

Man with the Horn

We have a centenary to celebrate today - and for a change, the birthday boy is still with us!

Ray Anthony - for it is he - is a rare survivor from a long-distant era. He is the last surviving member of the Glenn Miller Orchestra.

With his matinee-idol good looks and his consummate musical talent, he survived the end of the Big Band era (even landing his own prime time TV show Stateside) and, by incorporating some of the newer rock'n'roll styles into his repertoire, remained popular well into the 1970s on the cabaret circuit.

Along the way, he attracted the attention of a bevy of blondes - including Marilyn - and even married one of them, Mamie Van Doren!

Let us celebrate this remarkable milestone - with some of the great man's music:


He could have been Cary Grant's brother!

Happy birthday, Ray Anthony (born Raymond Antonini, 20th January 1922)!

Wednesday, 10 November 2021

She would merengue and do the...

Five years ago today I posted a tribute to the ebullient bandleader Billy May on the occasion of his centenary. In his comment on it, my other half Madam Arcati said: "His Cha Cha Cha album is the campest thing ever pressed into vinyl."

So, to celebrate Mr May's 105th anniversary, I thought you might like to judge that bold claim for yourself, dear reader - by listening to the whole album!

Get your spangly frocks out of the wardrobe, and prepare to Cha-Cha...

Whew! I'm knackered now!

Edward William "Billy" May, Jr (10th November 1916 – 22nd January 2004)

Tuesday, 16 March 2021

I feel so gay, in a melancholy way

The Year of the Mask. The year of "You're on mute!". The year of paranoia - that feeling that everyone is a plague-carrier. The year we were forced to believe that our own four walls were the only world, other than the garden.

A year ago yesterday, we went to our last live music concert...

...and by way of a celebration of that milestone, here is the very lady we went to see at the Cadogan Hall - Miss Clare Teal!
[A mere three days after that faboo evening, I was sent home from work and I have not been back to the office since.]

Looking out of the window at the daffs and the pansies and primroses and hyacinths, and despite the slight chill in the air, Spring is definitely here [and indeed, the Spring Equinox is on Saturday]!

Things are looking up, dear reader...

They have to.

Sunday, 28 February 2021

With mascara'd eye and chapeaux by Dache


He's featured here before, of course - our "Head Gardener" here at Dolores Delargo Towers. We wish.

More sunshine this afternoon! More gardening. It's only the end of February, and I feel like I've caught the sun already...

Speaking of the end of February, I do feel sorry for those poor buggers whose birthday only comes around once every four years (hell for a child, but at least as an adult one can pretend to be a quarter of one's real age!)

Two of those "leap year babies" just happen to be "house faves" here at Dolores Delargo Towers - and both eminent purveyors of the kind of music that's just perfect for a sunny Sunday - Miss Dinah Shore [with a bit of Ella thrown in for good measure] and Mr Jimmy Dorsey:

Tangerine, she is all they claim
With her eyes of night and lips as bright as flame
Tangerine, when she dances by, señoritas stare and caballeros sigh
And I've seen toasts to Tangerine
Raised in every bar across the Argentine
Yes, she has them all on the run, but her heart belongs to just one
Her heart belongs to Tangerine

Tangerine, she is all they say
With mascara'd eye and chapeaux by Dache.
Tangerine, with her lips of flame
If the colour keeps, Louis Philippe's to blame.
And I've seen clothes on Tangerine
Where the label says "From Macy's Mezzanine".
Yes, she's got the guys in a whirl, but she's only fooling one girl
She's only fooling Tangerine!

Ah, the mellow mood...

Saturday, 12 December 2020

Well alright, okay, he wins

Everyone in the universe is more than familiar with the vocal talents of Frank Sinatra, whose 105th anniversary it is today. However, another superb vocalist was also born on this date, yet is all but forgotten in the "Great American Songbook Hall of Fame" - Mr Joe Williams.

A Big Band singer from the 1930s, his talents were well sought-after by all the greats such as Coleman Hawkins, Red Saunders and Lionel Hampton, and he was a long-term collaborator with the Count Basie Orchestra - and was still performing almost till his death in 1999, at the age of 80.

By way of a tribute, here is the great man, singing one of his signature numbers to an appreciative audience that included Ol' Blue Eyes himself, back in 1990...

Now, that's class...

Joe Williams (born Joseph Goreed, 12th December 1918 – 29th March 1999)

Tuesday, 24 November 2020

Swinging the axe

On the weekend came the news that Graham Norton is leaving his long-running Saturday morning Radio 2 magazine show - to be replaced by that professional irritant, Claudia Winkleman. 

Last night (as I listened to her show on catch-up) came even worse news - the BBC has cancelled one of our favourite hours on radio, Clare Teal's Swing and Big Band Show!!

From The Telegraph (via Yahoo):

Radio 2 has axed its shows dedicated to swing music and early rock’n’roll as the station concentrates its attention on “the next era of pop”.

The Swing and Big Band Show with Clare Teal, and Bill Kenwright’s Golden Years, have been fixtures of the Sunday night schedules for a decade.

But the programmes will have no place in a “refresh” by the station’s new controller, Helen Thomas.

Kenwright hosted his last show on Sunday and bade his listeners an emotional farewell. Teal will leave the station in January, and told the Daily Telegraph that she was sad to leave.

“The swing and big band community in this country is really strong. It saddens me that the show is going. We’ve built up this audience and it’s a real sharing experience,” she said.

They are the latest specialist shows to disappear from Radio 2. The cull began in 2018 with the end of programmes devoted to brass and military band music and organ music.

Last year the BBC announced the new role of Controller of Pop, appointing Lorna Clarke to oversee the musical direction of Radio 1, Radio 2, Radio 1Xtra, the BBC Asian Network and 6 Music.

When she advertised the Radio 2 head of station job in March, Clarke said that she was looking for someone to “help me shape the next era of pop from the BBC”.

However, Teal said swing and big band music do constitute “pop” for her listeners, particularly older listeners who grew up with it.

She said: “This music is popular music of a different era - a soundtrack to people’s lives. It is so memory-linked. I hope older audiences will still be served. Older people don’t all like classical music and they’re not all going to head off to Radio 3.”

Teal hopes to produce a version of her show on the Anchor podcast platform in the New Year.

A Radio 2 spokesperson said: “We would like to thank Clare Teal and Bill Kenwright for bringing such passion and commitment to their shows.

"We are always exploring new ways of reflecting a broad range of genres across Radio 2 and the music they featured will continue to be heard, whether in forthcoming series Top Brass with James Morrison and Barry Humphries’ Forgotten Musical Masterpieces, and within our regular shows, weekly strands such as Sound of the 60s and Jamie Cullum, plus specials. We very much hope to work with both Clare and Bill on future projects."

"Reflecting a broad range of genres" - what utter bollocks. When the genial Don Black retired this year, himself a replacement for the late David Jacobs, what did Radio 2 think was a suitable replacement for their style of laid-back, easy listening music, the "comfort zone" that traditionally ended Sunday nights? Why, a show of generic pop pap, of course, presented by Anneka Rice (of all people), generally best known for her cheesy grin and for wobbling her arse at the camera while seeking the prizes in 1980s adventure game show Treasure Hunt. Of course. A natural fit, NOT. A whole "genre" of music, lost.

The above-mentioned Miss Winkleman's first appearance in the Radio 2 schedules was itself during a previous reshuffle after the retirement due to ill health (he died soon after) of the station's longest-serving and beloved DJ, purveyor of classic showtunes, standards and gentle music Desmond Carrington. Her brash style of presenting and banal playlist-pop content sat uncomfortably as his ostensible "replacement", and disrupted the flow of Sunday evenings with a jolt.

The world's longest running music radio show Friday Night is Music Night has also been treated shoddily by the once-proud BBC. Ostensibly in a "temporary move" when radio schedules were being "simplified" in response to the coronavirus pandemic earlier in 2020, the show was shifted to Sunday evenings and "temporarily" re-titled Sunday Night is Music Night. Long before any hint of COVID existed, there had been little in the way of new programming in its normal tradition, however - one of the great "perks" of this publicly-funded network was that audiences could attend recordings of these generally Light Music (and Big Band) concerts for free; and over the years we successfully got tickets (in their draw) for several of these - and its output began to rely heavily upon repeats of old shows, unless there was a concert for which the Beeb could charge, of course, which would then be broadcast in its place.

Lately, and perhaps understandably in a pandemic, repeats are all that occupies its Sunday slot, but the entire programme is unceremoniously dumped altogether if another music-themed event comes along such as BBC Live Sessions, the Olivier Awards or, shamefully for a nation which has no such music in its national canon, America's Country Music Awards. This is the British Broadcasting Corporation, in case anyone in charge of scheduling has forgotten.

Miss Teal, in her statement above, makes a very good point that Swing and Big band music is a genuine part of older people's memories and lives - it was their "pop music", as she says - and fears that generation is being sidelined by the decision. I would argue further that there are millions of people - ourselves included - for whom this type of music is not a personal memory-jog, but a matter of musical taste. We love not only the eternal back-catalogue of British dance bands, US swing bands, jazzy singers and Latin orchestras that were at their height in the early to mid 20th century (before "our time"), but also the modern inheritors, conservationists and innovators of this style - not least the likes of Max Raabe, Joe Stilgoe, Matt Dusk, Michael Feinstein, Claire Martin, Puppini Sisters, Michael Buble, Tricity Vogue or Kansas Smitty's House Band (and even Nina Hagen, Robbie Williams, Brian Setzer of the Stray Cats and Matt Goss of Bros have embraced it). Let us also not forget our own "house bands" here at Dolores Delargo Towers, Pink Martini and Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox...

So who is this embarassingly-titled "Controller of Pop" Lorna Clarke, anyway? On investigation, it seems her main pre-BBC experience was at Kiss 100, the former urban pirate radio station specialising in Hip-Hop, R&B and dance music, from where she progressed to BBC Radio 1Xtra, the digital urban contemporary and Black music radio station. No "swing" there, methinks. As for her appointee as Head of BBC Radio 2/Axeman, Helen Thomas appears to have experience producing mainstream output such as that channel's shouty Drivetime and Breakfast shows, and is on the committee of something called the Young Audio Awards. Both started their careers in radio news rather than music. I feel my life flashing before my eyes at the thought of what this pair have in mind next for the UK's biggest radio station.

Very sad.

Let's have some of "our kind of Swing" to cheer ourselves up, shall we?

And finally, proving that it's not just for oldies...

That's what we want!

Sunday, 15 March 2020

It don't mean a thing if...



The Madame and I braved the OTT scaremongering of this threatened "Covid-19 lockdown" to go to the swanky Cadogan Hall [the second time in two weeks] last night for an evening in the company of the very lovely Clare Teal, presenter of one of our favourite shows on Radio 2, with her "Big Mini Big Band"!

Miss Teal alone is a charming and sincere host and a sublimely-talented singer, so we knew we were going to be in for a good night. As one reviewer put it:
"Despite holding the title of having the biggest recording contract for a British jazz singer, Clare Teal is as down-to-earth as they come. She strolls onto the stage with a big smile and a wave, from then on it feels almost like being at home with her having a cup of tea and a chat."
However, when combined with an array of jazz talent, courtesy of her own band - conducted by trumpeter and composer Guy Barker - pianist extraordinaire Jason Rebello, and special guests clarinettist Giacomo Smith and guitarist Dave Archer of Kansas Smitty's House Band, this was something very special indeed.



The combo played a full set of familiar standards (the likes of My Funny Valentine, From This Moment On, Cry Me A River, Perfidia and more), lesser-known numbers (including 30s singer Maxine Sullivan's If I Had a Ribbon Bow, a long-forgotten '70s number by the Little River Band Reminiscing, and an obscure Elvis number Don't), big band showpiece numbers (including It Don’t Mean A Thing (If It Ain't Got That Swing)) and some rather marvellous jazzy re-workings of unexpected musical choices that included a version of Tea For Two as arranged by blind accordionist Joe Mooney, Radiohead's No Surprises performed as a smoky late-night cabaret number - and we whooped with joy when she sang Tainted Love done in the style of Miss Peggy Lee!

Despite some unnecessary early heckling from the audience about Miss Teal's microphone being drowned out by the band (which was soon addressed by the venue's audio team) and the asthma-inducing clamber up and down the stairs of the Hall to and from the bar and toilets, this was a superbly-structured evening's entertainment, and a much-needed treat, indeed.

There's a dearth of videos out there to show off Miss Teal and her Big Mini Big Band's talents, but here are a few selections I have found from the interwebs for your delectation:




We love Clare Teal!

Sunday, 29 September 2019

Like a flower bending in the breeze


A very rainy view of the extensive gardens here at Dolores Delargo Towers today.

Oh dear, another landmark of impending autumn is upon us - today is the feast of Michaelmas, ostensibly a date marked by the "fact" that the asters ("Michaelmas daisies") are the only plants coming into flower now. Ugly things, they are, too. Our garden on the other hand, albeit battered by the intermittent downpours we're getting lately, is still sparkling with salvias, bizzie-lizzies, thunbergia and fuchsias (and more besides).

Michaelmas myths and facts:
  • In many countries, today is when Harvest Festival celebrations take place.
  • Traditionally a special meal of "stubble-goose", i.e. one prepared around harvest time, was consumed. This allegedly began because Queen Elizabeth I was in the middle of a meal of goose when she was informed of the defeat of the Spanish Armada on this day.
  • In Scotland a special bread or cake, Sruthan Mhìcheil or Michaelmas Bannock (made with barley, oats, and rye without using any metal implements) was blessed in remembrance of absent friends or those who had died.
  • In the City of London, Michaelmas is the day when the new Lord Mayor of London is elected.
  • Blackberries should not be picked after today, apparently - because when St Michael expelled Lucifer from heaven he fell from the skies and landed in a prickly bramble bush, which he cursed, scorched them with his fiery breath, stamped, spat and urinated on them, so that they would be unfit for eating.
  • From Victorian times it was believed that Michaelmas was the best day to plant trees, for them to grow well.

And, in one of my customary "convoluted connections" to mark the occasion, here's a most appropriate "Michael" to sing for us:


Fab.

Sunday, 29 April 2018

Music, Maestro, Please


No, it's not Venice, nor even Venice Beach - it's just off Chelsea's Sloane Square!

Last night, Madam Arcati and I went "way up West" - to the upmarket environs of Belgravia, no less [the locale around which Upstairs Downstairs was based].

The reason for our trip? I had spotted online Midnight in Mayfair, an event at the impressive Cadogan Hall (pictured above), that was advertised thus:
Keith Nichols and his Mayfair Orchestra take us back to the 1920s and ’30s when the great British dance bands performed at London’s exclusive clubs and great hotels; Carroll Gibbons and Fred Elizalde at the Savoy, Sydney Lipton at the Grosvenor House, Lew Stone at the Monseigneur, Jack Jackson at the Dorchester, Henry Hall on the BBC and Ambrose at the Mayfair. Their bandsmen and singers such as Al Bowlly, Sid Phillips, Tiny Winters, George Chisholm and Nat Gonella soon became household names.
Understandably, I could not resist booking us tickets...



I am so pleased I did. It was a brilliant evening of perfectly-arranged period dance band numbers, beautifully precise vocals, and the sheer entertainment value of watching (from a very good vantage point) a group of obvious enthusiasts for this lost world putting their every effort into the performance - thoroughly enjoying themselves in the process!

Here are some examples of the talents of [several of] last night's players:





With the assembled talents of trumpeters Enrico Tomasso, Andy Schumm and Duke Heitger, trombonists Jim Fryer and Alistair Allen, saxophones and clarinets by Robert Fowler, Lars Frank, Richard Exall and Jean-François Bonnel, violinists Emma Fisk, Dawn Allen and Jessica Graham, Martin Litton on the piano (often duetting with Keith Nichols), banjoist Martin Wheatley, Malcolm Sked on double-bass, the fantabulosa drummer Richard Pite and the marvellous vocalists the glamorous Janice Day and the multi-talented Thomas "Spats" Langham (at times paying suitable homage to Al Bowlly, at times playing the banjo), it was simply the very best way to spend a Saturday night I could imagine.

I'll be looking out for more Mr Nichols' entertaining evenings in future...

Sunday, 1 October 2017

He banged like a good 'un




[Why the frock? Gawd only knows...]

Darlings! We have another centenary to celebrate this weekend [his birthday was yesterday, but hey ho] - one of the greatest swing/jazz drummers of them all, Mr Buddy Rich!

After an enjoyable but exhausting day stocking up on Spring bulbs, wallflowers, violas and potting grit at the vast horticultural cornucopia that is Crews Hill, this is just the right type of celebration we need.

Perfectly fitting into the genre we know as "Sunday music", here is the 24-year-old Buddy, banging away with the boys of Tommy Dorsey's orchestra!


Bernard "Buddy" Rich (30th September 1917 – 2nd April 1987)

Monday, 24 July 2017

Crooners, Turks and a swinging pirate



Today happens to be the 101st anniversary [I managed to completely miss his centenary!] of the birth of one Bob Eberly, Big Band crooner and dilettante performer of such romantic classics as Amapola, Green Eyes and Tangerine - mainly with the orchestras of the Dorsey Brothers, principally that of Jimmy Dorsey.

To ease our way out of bed and into work, here's his classic performance of the latter song (alongside the faboo Helen O'Connell):


However, while we're on the subject of Jimmy Dorsey, and it being a Tacky Music Monday and all...

...here's Jimmy and the boys incongruously dressed in cod-"Turkish" get-up [it's from an Abbot & Costello movie Lost In A Harem, apparently] playing a swing number about a pirate! Most odd.


If that doesn't wake you, nothing will!

Bob Eberly (24th July 1916 – 17th November 1981)

Monday, 26 June 2017

A lot of what it takes to get along



Sharing a birthday as he does with such magnificently-named individuals as Wolfgang Windgassen, Chesty Puller and Hedwig Sophia, Duchess of Holstein-Gottorp, Syd Lawrence sounds positively pedestrian...

However, in his day Mr Lawrence was lauded for "reviving" the sound of the Big Bands of yesteryear for a new audience, and, such was his renown that his orchestra - decades after his passing - continues to perform in venues up and down the country.

The Syd Lawrence Orchestra was also a staple of prime-time variety shows during the 60s, 70s and even into the 80s - as in this remarkably unusual performance on Sez Les (Les Dawson's flagship ITV show) in 1972. On this Tacky Music Monday, here's his rendition of We're in the Money - but why the strippers..?


They make Pan's People seem like The Bolshoi.

Have a good week, peeps!

Syd Lawrence (26th June 1923 – 5th May 1998)

Sunday, 7 May 2017

Sunshine, Skruvsta, swing and a Salsa queen


Our fabulous cerise pelargonium against a blue Harringay sky

It might have been a full day in the sunny gardens here at Dolores Delargo Towers, had it not been for the fact that our desk chair collapsed and broke last night, so (gulp!) we had to make a trip to The Seventh Gate of Hell IKEA to replace it (with a chair called Skruvsta, of all lovely names). However, on our return, the weather was still beautiful and we made the most of it; refreshing the trellis-box with a coat of stain, and pottering-a-plenty - several more planters are filled and ready to put into their permanent home.

...and all to a backdrop of easy listening, vocal and big band choons - including this one! Here's the marvellous Dutch Swing College Band and At the Jazzband Ball:


Footnote: If this tune seems somewhat familiar, it was heavily sampled by one of our house faves Miss Gloria Estefan in her faboo Hotel Nacional - as featured here back in 2012...

Sunday, 16 April 2017

A bunny, a panther and an elephant


What Easter is all about - chocolate!

April is doing what April does - immensely strong gusts of wind and a general air of grey drizzle overhung this Easter Sunday. Never mind, in the shelter of the greenhouse I got some more potting-out done, and spent it in the company of a variety of "easy listening" artists such as the Pasadena Roof Orchestra, Barbara Cook and Nat King Cole.

And today would have been the birthday of one of the maestros of that beloved genre - Mr Henry Mancini!

So without further ado, let us continue this "Sunday Music" theme with the great man himself and just two of his most recognisable hits...



Enrico Nicola "Henry" Mancini (16th April 1924 – 14th June 1994)

Wednesday, 12 April 2017

How can I forget the hours


How life should be

Having had a hectic day - a long meeting in nearby Hackney, which took inordinately longer than necessary due to the vagaries of public transport in and around that bit of London, then to the joys of our local "Wood Green Shopping City" [it rhymes with...] to replace our favourite garden solar-powered "disco" lights that suddenly gave up the ghost despite all the brilliant sunshine we've (intermittently) had over the past several weeks, then some more humping'n'shifting in the garden - it's no wonder I'm weary and in need of some calming music...

What better than the combination of today's centenarian the lovely Miss Helen Forrest, together with her favourite bandleader accompanist Harry James? And all in glittering Technicolor, too!


Oh, that's the equivalent of a lovely soak in a hot bubble bath. Sigh...

Helen Forrest (12th April 1917 – 11th July 1999) - see my blog about her on the occasion of her last birthday