Showing posts with label Billy MacKenzie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Billy MacKenzie. Show all posts

Wednesday, 4 January 2023

View it from here from closer to near

Sigh. I'm getting a bit tired of saying it, but "another piece of my formative years has gone".

Alan Rankine, the quiet-yet-sexy-one (inevitably in the background, behind the gorgeous and charismatic Billy MacKenzie [read my tribute to him from 2017]) in one of my obsessively-overplayed-bands-in-the-80s The Associates has also departed these shores, aged just 64. 'Tis a worrying trend.

By way of a tribute, let's just wallow, shall we, in the operatic majesty of Mr Rankine and Mr MacKenzie's magnum opus - one of my favourite songs ever!

RIP, Alan Rankine (17 May 1958 – January 2023)

Tuesday, 27 March 2018

Word of the Day/Totty of the Day mash-up


Cheiloproclitic:(rare) having an erotic attraction to a person's lips


Michael York, OBE (born Michael Hugh Johnson, 27th March 1942)


William MacArthur "Billy" MacKenzie (27th March 1957 – 22nd January 1997)


Sir Dirk Bogarde (born Derek Jules Gaspard Ulric Niven van den Bogaerde, 28th March 1921 – 8th May 1999)

Tuesday, 28 March 2017

And you say I dress too well

There has been a slew of "significant" birthdays of late - not least the fact that, had he lived, the gorgeous Mr Billy MacKenzie would have been 60 years old yesterday.

I loved him. With his cheekbones-to-die-for, his unique almost-operatic vocals, and the fact that his band The Associates was so utterly cool - emerging as they did in the midst of a cascade of "edgy" post-Punk electronic music in '79/'80 alongside the likes of The Cure, Simple Minds and Joy Division (and of course my fave Gary Numan) - he was the epitome of everything that era represented for me.

I first heard The Associates on the legendary John Peel show on Radio 1 back in 1981. They'd already garnered a flurry of "music meejah" interest, having launched their career with a cheeky cover of Bowie's Boys Keep Swinging mere weeks after The Thin White Duke released the original; but it was White Car in Germany that did it for me:

When, however, it became obvious that the cameras found Billy as appealing as I did, he and the band were rocketed to pop stardom, with a succession of hits, including the fab Club Country:

[See also my recent Burns Night post.]

But it was for this song, his and the band's finest hour, that everyone remembers Mr MacKenzie. I still (try to) sing along to it whenever it's on the radio. Just that ecstatic piano intro is enough to send shivers down my spine...

It is, of course, Party Fears Two:

I'll have a shower and then phone my brother up
Within the hour I'll smash another cup
Please don't start saying that or I'll start believing you
If I start believing you I'll know that this party fears two

And, what if this party fears two
The alcohol loves you while turning you blue
View it from here from closer to near
Awake me

Don't turn around I won't have to look at you
And what's not found is all that I see in you
My manners are failing me I'm left feeling ugly
And you say it's wonderful to live with I never will

So what if this party fears two
The alcohol loves you while turning you blue
View it from here from closer to near
Awake me

I'm standing still and you say I dress too well
Still standing still I might but it's hard to tell
Even a slight remark makes nonsense and turns to shark
Have I done something wrong
What wrongs the wrong that's always in wrong

I'll have a shower
And then phone my brother up
Within the hour
I'll smash another cup...


Billy suffered all his life with depression, and - twenty years ago this year - the world awoke to horrible news that he had taken his own life.

RIP William MacArthur "Billy" MacKenzie (27th March 1957 – 22nd January 1997)

Wednesday, 25 January 2017

Fancy a dram..?









It's Burns Night again - Och Aye!

To celebrate, here's one of Scotland's finest - the dearly lamented Billy MacKenzie [RIP; this week 20 years ago] with the Associates. He's Waiting for the Loveboat:


Double your pillow
And feel obliged
Libido in a go slow
If I was you I'd hide

Waiting for the love boat
Waiting for the love boat
Knowing what you want and taking full advantage
Waiting for the love boat


Indeed.

Sunday, 15 June 2008

Six degrees of Shirley Bassey



Now here's a wonderful example of "Six Degrees of Separation". How do you work out a path that links Glen Campbell with Shirley Bassey (via Tina Turner)? I did...

I heard Glen Cambell's original Wichita Lineman playing in our mate Sally's pub the other night, and that got me thinking. Not just how brilliant the song is, but I remembered a version of the song that was recorded in the early 80s by the British Electric Foundation (BEF).

The BEF was a project that emerged from the split of the original Human League, and their album Music of Quality and Distinction was a musical landmark, re-launching the career of none other than Tina Turner in the process (Tina did a cover of Ball of Confusion, and the BEF boys Martyn Ware and Ian Craig Marsh went on to produce her comeback single Let's Stay Together). Together with Glenn Gregory, the BEF became Heaven 17.

Convinced that the vocalist on their version of Wichita Lineman was Billy MacKenzie, I went searching. It turned out that the vocalist was in fact Glenn Gregory on this track, but in the process I managed to get hold of some of the tracks they did with Billy, including Roy Orbison's It's Over, Bowie's Secret Life of Arabia and Deniece Williams' Free.

Now, Billy MacKenzie and his band The Associates were a major influence on my life. I had a huge crush on him, and love his semi-operatic vocals - Party Fears Two remains one of my all-time favourite songs. I was distraught when he took his own life in 1997. Thus stimulated, I went on a search for more stuff about Billy and found out that he had some other interesting collaborations, not least as a songwriter on a couple of albums by that fab electro duo Yello (another fave band of mine).

Among the songs he wrote for Yello (he even sang a version of the song) was the sensational Rhythm Divine - which, of course, became one of the best songs ever recorded by none other than... Shirley Bassey!

Whew! And just to complete the circle, here's the song that began this quest, followed by the one that ended it...