Showing posts with label Blondie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blondie. Show all posts

Sunday, 29 June 2025

Once I had a love, and it was a gas...

Icon, inspiration, spokeswoman for a generation, Patron Saint, one of the most photogenic, most instantly-recognised stars to emerge from the era known as "New Wave" that followed the Punk explosion, Miss Debbie Harry is eighty years old on Tuesday!

Fuck.

There isn't really a helluva lot more I can say about such a goddess [or the band she fronts, Blondie] that I haven't already sad a gazillion times here on this very blog - other than to reiterate that I have absolutely adored her since my formative teenage years! - so I think a self-indulgent wallow in the myriad hits for which she is best known is in order...

Facts [as previously featured here]:

  • Debbie Harry is naturally a redhead.
  • Her birth parents gave her up for adoption when their relationship broke up and her father went back to his wife and family.
  • As a child, she fantasised that her real mother was Marilyn Monroe.
  • It was while working as a "Playboy Bunny" that Debbie first met Chris Stein, with whom she was to have an enduring relationship, both personal and professional; as co-founders of the band that became Blondie.
  • The Ramones landed their first show by opening for Blondie (before they were Blondie) at CBGBs in New York.
  • Patti Smith resented Debbie Harry's early success so much she apparently tried to poach several of her Blondie band-members.
  • Fashion designer Stephen Sprouse began his career making Debs' stage costumes in the '70s and early 80s; he was her downstairs neighbour at the time.
  • She was the first choice for the role of "Pris" in Blade Runner, but the part eventually went to Daryl Hannah.
  • Blondie's song for the Bond film for Your Eyes Only was turned down, and the title number went to Sheena Easton.
  • Giorgio Moroder originally wanted to give Call Me to Stevie Nicks, but she was unable to record it for contractual reasons.
  • Debbie's solo hit French Kissin’ in the USA was written by Chuck Lorre, writer, director and producer of US sitcoms such as Cybill, Two and a Half Men and The Big Bang Theory.
  • In 2012 a group of photographers took her picture in New York, believing her to be Lindsay Lohan - she was 66 at the time; Lohan was just 25.

Many, many happy returns, Deborah Ann Harry (born Angela Trimble, 1st July 1945)

Tuesday, 8 April 2025

Of jewellery, confectionery, awards, whispering and one of the best drummers ever


Utterly divine...

Another snippets post today, dear reader:

  • And finally - RIP, a membranophonic maestro: Clem Burke, world-renowned drummer and founder-member of Blondie with Debbie Harry and Chris Stein, has died, aged 70. By way of a tribute, a double-bill of the man's finest moments:

Class.

And the weather? Sunny, sunny, sunny! Hoorah!

Wednesday, 30 October 2024

Ring, ring, the happiest sound of them all

It is our dear friend John-John's [dare I say it? - 65th] birthday today!

Our little gang - of course - had a "gathering" to mark the occasion on Saturday, but...

...he is "ABBA's Number One Fan", after all - so how about an old, old favourite mash-up to mark the occasion?

Many happy returns, you old queen!!

Thursday, 10 August 2023

Always posing, but you love it all


Yes. I used to look like this. Time's a terrible thing.

As it's my 60th birthday today, I thought I'd indulge myself with some of my favourite music...

How about six decades' worth?

1960s:

1970s:

1980s:

1990s:

2000s:

2010s:

Then there are the songs that transcend decades. The likes of Soft Cell - Tainted Love [and just about anything Marc Almond has ever done], David Bowie - Queen Bitch [and just about anything Bowie ever did (check out the "Queen Bitch" link for my week-long tribute to the man on the news of his death)], Kate Bush - Running Up That Hill [and an endless list of beloved works by her], Grace Jones - Private Life [and, again, just about anything else in her repertoire], Raffaella Carra - Do It, Do It Again, White Town - Your Woman, Visage - Fade to Grey, Patti Smith - Because The Night, Liza Minnelli - Mein Herr, Erasure - A Little Respect, Shakespear's Sister - Stay, Tom Robinson - War Baby, Dead Or Alive - You Spin Me Round...

...and gazillions of others from the likes of Doris Day, Eartha Kitt, Bette Midler, Dalida, Sophie Ellis-Bextor, Divine, Style Council, Gary Numan/Tubeway Army, All Seeing I, Petula Clark, Ofra Haza, Dinah Washington, Laura Branigan, Ian Dury, Lisa Stansfield, Frankie Goes To Hollywood, Nina Simone, Three Degrees, KLF, Gladys Knight and the Pips, Cilla Black, Associates, Caro Emerald, Régine, Postmodern Jukebox, Talking Heads, Elaine Stritch, Simple Minds, Celia Cruz, Beautiful South, S-Club 7, Carol Channing, Sam Brown, Jimmy Somerville, Vikki Carr, Donna Summer, Blossom Dearie, ABC, Mika, Etta James, Duran Duran, Lou Reed, Scissor Sisters, Cher, Pearl Bailey, Fangoria, Hot Chocolate, Rocio Jurado, Queen, Klaus Nomi, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Mitzi Gaynor, B-52s, Loleatta Holloway, Adam and the Ants, Gina G, Gina X, Eurythmics/Annie Lennox, Roisin Murphy, Chaka Khan, Conchita Wurst, Edith Piaf, Human League, Rose Royce, Dolly Parton, Depeche Mode, Faithless, Monica Naranjo, Ethel Merman, Alison Jiear, Ysa Ferrer, Divine Comedy, Peggy Lee, Steps, Ella Fitzgerald, Mamas and The Papas, George Michael/Wham, Baccara, Yma Sumac, New Order, Puppini Sisters, Take That, Ultra Nate, Bananarama, Isabel Pantoja, Heaven 17, Diana Ross, Kirsty McColl, Roxy Music, Tina Turner, Flying Lizards, The Cure, Marianne Faithfull and so on. And on. And on...
[All searchable on this very blog]

Then there are the musicals - including Sweet Charity, Chicago, La Cage Aux Folles, Gypsy, Cabaret, Little Shop of Horrors and everything by Stephen Sondheim [that link takes you to the week-long series of tributes I did when he departed for Fabulon] - and the classical and operatic stuff [too numerous to mention].

However, dear reader, I still have one more beloved song by one more - the ultimate - diva to play. It's rather appropriate, you see:


In my heyday
Young men wrote to me
Everybody seemed to have time to devote to me
Everyone I saw all swore they knew me
Once upon a song

Main attraction, couldn't buy a seat
The celebrity celebrities were dying to meet
I've had every accolade bestowed on me
And so you see

If I never sing another song
It wouldn't bother me
I had my share of fame
You know my name

If I never sing another song
Or take another bow
I would get by, but I'm not sure how

Always posing, but you love it all
Though you have to learn to act like you're above it all
Everything I did the world applauded
Once upon a star

Framed citations, hung on every wall
Got a scrapbook full of quotes, I can recall them all
There were times I felt the world belonged to me
And so you see

If I never sing another song
It wouldn't bother me
I had my share of fame
You know my name

If I never sing another song
Or take another bow
I would get by, but I'm not sure how
But I'm not sure how
But I'm not sure how

Wednesday, 1 July 2020

Un grand baiser d'eternite





Icon, inspiration, spokeswoman for a generation, Patron Saint, one of the most photogenic, most instantly-recognised stars to emerge from the era known as "New Wave" that followed the Punk explosion, Miss Debbie Harry is seventy-five years old today!

Isn't that the most terrifying concept?

As I have recounted many, many times over the thirteen-year history of this blog, I worshipped Debbie Harry as a teen. I bought everything the band ever did, right up until they went "weird" with The Hunter album [their last for fifteen years, as it turned out], and followed the great lady's career avidly for many years.

She was most definitely one of my all-time influences, who made me who I am today...

...and here (for me at least) is how it all started:


Facts:
  • Debbie Harry is naturally a redhead.
  • Her birth parents gave her up for adoption when their relationship broke up and her father went back to his wife and family.
  • As a child, she fantasised that her real mother was Marilyn Monroe.
  • It was while working as a "Playboy Bunny" that Debbie first met Chris Stein, with whom she was to have an enduring relationship, both personal and professional; as co-founders of the band that became Blondie.
  • The Ramones landed their first show by opening for Blondie (before they were Blondie) at CBGBs in New York.
  • Patti Smith resented Debbie Harry's early success so much she apparently tried to poach several of her Blondie band-members.
  • Fashion designer Stephen Sprouse began his career making Debs' stage costumes in the '70s and early 80s; he was her downstairs neighbour at the time.
  • She was the first choice for the role of "Pris" in Blade Runner, but the part eventually went to Daryl Hannah.
  • Blondie's song for the Bond film for Your Eyes Only was turned down, and the title number went to Sheena Easton.
  • Giorgio Moroder originally wanted to give Call Me to Stevie Nicks, but she was unable to record it for contractual reasons.
  • Debbie's solo hit French Kissin’ in the USA was written by Chuck Lorre, writer, director and producer of US sitcoms such as Cybill, Two and a Half Men and The Big Bang Theory.
  • In 2012 a group of photographers took her picture in New York, believing her to be Lindsay Lohan - she was 66 at the time; Lohan was just 25.

Many, many happy returns, Deborah Ann Harry (born Angela Trimble, 1st July 1945)

Sunday, 5 January 2020

A million and one candle lights



Sharing a birthday with the likes of the gorgeous Sakis Rouvas, Jane Wyman, Robert Duvall, Bradley Cooper, DJ Deadmau5, Umberto Eco, Vinnie Jones, Marilyn Manson and Diane Keaton, the legendary co-founder of Blondie Mr Chris Stein is 70 years old today!

Gulp.

To mark this prestigious occasion, here's the band's surprise comeback #1 hit from 1999 - a full seventeen years after they had last charted in the UK...


She moves like she don't care
Smooth as silk, cool as air
Ooh it makes you wanna cry
She doesn't know your name
And your heart beats like a subway train
Ooh it makes you wanna die

Ooh, don't you wanna take her?
Ooh, wanna make her all your own?

Maria, you've gotta see her
Go insane and out of your mind
Latina, Ave Maria
A million and one candle lights

I've seen this thing before
In my best friend and the boy next door
Fool for love and fool on fire

Won't come in from the rain
She's oceans running down the drain
Blue as ice and desire

Don't you wanna make her?
Ooh, don't you wanna take her home?

Maria, you've gotta see her
Go insane and out of your mind
Latina, Ave Maria
A million and one candle lights

Ooh, don't you wanna break her?
Ooh, don't you wanna take her home?

She walks like she don't care
You wanna take her everywhere
Ooh, it makes you wanna cry

She's like a millionaire
Walkin' on imported air
Ooh, it makes you wanna die

Maria, you've gotta see her
Go insane and out of your mind
Latina, Ave Maria
A million and one candle lights


Many happy returns, Christopher Stein (born 5th January 1950)

Blondie official website

Friday, 1 February 2019

A slip of the hip or another



In a final trawl through the years for this crazy #adecadeago project/meme-thing (for a while, anyway), I rediscovered the fact that back in 2009 Mr Paul Burston's Polari literary salons [to which I have - shamefully - not been for months!] were still being given "themes" every month. The January '09 one was "Stalkers Night", and in the run-up to the occasion, I featured an appropriate song - Blondie's classic One Way Or Another.

It is our traditional "wind-up to the weekend" slot today, however, so how a bout a remix version instead? Thank Disco(?) It's Friday!


Have a good one, peeps.

Sunday, 14 October 2018

Do you want to feel how it feels?



Yesterday was apparently National Album Day, and was heavily promoted by the BBC (of course). I missed it, being somewhat occupied at John-John's "film show" yesterday, at which we were treated to a mammoth "Marvel-fest": back-to-back viewings of Avengers: Infinity War, Thor: Ragnarok and Avengers: Age of Ultron - a faboo day, indeed!


The best disco in town

However, let's make up for it, a day late. I thought I'd treat you, dear reader, to a little snapshot of ten of my all-time-fave albums - and then it's your turn...

I have excluded "Various Artists" anthologies (of course) and "Greatest Hits" collections from this list, so that means that certain albums that were never off my player such as Madonna's Immaculate Collection, Siouxsie & the Banshees Once Upon a Time, The Best of Bowie, and those by Queen, Abba, Bananarama, Dusty Springfield, Amanda Lear, Vicki Carr, X-Ray Spex, Blossom Dearie, Celia Cruz, The Supremes, Dalida, Petula Clark, Noel Coward, Erasure, Eartha Kitt, Max Raabe, Doris Day and so on (and on and on - they're probably the bulk of our music collection) do not count. The same goes for soundtracks, so that's Gypsy, Saturday Night Fever, Hairspray, Moulin Rouge, Cabaret, South Pacific, Chicago, Sweet Charity, Side by Side by Sondheim, Rocky Horror and many more (probably the second-biggest part of our collection) off the list.

However, by a process of whittling down the "long-list" (which included Ofra Haza - Yemenite Songs; Scissor Sisters - Scissor Sisters; Paul Anka - Rock Swings; Alison Moyet - Alf; Texas - White on Blonde; Dame Shirley Bassey - Performance; Elaine Stritch - Stritch; Yazoo - Upstairs at Eric's; Freemasons - Unmixed; T Rex - Electric Boogie; and Human League - Dare), here is my Top Ten (not in strict order of preference):



10: Beautiful South - Blue is the Colour.
There is not a single duff track on this delightful - and the band's most popular - album. Top tracks: Artificial Flowers, Blackbird on the Wire, Alone, Don't Marry Her (Fuck Me), and this one:






09: Kylie Minogue - Light Years.
The ultimate party album; it includes On a Night Like This, Disco Down, Loveboat, Kids (with Robbie Williams), Please Stay, Spinning Around, the wonderful title track, and this - the "Gay National Anthem"!






08: Blondie - Parallel Lines.
What can I possibly say about this album that hasn't already been said in droves? It is undoubtedly the one that would feature in just about anybody's Top Ten; it contains no fewer than five mega-hit singles (six were released, but I'm Gonna Love You Too never made the charts) - Sunday Girl, Heart of Glass, Hanging on the Telephone, One Way or Another, Picture This - and also includes this one:






07: Liza Minnelli - Results.
Darling Liza-with-a-zee found herself suddenly back in vogue with this one, thanks to the estimable hit-making talents of the Pet Shop Boys. I loved it when it came out, and love it still. Every track is a winner, including Losing My Mind, Love Pains, Twist in My Sobriety, Don't Drop Bombs, So Sorry, I Said - and this fragile version of a PSB classic:






06: Bronski Beat - Age of Consent.
Coinciding neatly with my own coming-out explosion onto the gay scene in a cloud of pink glitter and poppers, Jimmy Somerville and the boys really broke the mould with this sumptuous array of passion and anger, including the huge hits Smalltown Boy, Why? and I Feel Love/Johnny Remember Me (with Marc Almond), as well as Need-a-Man Blues, Love and Money and this:






05: Pet Shop Boys - Actually
Yes, them again. The Boys were probably the biggest thing to come out of the UK throughout the late '80s and early '90s; their music was everywhere, and they worked with loads of other favourite artists (cf Miss Minnelli at #7 on this very list, as well as Dusty Springfield, Patsy Kensit, Queen Madge (on Sorry), Robbie Williams, Kylie Minogue (In Denial), David Bowie, Tina Turner (Confidential), Boy George and Pete Burns). But this album, in my opinion, was their finest hour. Every track here is a classic - from the opener One More Chance to the closing number Kings Cross (which was an "earworm" for me just the other day), via Shopping, Rent, What Have I Done to Deserve This? (with Dusty), It's a Sin, and another eternal fave:






04: Soft Cell - Non-Stop Erotic Cabaret.
There never was before, and will never be another band quite like Soft Cell. The combination of Northern Soul, Marc Almond's tearfully-broken-diva vocals, loads of sleaze, and Dave Ball's absolutely-of-the-moment synthesizers was an instantaneous and massive hit both sides of the pond. It is the magnum opus of synth-pop, against which those who followed would be judged [Nine Inch Nails, Goldfrapp, Suede, Róisin Murphy, Scissor Sisters and many more besides all owe Marc and Dave some debt for their own success] - with such world-conquering numbers as Tainted Love, Say Hello Wave Goodbye and Bedsitter, as well as Frustration, Entertain Me, Seedy Films, and this controversial classic Sex Dwarf, I played this album to death!




03: Grace Jones - Nightclubbing.
After spending a large part of the 1970s as a "Disco muse"/Studio 54 icon/art-house model, at the beginning of the '80s Miss Jones truly hit the zeitgeist when she was spotted by Island Records' entrepreneur Chris Blackwell, teamed-up with Sly & Robbie - and this masterpiece [her second for Island, after Warm Leatherette] was the result. Like just about all the albums on this list, every track here could have been a stand-alone single - and indeed, quite a few were, including Walking in the Rain, Demolition Man, I've Seen That Face Before (Libertango), Use Me, Feel Up [the latter two in the US only], and this:






02: David Bowie - Hunky Dory.
An artist who simply must appear in any countdown of the all-time greats, David Bowie is indeed here. As any regular reader will know, Mr Bowie is, was, and always will be my favourite artist of all time. On the occasion of his 65th birthday, I posted a huge and in-depth pair of features on his back catalogue:
And following his untimely death I posted a week of Bowie tributes (the final one here has links to the preceding six).

Unsurprisingly, as I have mentioned my love of the album so many times over the years, it is his 1971 masterpiece Hunky Dory [which I described previously thus: "...on balance - even with strong competition from 'Station to Station' - in my opinion it is his greatest album, across a five-decade career"] that is almost-but-not-quite at the top of this list. Its tracklist alone features several of the songs that could be considered "definitive Bowie" - including Changes, Oh! You Pretty Things, Queen Bitch and Life on Mars?, and the rest of the album is track after track of masterpieces such as Fill Your Heart, Song for Bob Dylan, Andy Warhol, Kooks, Quicksand, and the one that contains one of the most-quoted of all his lyrics ("He's chameleon, comedian, Corinthian and caricature"):






01: Kate Bush - Hounds of Love.
David Bowie is indeed considered to be "god" round these parts, but even he is pipped to the post by what is, definitely and definitively, the very best album ever released! [OK, OK, that is in my opinion - others out there will argue for their own, and indeed, as far as "popular" taste may be judged, the likes of Michael Jackson, Fleetwood Mac, The Beatles, Pink Floyd and - ahem - The Eagles will always appear in such "Top Ten" lists in the meejah. Not in mine.]

Miss Bush began as a bit of a "novelty act" - all unusual and often squeaky vocal warblings and arty "interpretive dance" steps, she became the butt of many a "comedic" impersonation and pastiche - but eventually the British public realised what a fantastic talent she has, and nowadays she couldn't really be higher up the "national treasure" ladder. When she released this work of genius, it had been three years since her last (commercially unsuccessful) album The Dreaming, and no-one had huge expectations of her. Yet it became a massive success, and proved the defining moment of her career - with hits from it such as Cloudbusting, Hounds of Love and The Big Sky. Side two of the album (separately titled The Ninth Wave) included some of her most mysterious yet captivating work on tracks such as And Dream of Sheep, Waking The Witch and Under Ice. However, it was this track, the opening salvo of the double-album, that really was the ground-breaker:


It doesn't hurt me.
Do you want to feel how it feels?
Do you want to know that it doesn't hurt me?
Do you want to hear about the deal that I'm making?
You, it's you and me.

And if I only could,
I'd make a deal with God,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could, oh...

You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware I'm tearing you asunder.
Ooh, there is thunder in our hearts.

Is there so much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?
You, it's you and me.
It's you and me won't be unhappy.

And if I only could,
I'd make a deal with God,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building,
Say, if I only could, oh...

You,
It's you and me,
It's you and me won't be unhappy.

'C'mon, baby, c'mon darling,
Let me steal this moment from you now.
C'mon, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let's exchange the experience, oh...'

And if I only could,
I'd make a deal with God,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems.


Well, that's quite enough self-indulgence.

What are your favourite albums, dear reader?

Wednesday, 12 July 2017

Soon found out had a heart of (Philip) Glass



Oh, my dears.

Thanks to our lovely reader Julius Maloney, I was pointed in the direction of this work of genius - a most unexpected "mash-up" of two of our favourites here at Dolores Delargo Towers, Blondie's eternal Heart of Glass and Philip Glass's sublime Violin Concerto II:


Simply divine...

[And before you ask, no, I have never watched The Handmaid's Tale, in which this was featured.]

Friday, 1 July 2016

Seemed like the real thing but I was so blind



A double celebration.

It's almost the weekend, and today is our Patron Saint of Pouting Miss Debbie Harry's birthday!

You'd have to have lived your entire life under a rock if you've never heard Debs'n'Blondie's (controversial at the time) dance classic Heart of Glass...

...but rather than the lady herself, how about the inimitable finger-pointing, glittering Top of the Pops version featuring Legs & Co?


Thank Disco It's Friday!

Have a good one, folks...

Sunday, 26 April 2015

The synth God



Giorgio Moroder, the single greatest influence on what we know as "electronic dance music" - which these days even has its own acronym "EDM" in the "hip'n'happening" media - celebrates his 75th birthday today.

We can recognise the man's seminal style-setting (much-copied) sound in his breakthrough hit From Here to Eternity, which entered the UK charts thirty-eight years ago in September 1977:




When he launched Miss Donna Summer onto an unsuspecting world, he possibly didn't realise that he had almost single-handedly enshrined "Disco" as an electronic, rather than orchestral/percussive, genre:


Of course, the lovely Legs & Co make it all seem so retro...



Signor Moroder didn't stop there, of course. His music "gave birth" to the preponderance of synth-pop in the 80s, in no small part influenced by his collaboration with the fantabulosa Sparks:




Few people make the connection these days, I reckon - but he was the producer who made Blondie's Call Me so utterly brilliant:


He continued to be a presence throughout the decade (collaborating with David Bowie on Cat People, Phil Oakey of Human League on Electric Dreams, Harold Faltermeyer and Berlin on Take My Breath Away, and with the lovely Limahl on The Neverending Story), but until his recent work with dance weirdos Daft Punk, his star had faded somewhat.



And so it came as a bit of a surprise to everyone when he resurfaced just last year, and began teasing us with details of his soon-to-be-released collaboration album Deja Vu. I am still raving about Right Here, Right Now, the choon he released with Princess Kylie (as featured on my last "musical round-up" blog). The album also features (among others) tracks with Kelis, Sia and Charli XCX - and this...

It's a rather good cover of Suzanne Vega's Tom's Diner... starring none other than Britney Spears!


Happy birthday, Giovanni Giorgio Moroder (born 26th April 1940)

Wednesday, 21 January 2015

Radiate...



Just got in after a day of hauling my arse (so to speak) to either end of London. Today I had a meeting in Wembley (north-west London, in the shadow of the very impressive National Stadium), which, thanks to the usual mayhem of technical problems on the Tube in cold weather and the rush hour took me two hours to get to - even though, as the crow flies, it's probably no more than six miles from Dolores Delargo Towers...

So, having spent all day in that bleak wilderness - and as Wembley's on a Tube line that would actually take me into town with one quick change - I thought I'd cheer myself up and finally get to see the Chris Stein photo exhibition Negative: Me, Blondie, and The Advent of Punk at Somerset House on the Thames before it closes on Sunday (last-minute, moi?), which was excellent. Of course.

As I am now in a suitably "Blondie-fied" mood, here's a rather natty little video tribute to Miss Debbie Harry that someone has put together, with the highly appropriate, and still haunting even after all these years, Fade Away And Radiate:


Read my feature on the Chris Stein/Blondie exhibition at The Dolores Delargo Towers Museum of Camp.

Thursday, 15 May 2014

I had to interrupt and stop this conversation



News today that the conglomerate of Dixons, Currys and PC World has agreed a merger with fellow retailer Carphone Warehouse to create a new one-stop-shop for smartphones, computers and - ahem - washing machines prompts me to re-visit a classic (and appropriate) mash-up.

Also continuing our celebrations of forty years of both Abba at Eurovision and the birth of Blondie, here they are together (again), in that brilliant mix by Matt Pop!


Ringing in the ears...

Wednesday, 14 May 2014

I've got no defence



FORTY YEARS? Heavens...

From Out magazine:
Blondie formed on New York City’s Lower East Side in 1974, a foursome led by Harry and her boyfriend, guitarist Chris Stein, after Harry did time as a secretary and Playboy Bunny.

Their first album, Blondie, was a brilliant straddle of pop and parody, a tough, ironic update of ’60s girl groups, featuring Harry singing from the perspective of a street hooker trying to seduce the cop who busted her (on X Offender), telling a lover “I could give you some head / And shoulders to lie on” (on Look Good in Blue), and celebrating Kung Fu and monster movies. It all was arch, uncommonly smart, and incredibly catchy.

The band was aware that they had a significant gay audience “from the very beginning,” says Harry proudly, recalling how they played one of the early Gay Pride events in New York City.
Indeed, one particular budding queen languishing in out-of-the-way Wales first encountered Miss Harry on the sadly-missed The Old Grey Whistle Test thirty-six years ago - and fell truly, madly, deeply in love with her style and sassiness! I have adored her, and the band, ever since.

And, from that very same ground-breaking 1978 TV appearance, here's Debs and the boys with one of my all-time fave songs from their catalogue:


Was it destiny?
I don't know yet
Was it just by chance? Could this be Kismet?
Something in my consciousness told me you'd appear
Now I'm always touched by your presence dear

When we play at cards you use an extra sense (it's really not cheating)
You can read my hand, I've got no defence
When you sent your messages whispered loud and clear
I am always touched by your presence dear

Floating past the evidence of possibilities
We could navigate together, psychic frequencies
Coming into contact with outer entities
We could entertain each one with our theosophies

Stay awake at night and count your R.E.M.'s
When you're talking with your super friends
Levitating lovers in the secret stratosphere
I am still in touch with your presence dear
I am still in touch with your presence dear
I am still in touch with your presence dear, dear, dear, dear, dear


To celebrate Blondie's 40th anniversary, BBC Radio 2 will broadcast a documentary dedicated to the band tonight at 10pm - and I shall be listening!

Blondie is releasing a special 40th anniversary album featuring a new collection of songs entitled Ghosts of Download and an album entitled Deluxe Redux: Greatest Hits, featuring brand new studio recordings of the band’s biggest songs. Read more on the Blondie official website.

Saturday, 27 October 2012

I'm in the phonebooth, it's the one across the hall



We're back in London today, preparing to celebrate our favourite old queen's birthday with a traditional Hallowee'en-themed party tonight.

So, just as a special treat, here's a mash-up between two faves Blondie and Abba just for him. Happy (early) birthday, John-John!!


Fabba!

Sunday, 1 July 2012

Lips close then blossom like a rose



My icon, my teenage crush, my inspiration (and one of our "patron saints" at Dolores Delargo Towers) Miss Debbie Harry is 67 today - and to celebrate, here are just a few of her all-time classics for your delectation...




And here's something a bit newer, and rarer than hen's teeth apparently - Miss Harry's cover of Franz Ferdinand's Live Alone, remixed by Super Buddha:


Enjoy!

Blondie official website

Saturday, 28 May 2011

Pop, pop, pop



As we head to Southend for a day by the (windy and grey) seaside, here are a few new musical snippets that have caught my attention lately...

Wow! A new (and quite fabby retro-sounding) single from Blondie! With this very odd zombie video, let's hope that Mother brings Debs and the crew back to the UK charts where they belong...


Next up, a haunting new song from Canadian warbler Austra:


I am so excited! Another new outing for the campest band of the 90s, Alcazar! Here is their new choon, a collaboration with some combo calling themselves Drum Beats - it is fabulous:




And to finish, a little bit of Baltic totty - the lovely Latvian Markus Riva with his forthcoming single How It Feels To Be A Man. I have heard the English version, and I think it sounds better in his native tongue (oo-er missus):


Enjoy.

Happy Bank Holiday weekend!

Thursday, 1 July 2010

Sing a rainbow



It's a week of milestones this week (as well as the countdown to Pride). Most remarkably, my favourite lady pop singer of all time the magnificent Debbie Harry reaches her 65th birthday today! Now, that is scary...

Here's an unusual excerpt from Miss Harry's glorious career - and a suitably "rainbow-themed" song - as she follows in the footsteps of so many megastars with an appearance on The Muppet Show:


Why are there so many songs about rainbows
and what's on the other side?
Rainbows are visions, but only illusions,
and rainbows have nothing to hide.
So we've been told and some choose to believe it.
I know they're wrong, wait and see.
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection.
The lovers, the dreamers and me.

Who said that every wish would be heard
and answered when wished on the morning star?
Somebody thought of that and someone believed it.
Look what it's done so far.
What's so amazing that keeps us star gazing
and what do we think we might see?
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection.
The lovers, the dreamers and me.

All of us under its spell. We know that it's probably magic.

Have you been half asleep and have you heard voices?
I've heard them calling my name.
Is this the sweet sound that called the young sailors.
The voice might be one and the same.
I've heard it too many times to ignore it.
It's something that I'm supposed to be.
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection.
The lovers, the dreamers and me.

Thursday, 24 December 2009

Star of wonder, star of night. Star with royal beauty bright.

As the countdown comes to its natural end this evening, what better way to acknowledge the fact that it is the eve of Dies Natalis Solis Invicti, Brumalia, Saturnalia or Yule?

Not with Balthazar, Melchior, and Caspar, but with Debbie Harry...

Wednesday, 1 July 2009

I wanna be kissed from head to toe, by that man in the very back row



Today is [takes deep breath!] the 64th birthday of the fabulous Debbie Harry! My teenage idol, my muse - adorable, sultry, sexy and somehow still cooler than a cool thing - I know I have blogged about her (and my love for Blondie) before, but in this countdown to Gay Pride, there is always room for an absolute diva...


She wants that man - and who are we to refuse?