Showing posts with label Darin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Darin. Show all posts

Tuesday, 6 December 2022

A panoply of playable pleasures

It's grey, miserable and cold out there. Time, methinks, for another selection of "newer" choons that have caught my ear of late.

Let's open with a distinctively different take on an old classic...

Here's a rarity - Drag Race alumnus Violet Chakchi sans drag (as Paul Jason Dardo) doing her best Marc Almond impression in a video for Soft Cell's latest? Hell, yeah!

By complete contrast... Any regular reader will be more than well aware of my atheist disdain for all things religious - but when we discover divas with voices like this, we pay them due homage. Just. Fucking. Wow!

Taking a more sinister tone, here's what a typical week on the office is like:

Let's lighten the mood slightly, shall we, with some sleaze?

Then, there's this - from Erasure's recently-released expanded "Deluxe Edition" of their 1995 self-titled album:

And finally, a remarkable track and video from a most unlikely artist to ever be considered "enlightened"...

As ever, dear reader, let me know your thoughts...

Sunday, 4 July 2021

Então vem cá e me abraça

Time, once again, for a little selection of newer music that has caught my ear of late...

First up, as the Government and the NHS make a final push to get the majority of adults across the UK to get their COVID jab, they've brought in some of the "big guns" of the theatrical world - including Jim Broadbent, Sir Derek Jacobi, the lovely Russell Tovey and former Girls Aloud singer Nicola Roberts - to assist:


[Also available to download from the GOV.UK website.]

Here's a jolly little number I discovered courtesy of the faboo Ana Matronic's "Dance Devotion" show on BBC Radio 2:

This young chap has a fine set of pipes - and he's getting "high" in Soho:

I was so thrilled to "rediscover" the talents of Miss Gaby Amarantos back in May, I just had to feature some more of her this time around! Ah, sunshine...

Unsurprisingly, the next artist caught my eye as much as my ear - fancy a funk with him?

Now for something completely different... A musical interpretation of Saint Vitus Dance, anyone? That'll do nicely!

Finally, a house favourite here at Dolores Delargo Towers is paying due homage to the Weather Girls, it seems:

Faboo!

As ever, let me know your thoughts, dear reader.


STOP PRESS:

Courtesy of Madam Arcati...

THIS!

Wow.