Showing posts with label Duran Duran. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Duran Duran. Show all posts

Thursday, 4 June 2026

Música ecléctica

I think we are well overdue, dear reader, another little selection of some of the "newer" choons that have caught my ear of late, don't you..?

Let's start with something completely unexpected - and rather wonderful:

Next up, a new one from everyone's fave gay Glam-Rocker:

It's always good to hear something new from one of my most revered bands of the 80s - and it is indeed [gulp] forty years this year since Notorious was released - with "their friend Nile". I love the pastiche of Top of the Pops in this video, too:

One of our most cherished divas of late has put together what she's calling a "visual album" on her YouTube channel - and from it, I adore this one:

Speaking of "Divas", our beloved Princess has released a brand new track to accompany her Netflix documentary. Perhaps not destined to rank amongst her classic back-catalogue, but it has charm, nonetheless:

But - saving the best to last - THIS!

As ever, I love to know your thoughts...

Thursday, 18 December 2025

You know you're something special and you look like you're the best

RIP, the most subtly influential of fashion designers Mr Antony Price, who departed to sort out the tailoring in Fabulon yesterday...

This lot were definitely avid fans:

Wednesday, 29 January 2025

Kung Hei Fat Choi!

Happy Chinese New Year, dear reader!

It's the Year of the Trousersnake Snake (oo-er) in 2025, so, by way of a celebration, here are some suitably-themed numbers, for your delectation:

Oh! And then there's this charming little ditty that I remember from when I was in school...

My friend Billy had a ten foot willy.
He showed it to the girl next door.
She thought it was a snake,
And hit it with a rake,
And now it's only six foot four.

Boom-tish!

Don't choke on your Nian gao, dears!

Wednesday, 20 November 2024

From Chesney's bum to a Cummerbund

The weather's turned very wintry, indeed. We had slushy snow yesterday morning, there was a frost overnight (-1C/29F), and we're not expecting any temperatures in double-figures (C) for a few days. Yuk.

To cheer ourselves up a bit, how about a little selection of some of the "newer" choons that have caught my ear of late?

How about we start with quite a surprise - the return of 1990s "one-hit wonder" Chesney Hawkes... with a decent song and a rather faboo "Saltburn-spoofing" video (with several flashes of his arse) to boot!

House favourites here at Dolores Delargo Towers Duran Duran are still going strong - even with a cover of an old ELO song, they still hit the spot!

[And at 6pm GMT, you can click here for the official premiere of the band on stage at Madison Square Gardens in New York performing this very song]

Now for something completely different - Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart as you have probably never heard him before...

Speaking of updated versions of old classics, this:

Something that pricked my ears up, when I heard it on the radio the other day, turned out not to be new at all (in fact one commenter remarked it was "2019's best 80s song"), but it's new to me, so that's all that matters!

Another "hangover" from Hallowe'en - how about Alice Cooper vs Bruno Mars... vs Gene Wilder and his monster?! Genius:

[RIP, Teri Garr]

Leaving the best to last (as is my wont), Dame Sophie does it again [with a superb video, a "sequel" to her huge 2001 (and again in 2024 thanks to the aforementioned Saltburn) hit Murder On The Dancefloor, complete with the same judging panel, and filmed in the camp-as-tits Rivoli Ballroom]!

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

Friday, 27 October 2023

The future, it's still tomorrow - are we living too fast?


Madam Arcati and I always like to celebrate a weekend by dressing casual...

You know you're getting old when...

...you discover that the uber-cool doyen of all things 80s Mr Simon Le Bon is 65 years old today!

All the more excuse for a party, methinks [and we're actually having one tomorrow (after a fashion; it's just drinks in a Wetherspoons) , to mark our friend John-John's birthday].

What better way than this, one the Durannies' more funky numbers, to kick things off? Thank Disco It's Friday!

Have a good one, dear reader!

Sunday, 1 October 2023

Un excès de nouvelle musique

The promised sunshine this weekend has failed to materialise - it's grey and gloomy, and it's so humid it feels like it might even rain. Dammit.

I think a little selection of choons that have caught my ear of late is in order...

A little early for Hallowe'en, here's one of my fave bands making a welcome return:

[See my other blog Dolores Delargo Towers: Museum of Camp for a completely different - the original - number of the same name.]

These two look like they're having a load of fun with this one - the pairing of a lady who's very much "in vogue", together with one who's having a major resurgence right now...

Watch out! Trollops about!

Next up, something irresistibly catchy by a long-term crush - even if it is in French!:

When a legend takes a new approach to an absolute classic...

And last, but very much not least - it's the UK's very own "Queen of Soul", with a disco-themed earworm!

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

Wednesday, 5 October 2022

Saturday, 6 November 2021

There's many a good tune played on an old fiddle


Dame Joan approves...

Time again, dear reader, for a selection of some of the "newer" choons that have caught my ear of late - and guess what? Most of them are by artists we love and cherish...

Let's open with a corker from a band who have been performing together as a unit for forty years, with a brilliant "spot-the-celebrity" video, to boot!

A "blast-from-the-past" here, in the form of the once-very-fanciable Dr Robert and chums - contemporaries of Duran Duran, yet disappeared without a murmur for several years:

Next, a man whose career began a whole decade later, yet has carved himself a niche in the public consciouness as an "eccentric treasure". Our "gang" is hoping to get to see the new Wes Anderson movie The French Dispatch some time soon, and Mr Cocker's contribution to the soundtrack is here accompanied by an animated video directed by none other than Mr Anderson himself!

Taking a little diversion from the "oldies-but-goodies", here's a beautiful little number from Italy that rather tickled my fancy, both in its original form...

...and in this remix by the omnipresent HiFi Sean:

Another band we've loved for decades is back on top form with this excellent choon:

And, finally, a world-beating team-up of Our Princess Kylie with a 21st century hit-maker - and a fab camp "Dynasty-meets-Taboo"-style video to go with it!

As ever, let me know your thoughts...

Saturday, 20 June 2020

Some people call it a one night stand, but we can call it paradise







Not only are the celebrations [after a fashion - it's not a particularly sunny day out there] afoot for Mid-Summer [peculiarly enough it's not actually Midsummer's Day, a date designated by the church, but the Mid-Summer solstice, but I digress...], but it's also the birthday today of another mixed bag of notables - including Olympia Dukakis, Errol Flynn, Nicole Kidman, Wendy Craig, Brian Wilson, Stephen Frears, Jacques Offenbach, John Goodman, Lillian Hellman, Martin Landau, Anne Murray, Mickie Most and Dolores "LaLa" Brooks of The Crystals, and...

...the lovely John Taylor of Duran Duran - who is (gulp) 60 years old!

I had such a massive crush on him when I was in my teens - I can almost smell the used tissues from here...

Apparently Mr Taylor has had a bit of a bad year, having spent some time in recovery after catching COVID-19, so we wish him the very best of health - while we wallow in one of the Durannies' most summery hits, featuring a shirtless Mr Taylor at his cutest:


You saw me standing by the wall
Corner of the main street
And the lights are flashing on your window sill
All alone ain't much fun
So you're looking for the thrill
And you know just what it takes and where to go

Don't say a prayer for me now
Save it 'til the morning after
No, don't say a prayer for me now
Save it 'til the morning after

Feel the breeze deep on the inside
Look you down into your well
If you can, you'll see the world in all his fire
Take a chance
Like all dreamers can't find another way
You don't have to dream it all, just live a day

Don't say a prayer for me now
Save it 'til the morning after
No, don't say a prayer for me now
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after

Pretty looking road
Try to hold the rising floods that fill my skin
Don't ask me why I'll keep my promise
Melt the ice
And you wanted to dance so I asked you to dance
But fear is in your soul
Some people call it a one night stand
But we can call it paradise

Don't say a prayer for me now
Save it 'til the morning after
No, don't say a prayer for me now
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after


Many happy returns, Nigel John Taylor (born 20th June 1960)

Tuesday, 4 June 2019

So why don't you use it? Try not to bruise it



It's the start of "Pride Month" worldwide, and there's a flurry of milestones to be celebrated - not least the fact it is fifty years since the infamous Stonewall Riots in New York; it's also 50 years since the Campaign for Homosexual Equality (CHE) was founded in the UK, the 45th birthday of Gay Switchboard, and the 30th of the UK's Stonewall campaigning and lobbying organisation.

Also, fittingly, for today's "timeslip moment" we've been transported down to a year that has significant meaning to me - 1984, the year I came out. A milestone, indeed...

It's also the year of Torvill and Dean's "perfect ten", the IRA's attempted assassination of Maggie Thatcher and her government in the Brighton hotel bombing, the Bhopal disaster, the Bishop of Durham, Thomas the Tank Engine, the murder of WPC Yvonne Fletcher and the siege of the Libyan Embassy, Footloose, the miners' strike and Arthur Scargill, Diggi-Loo Diggi-Ley, Zola Budd, Robert Maxwell's takeover of The Mirror, the Michael Buerk BBC report on the famine in Ethiopia, Ghost Busters, the US crack cocaine "epidemic", Hezbollah, Hilda Murrell, the Tamil Tigers, Terms of Endearment, the Thames Barrier, Like a Virgin, privatisation of British Telecom, Starlight Express, the Sino-British Joint Declaration to transfer Hong Kong to China, Gremlins, Diego Maradona, the assassination of Indira Gandhi, Do They Know It's Christmas? and The Bill; the births of Prince Harry, Mark Zuckerberg, Katy Perry, Calvin Harris, Kelly Osbourne, the Apple Macintosh, Gareth Gates, Scarlett Johansson, Kim Jong-un, Avril Lavigne, Tetris, Burkina Faso and Cirque du Soleil; and the deaths of Marvin Gaye, Tommy Cooper, Ethel Merman, Diana Dors, Richard Burton, Truman Capote, Count Basie, Johnny Weissmuller, James Mason, Arnold Ridley ("Private Godfrey" in Dad's Army), Sir John Betjeman, Leonard Rossiter, Jon-Erik Hexum, the halfpenny and Tit-Bits magazine.

In the news in June '84? British schools faced a shakeup as the O-level and CSE exams were replaced by the GCSE, the Indian government launched a military attack on the Golden Temple of Amritsar, and President Ronald Reagan visited Ireland; in the ascendant (literally) were Richard Branson's Virgin Atlantic Airways (with its maiden flight from Gatwick Airport to Newark), and Bruce Springsteen (who released the album Born in the U.S.A.); but we bade a very sad farewell to "national treasure" Eric Morecambe (whose funeral made the headlines). In our cinemas: Police Academy; Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom; Splash. On telly: Crimewatch, Leslie Crowther's The Price is Right and Cilla Black's Surprise Surprise.

...and what was in our charts this week thirty-five years ago [gulp!]? It was as if the world were calling to me "come out, come out, wherever you are!" - for in the Top 40 all at the same time were Frankie Goes to Hollywood Relax, I Want to Break Free by Queen, Smalltown Boy by Bronksi Beat, Sister Sledge, Bananarama and the Pointer Sisters, and in our Top Ten were Evelyn Thomas High Energy, Deniece Williams Let's Hear It For The Boy and Hazell Dean Searchin' (Gotta Find Me a Man)!

Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go by Wham was at #1, and also present and correct were The Smiths, Howard Jones, The Style Council, Spandau Ballet, Ultravox...

...and this one!


The reflex (flex, flex, flex)

You've gone too far this time
But I'm dancing on the valentine
I tell you somebody's fooling around
With my chances on the dangerline
I'll cross that bridge when I find it
Another day to make my stand
High time is no time for deciding
If I should find a helping hand

Why don't you use it?
Try not to bruise it
Buy time don't lose it

Why don't you use it?
Try not to bruise it
Buy time don't lose it

The reflex is an only child he's waiting by the park
The reflex is in charge of finding treasure in the dark
And watching over lucky clover isn't that bizarre
Every little thing the reflex does
Leaves you answered with a question mark

I'm on a ride and I want to get off
But they won't slow down the roundabout
I sold the Renoir and the TV set
Don't want to be around when this gets out

So why don't you use it?
Try not to bruise it
Buy time don't lose it

Saturday, 27 October 2018

Careless memories, indeed







Another scary birthday today, as we discover that the lovely Simon Le Bon is sixty years old! Lordy.

Never the prettiest one in Duran Duran (that was always John Taylor), nor the coolest (that was Nick Rhodes), nevertheless, it was Mr Le Bon's distinctive voice that carried the band through its ups and downs through the decades; and they are indeed survivors, celebrating forty years in the business this year!

Without further ado, let's wallow in just a soupçon of their fabulous back catalogue of hits...





Faboo!

Many happy returns, Simon John Charles Le Bon (born 27th October 1958).

Tuesday, 16 February 2016

Lipstick cherry all over the lens as she's falling



Timeslip moment again...

Our lovely DeLorean has dropped us off this week thirty-five years ago, to the heady days of proper dressing-up pop.

In the news in February 1981 were rumours that Prince Charles was to get engaged to Lady Diana Spencer (which he did later in the month), revelations about the crimes of the recently-arrested "Yorkshire Ripper" Peter Sutcliffe, the rise of the SDP (Social Democrats) with a wave of defections from the Labour Party, continued bombings and mayhem by the IRA, and the purchase of The Times and Sunday Times by Rupert Murdoch. On our tellies were The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Agony and the ill-fated Kate O'Mara "soap" Triangle (often referred to these days as the worst TV show ever). In cinemas: Flash Gordon, Nine to Five and Raging Bull.

In our charts: Adam and the Ants were at the height of their powers with no fewer than five singles in the Top 100; the country continued to mourn John Lennon, with Woman at No. 1 and Imagine still in the Top 10; and the notorious Shaddup You Face was about to replace Lennon at the top and thereby prevent the far more worthy Vienna by Ultravox from ever getting there. Elsewhere, Phil Collins, Blondie, Madness, Rainbow, Visage, Stray Cats, Yarborough & Peoples and Dire Straits held sway.

But waiting in the wings was this masterpiece by the very lovely Duran Duran - and I went absolutely mad for it!


See them walking hand in hand across the bridge at midnight
Heads turning as the lights flashing out it's so bright
Then walk right out to the fourline track
There's a camera rolling on her back, on her back
And I sense the rhythm humming in a frenzy all the way down her spine

Girls on film, girls on film, girls on film, girls on film

Lipstick cherry all over the lens as she's falling
In miles of sharp blue water coming in where she lies
The diving man's coming up for air cause the crowd all love pulling dolly by the hair, by the hair
And she wonders how she ever got here as she goes under again

Girls on film (two minutes later), girls on film
Girls on film (got your picture), girls on film

Wider baby smiling you just made a million
Fuses pumping live heat twisting out on a wire
Take one last glimpse into the night I'm touching close I'm holding bright, holding tight
Give me shudders in a whisper take me up till I'm shooting a star

Girls on film (she's more than a lady), girls on film
Girls on film (two minutes later), girls on film
Girls on film (see you together), girls on film
Girls on film (see you later), girls on film
Girls on film (what ya doing), girls on film


PS Happy 55th birthday today to the Durannies' original guitarist Mr Andy Taylor!

Tuesday, 10 November 2015

Música pop



Remarkably, it's not such a huge gap between posts showcasing the "newer" music that has caught my ear of late.

Significantly not featured is that godawful rubbish that passes for the new Bond theme (not that I would ever feature that whining tit Sam Smith), nor Adele's new one (just too dreary, dear - and every time she sings "Hello", the world responds "Is it me you're looking for?" Obviously), nor anything by the latest boy-craze Years & Years (they have the misfortune of always reminding me of Lana del Rey. That's. Not. Good.). In fact, nothing that is any serious danger of getting into what laughingly passes for "the charts" these days...

Getting the serious(ish) stuff out of the way, it is Remembrance Day tomorrow (Her Maj and her politicos having already laid the wreaths at the official ceremony last Sunday). Here, remembering in appropriate fashion an even earlier conflict than those traditionally marked on this day (the Boer Wars in South Africa), here's Kid Kasio and the remarkable Kodo Song:


I must admit, the news that Our Princess Kylie is releasing a Christmas album left a bit of sick in my mouth. The announcement that she was duetting with "the poor man's Christopher Biggins" James Corden sent shivers down my spine... However, from that album, their cover of Yazoo's fantabulosa Only You (actually it's more a cover of the cover by The Flying Pickets, if truth be told) is not too unbearable:


Lightening the mood somewhat, our very favourite funksters du jour Le Grind have come up with the goods again... With (remarkably) a dance-off in a workmen's club, and a sassy dressing-down from Miss Reyna to boot (let's face it, who would mess with her?!), here's Pillow Talk:


This left-field little dance number - despite its singularly odd video - gets right under one's skin after a while. It's Catz 'n' Dogz and Get It Right. Indeed:


Speaking of catchy - how about (possibly) the world's first funky-chicken-puppet-dance number? Courtesy of Format:B, here's Chunky:


Terrifyingly, it is thirty-five years since Girls on Film rocketed the Durannies to stardom - and they show no signs of stopping! From their new album Paper Gods, here are the boys themselves, Duran Duran, with Pressure Off (featuring the lovely Janelle Monáe and that ever-so-busy-man Nile Rodgers):


One of our constant favourite electro-pop-meisters Little Boots should work in my office. She, unlike many people I encounter in the daily grind, knows how to Get Things Done!


And, finally... this one falls rather into the "so bad, it's good" category of low camp. It's not only a cover of the most unintentionally hilarious Hi-NRG band of the 80s Modern Talking's You're My Heart, You're My Soul, but it also features a (ahem) full-figured singer in an inappropriate space-peplum, the most second-rate rapper since the heyday of 2-Unlimited, some very bored hipster-queens in boas and somebody's aunties pretending to be robots. Could Lian Ross and Big Daddi be more tacky-tastic?!


As always, enjoy - and let me know what you think!

Wednesday, 12 March 2014

Shake up the picture the lizard mixture



Timeslip moment again - and once more (as will be my wont on regular occasions throughout this year) we return to those heady New Romantic, big-shouldered, big-haired days of 1984 - and to this very week thirty years ago when there was such as thing as "Duran-mania"...

...and when lyrics such as these were perfectly acceptable.

It is, of course, Duran Duran and New Moon On Monday:


Shake up the picture the lizard mixture
With your dance on the eventide
You got me coming up with answers
All of which I deny

I said it again
But could I please rephrase it
Maybe I can catch a ride
I couldn't really put it much plainer
But I'll wait till you decide
Send me your warning siren
As if I could ever hide
Last time La Luna

I light my torch and wave it for the
New moon on Monday
And a fire dance through the night
I stayed the cold day with a lonely satellite
New moon on Monday
And a fire dance through the night
I stayed the cold day with a lonely satellite

Breaking away with the beast of both worlds
A smile that you can't disguise
Every minute I keep finding
Clues that you leave behind
Save me from these reminders
As if I'd forget tonight
This time La Luna

New moon on Monday
And a fire dance through the night
(Fire dance through the night)
I stayed the cold day with a lonely satellite
(I light my torch and wave it for the)
New moon on Monday
And a fire dance through the night
(Fire dance through the night)
I stayed the cold day with a lonely satellite.


I love the 80s!

Duran Duran official website

Saturday, 9 June 2012

Voices, another sound, can you hear me now?



This day is a special birthday for a special man in my life. For none other than Nick Rhodes is fifty years old today! [Oh. My. God.]

In his day Mr Rhodes was, in my opinion, one of the coolest men on the planet. His radical manipulation of his own appearance kept him as the focus of my attention despite the obvious media interest in the pretty Duran Duran "frontmen" Simon Le Bon and John Taylor. In those pioneering days of New Romantic synth-pop, whoever ruled the keyboard ruled the music - and Nick Rhodes was in charge there. And as stylish trend-setters of that type in the early 80s go, his only serious rivals were the likes of Steve Strange, David Sylvian and Pete Murphy.

As I said in my blog for Simon Le Bon's birthday in 2011:
Often unkindly regarded as the "uncool" end of the New Romantic explosion (in my opinion merely because they hailed from Birmingham rather than trendy London, Manchester or Liverpool), Duran Duran are nonetheless one of the most successful of the bands who emerged from the dressing-up era of the early 80s, selling more than 100 million records to date.

Furthermore, unlike their contemporaries (rivals?) Spandau Ballet the band has survived (in several incarnations, admittedly) as a unit ever since their foundation, and certainly never crossed over into the Phil Collins/Lionel Ritchie/"adult contemporary" music market like Spandau did with the execrable True...

I have always had a soft spot for the Durannies, all the way from from Planet Earth right through to All You Need is Now. I saw them live at Sophia Gardens in Cardiff on the "Careless Memories" tour back in 1981, and had I the money (and had Simon's vocal chords not collapsed after a virus halfway through) I would have loved to see them again on their recent tour.
Certainly, it was this video for the Durannies debut Planet Earth that sent me scuttling off to the charity shops all those years ago to buy frills, bows, baggy shirts and headbands (and hairspray!). This was my "look" for quite a while (I still haven't properly grown out of it!) - and yes, we did dance like those two cool kids in the background...


Only came outside to watch night fall with the rain
I heard you making patterns rhyme like
Some new romantic looking for the TV sound
I'll see you're right some other time love

Look now look all around there's no sign of life
Voices, another sound, can you hear me now? This is Planet Earth
You're looking at Planet Earth
Bop bop bop bop bop bop bop bop this is Planet Earth

My head is stuck on something precious let me know
If you're coming down to land, is there
Anybody out there trying to get through
My eyes so cloudy I can't see you

Look now look all around there's no sign of life
Voices, another sound, can you hear me now? This is Planet Earth
You're looking at Planet Earth
Bop bop bop bop bop bop bop bop this is Planet Earth

Look now look all around there's no sign of life
Voices, another sound, can you hear me now? This is Planet Earth
You're looking at Planet Earth
Bop bop bop bop bop bop bop bop this is Planet Earth
Bop bop bop bop bop bop bop bop calling Planet Earth
Bop bop bop bop bop bop bop bop looking at Planet Earth
Bop bop bop bop bop bop bop bop this is Planet Earth


Nick Rhodes, we salute you!


Happy Birthday indeed.

Duran Duran official website

Wednesday, 28 December 2011

The great musical round-up 2011



OK, It's that time of year when all thoughts turn to trying to remember what music "rocked our boats" during the last twelve months.

To that end, here are (in no particular order) the Dolores Delargo Towers Top Twenty Songs of 2011!

Let us open with the very cool Eastman ft Neve - Greedy Eyes, from July:


Even cooler, Jessica 6 - White Horse, from March:


Herr Styler - Snow in Paris was toast of the town here at the Towers in January:


The beautiful Sound of Arrows - Nova, first featured here in April:


A very welcome return for a gay pioneer, Darren Hayes - Black Out The Sun (here in its remixed form), from September:



Speaking of gay, gay, gay - the anthem that never was, Sir Ari Gold featuring LaBelle's Sarah Dash - Sparkle, featured here in September:


Duran Duran - Girl Panic was a fantabulosa return to form for a long-standing favourite group in November:


Continuing the theme of "welcome returns", Mari Wilson - O.I.C, released earlier in the year, was a discovery here in December:


Not something I am proud of, but I still love Selena Gomez - Love You Like A Love Song, from September:


The sleaze-tastic Traci Lords - Last Drag, from November:


A song that was shockingly ignored by everyone, Beth Ditto - I Wrote the Book, from February:


For once my taste and that of the great unwashed collided, as Example - Changed the Way You Kiss Me became the big chart-topper of the summer, featured here first in March:


A chart could not really be a chart without at least one from the UK's "great white hope": Adele - Rolling in the Deep, as featured here way back in January:


One of my fave discoveries of the year, The Young Professionals ft Uriel Yekutiel - D.I.S.C.O, from July:


The magnificent Will Young - Jealousy, returned to our arms in style in August:


A song (and an artist) that is indeed very popular round here, Eric Saade - Popular, who wuz robbed at Eurovision in May:


Speaking of "we wuz robbed", our own Euro-contender Blue - I Can, was first revealed here in March:


A close contender, and thus in the Top Three, is Martin Solveig ft Dragonette - Hello, featured here in January:


Snapping at the heels of the top slot is the anthem of our last holiday in Spain: Luciana - I'm Still Hot, which I first played on our return in February but seems to have been around for the whole year (including the infamous Betty White version):


And finally, there has to be a winner, and so at Number 1 is (of course) the irresistible Sak Noel - Loca People, which first featured here in September, and has been buzzing round our eardrums ever since:


There will be plenty of omissions, and songs that have completely slipped the memory no doubt, but that is the nature of any Top Twenty.

However, as always, enjoy!!

Tuesday, 8 November 2011

Girls. Film. Pop.



Time once more for some new musical discoveries...

And first, the exciting news - it's here!!! At last - after 30 years, Duran Duran have released the sequel to Girls on Film!

Seriously, folks, here's the video we've all been waiting for. Hot off the press today, it's Girl Panic (featuring a coterie of supermodels and the occasional fleeting glimpse of the boys themselves):


How do you follow that extravaganza? How about something rude and shouty? It's the outest-of-out gays Cazwell in more of a battle than a duet with the kinky Peaches, and the fab Unzip Me:


Taking more than a little inspiration from the heady pumpin' sounds of early 90s house music - and with a suitably funny retro video (taking the piss out of breakfast TV of those days) to boot - here's The 2 Bears with Bear Hug:


We at Dolores Delargo Towers always welcome the return of a reformed slut to the musical world. And of course, former porn star turned John Waters muse Miss Traci Lords fits the bill perfectly - thanks again to Mike over at Pop Trash Addicts for the heads-up, here's a preview of her new single Last Drag.

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And to conclude this musical melange, here's a house favourite band the (rather cute) Sound of Arrows, with their latest, Wonders. Wonderful!


As ever, enjoy!

Thursday, 27 October 2011

You don't let it show



Continuing the theme of early 80s nostalgia that is pervading my consciousness at the moment, let us wish many happy returns to Mr Simon John Charles Le Bon, 53 today!

Often unkindly regarded as the "uncool" end of the New Romantic explosion (in my opinion merely because they hailed from Brum rather than trendy London, Manchester or Liverpool), Duran Duran are nonetheless one of the most successful of the bands who emerged from the dressing-up era of the early 80s, selling more than 100 million records to date.

Furthermore, unlike their contemporaries (rivals?) Spandau Ballet the band has survived (in several incarnations, admittedly) as a unit ever since their foundation, and certainly never crossed over into the Phil Collins/Lionel Ritchie/"adult contemporary" music market like Spandau did with the execrable True...

I have always had a soft spot for the Durannies, all the way from from Planet Earth right through to All You Need is Now. I saw them live at Sophia Gardens in Cardiff on the "Careless Memories" tour back in 1981, and had I the money (and had Simon's vocal chords not collapsed after a virus halfway through) I would have loved to see them again on their recent tour.

As a keen gossip fan I have always been entranced by Simon's (25-year!) relationship with the glamorous Yasmin, his society parties, his fascination with yachts, and also by his choices of musical collaborators (including the very impressive would-be porn star Warren Cuccurullo [try Googling his pics and videos!]).

Mr Le Bon is indeed one of the few 80s pop stars to manage the transition to "pillar of musical society" without scandal, backlash or controversy - happy birthday to a truly influential man!

“We want to be the band to dance to when the bomb drops.” - Simon Le Bon


Facts about Simon Le Bon:
  • His is not a stage name; Simon's family (like my own) is from French Huguenot stock.
  • As a child, he appeared in a non-speaking role in a Persil advert.
  • He contributed an essay to the book The Atheist's Guide to Christmas.
  • He maintains it’s an ‘urban myth’ that he nearly drowned while making the video for Wild Boys.
  • His children are called Saffron Sahara, Amber Rose Tamara and Tallulah Pine.

Duran Duran official website

Thursday, 6 January 2011

Pick of the Pops this week



After the sad couple of blogs recently (RIP Gerry Rafferty and Mick Karn), I think we are overdue a little jollying-up in this New Year.

So how about a brand new Dolores Delargo Towers "Pick of the Pops" for this first week of 2011..?

First up, a rather summery collaboration between the French DJ Antoine Clamaran and Spanish trashy club queen Soraya. Perfect for dreaming about our holiday in Spain in a month's time...


Next, one that I heard last month but is rather growing on me - the new one from Duran Duran:


Now here is a real treat - one of the BBC's lauded new talents of 2011 to look out for. Laydeez and Gentlemen, I give you the powerful tonsils of Mr James Blake!


Then of course there is this very bizarre effort from Mr Sam Sparro, who I think may have been inhaling a bit too much of that day-glo makeup...


And finally, one from the archives, yet most welcome to brighten up our day. Ex-Alcazar singer and all-round camp icon Miss (unpronounceable) Annikafiore!