Showing posts with label Ja Zuster Nee Zuster. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ja Zuster Nee Zuster. Show all posts

Wednesday, 7 August 2019

Het regent mannen



Yesterday was somewhat disrupted, not only by the seemingly constant presence of the builder doing our gutters, but - particularly in the evening, and latterly, overnight - by the rain. Bearing in mind that the gutters and the downpipes are not currently connected, this is somewhat noisy...

Hey ho.

Good news - we're off to Braintree Manor to stay with the boys this afternoon, and we fly tomorrow at gawd-knows-why-so-early-but-it's-cheap-time tomorrow morning from Stansted - to Amsterdam!

We're ready for any kind of weather, in the company of the lovely cast of the bizarre Ja Zuster, Nee Zuster, a Dutch musical movie we've been raving about for years:


[...and if you want to see more of the delightful male lead parading around in his tighty-whiteys - here you go!]

Wednesday, 9 August 2017

Niet in mijn oren prikke*



I know I only kicked off the countdown this morning, but here's something that's not merely in the true spirit of our favourite city, but also has the added benefit of a "totty of the day" as well!

It's doubtful many people would pay much attention to a song about pigeons - but with its singer Waldemar Torenstra, this is a sight for sore eyes...


I do hope we encounter something like that on our travels.

["Do not peck my ears" in Dutch. Apparently.]

Tuesday, 31 May 2016

Drives me crazy



We're back from a splendid long weekend break in leafy Essex, during which we traversed through garden centres and nurseries up and down the county (and have come back with an impressive haul of goodies for the extensive gardens here at Dolores Delargo Towers, to boot) - including the incredibly floral Bourne Brook Nurseries, specialists in one of our favourite flowers, the Fuchsia. And we know a song about them!

Fuch-Fuch-Fuchsia (from Ja Zuster, Nee Zuster):


That makes up for missing a "Tacky Music Monday", methinks...

While we were away, the "soap opera" that is likely to be the subject of a tabloid feeding frenzy for a few months to come - The Johnny Depp Divorce - took off; almost as vicious was the growing spat between pro- and anti-Europe campaigners; the horror of refugee boat disasters made sombre reading; men's clothier Austin Reed joined British Home Stores on the bankruptcy list; Andy Sturgeon won "Best Show Garden" at the Chelsea Flower Show; and the ban on so-called "legal highs" came into force, but poppers (which was originally on the list) got a reprieve.

The Proms in the Park 2016 performers were announced, including Michael Ball, Alfie Boe, Juan Diego Flórez, James Galway, The Feeling, Rick Astley(!) and All Saints. I hope this isn't the final line-up for September's event - nice as they were back in the '90s, the All Saints girls don't seem like a headline act to me! I have my suspicions that Auntie Beeb has yet to reveal everything...



And finally - we also missed celebrating the 55th birthday of the once-upon-a-time-gorgeous Roland Gift, a man who really stirred my loins back in the '80s! Let's make amends, with one of his band Fine Young Cannibals' greatest hits - She Drives Me Crazy:


I can't stop the way I feel
Things you do don't seem real.
Tell me what you've got in mind,
'Cause we're running out of time.
Won't you ever set me free?
This waiting 'round's killing me.

She drives me crazy like no one else.
She drive me crazy, and I can't help myself.

I can't get any rest,
People say I'm obsessed.
Everything you say is lies,
But to me that's no surprise.
What I had for you was true.
Things go wrong, they always do.

She drives me crazy like no one else.
She drive me crazy, and I can't help myself.

Tell me what you've got in mind,
'Cause we're running out of time.
Won't you ever set me free?
This waiting 'round's killing me.

She drives me crazy like no one else.
She drive me crazy, and I can't help myself.

I won't make it on my own.
No one likes to be alone.

She drives me crazy like no one else.
She drives me crazy, and I can't help myself.
She drives me crazy like no one else.


Tell you what drives me crazy - I'm back to work tomorrow. Dammit.

Tuesday, 5 August 2008

Met U onder een paraplu

Apparently it might rain while we're in Amsterdam next weekend, but who cares? - I guess we'll just have to sing, sing, sing...


Ja Zuster, Nee Zuster