Showing posts with label Lawrence Welk Show. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lawrence Welk Show. Show all posts

Monday, 20 December 2021

Hoop-dee-doo, hoop-dee-doo, I hear a polka and my troubles are through


[For IDV]

With so much time taken up by preparing what to wear for, actually getting to (in the middle of a tube strike), being fabulous at, and recovering from Our Sally's birthday gathering on Saturday night, this last weekend before the dreaded Tinsel-time flew by even quicker than usual! Hey ho - at least I only have two cards to send, as (hopefully, threatened Omicron-panic-lockdown permitting) we'll be seeing Mother in the bit in-between, and the rest of the present exchanges can wait till New Year's Eve when (again, hopefully) we'll be hosting our first party since 2019.

Just one more week in work to go before all that, however - and to wake us up on this Tacky Music Monday, I've found something completely cheesy that fits the bill!

Far to chirpy for this early in the morning, but at least I'm awake now...

Hoop-dee-doo, hoop-dee-doo
I hear a polka and my troubles are through
Hoop-dee-doo, hoop-dee-dee
This kind of music is like heaven to me
Hoop-dee-doo, hoop-dee-doo
Has got me higher than a kite
Hand me down my soup and fish
I am gonna get my wish
Hoop-dee-doin' it tonight

When there's a trombone playin'
I get a thrill, I always will
When there's a concertina stretched about a mile
I always smile 'cause that's my style
When there's a fiddle in the middle
Oh, it really is a riddle how he plays a tune so sweet
Plays a tune so sweet that I could die
Lead me to the floor and hear me yell for more
'Cause I'm a hoop-dee-doin' kind of guy

(Hoop-dee-doo), hoop-dee-doo
(Hoop-dee-doo), hoop-de-doo
(I hear a polka and my troubles are through)
Ha, ha, ha
(Hoop-dee-doo), hoop-dee-doo
(Hoop-dee-dee) hoop-de-dee
(This kind of music is like heaven to me)

Oh, hoop-dee-doo (hoop-hee-doo)
Hoop-dee-doo (hoop-Dee-Doo)
Has got me higher than a kite
Hand me down my soup and fish
I am gonna get my wish
Hoop-dee-doin' it tonight

(When there's a trombone playin')
Ah, ha, ha, ha
(He gets a thrill)
I get a thrill, I always will
(He always will)
(When there's a concertina stretched about a mile
I always smile (You'll see him smile)
'Cause that's my style (Oh, that's his style)
When there's a fiddle in the middle
Oh, it really is a riddle how he plays a tune so sweet
(Plays a tune so sweet that we could die)
Ah, yes lead me to the floor and hear me yell for more
'Cause I'm a hoop-dee-doin' kind of guy

Ooooh, hoop-dee-doo, hoop-dee-doo
It's got us higher than a kite
They're in clover, we're in bloom
When we're dancin' give us room
Hoop-de-doin' it with all of our might
Rain may fall and snow may come
Nothin's gonna stop us from
Hoop-dee-doin' it
Hoop-dee-doin' it

Hoop-dee-doin' it tonight

Classic lyrics.

Have a good week, dears.

Monday, 1 April 2019

Let this fool rush in



Ooh, it's all happening at the moment - on Saturday night/Sunday morning our clocks went forward, meaning that we are now in British Summer Time (yay! - shame the temperatures have dipped ten degrees since Saturday); yesterday was Mothers' Day; and today, the world's assorted pranksters/cynical marketing types have embraced April Fool's Day with a vengeance:Groan.

After all that jocularity, here's an appropriate number for this Tacky Music Monday:

[2022 UPDATE: Video has gone from the interwebs - click here for a clip]

We're not closing with just the Lawrence Welk Show and that cheesy bloke wearing ridiculous clothing, however - not when it's the late, great Miss Debbie Reynolds' birthday... In this clip, she's introduced by Liberace, surrounded by safety gays, high-kicking and wielding a tambourine like a scimitar - of course she's going to get the last word!


Mary Frances "Debbie" Reynolds (1st April 1932 – 28th December 2016)

Thursday, 6 August 2015

Trying to forget



Another week, another Tube strike. It's miserable weather out there, too, just to add to the mood.

Knowing what the transport chaos was like last time this happened, I expect I'll end up heading to work on foot. To "gee me along", here's a baffling interpretation of an appropriate song.

Why are there three pianists? Why are they wearing flower pots on their head? Questions, questions...

Just walking in the rain
Getting soaking wet
Torturing my heart
By trying to forget


[2019 UPDATE: This particular song is gone from the interwebs - so you'll just have to make do with another cheesy rain-related number from Mr Welk's show instead:]

Monday, 1 April 2013

With all the frills upon it



It is the final day of the Easter long weekend - and to celebrate the last of four consecutive days away from the grindstone, on this Tacky Music Monday we turn to the cheesy world of the Lawrence Welk Show to provide us with a spectacular Easter Parade...


The Lawrence Welk Show