Hark! What's that? Oh fuck - the carol singers are here...
...from the East come some "wise men" with a paean to 2020:
...and finally, the sweetest carol of all...
Bah Humbug, one and all!
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Thursday, 24 December 2020
Sunday, 17 May 2020
Socially-distanced Euro-madness
We're nothing if not troupers, our gang! Despite the limitations and frustrations of watching the telly with sound turned down and only one person's telly playing the audio, fifteen of us convened last night via Zoom for the whole marathon four-and-a-half hours of Eurovision-themed broadcasting, including Graham Norton's Eurovision: Come Together [which featured a selection of past Eurovision winners who were then subject to a vote from the public for the best ever; Abba's Waterloo won, unsurprisingly], the "official" trans-European broadcast Europe Shine a Light [which gave a snippet of every one of the 41 entries who would have been featured in this year's cancelled contest - with sarky commentary from Mr Norton again, as is traditional - plus appearances from Johnny Logan, Mans Zelmerlöw and many many more, remote sing-a-longs and a huge smattering of shmaltz], followed by the much more tongue-in-cheek A to Z of Eurovision hosted by Rylan Clark-Neil [which took an irreverent "sideways" look at the madness that is the secret of why we all love the contest so].
A helluva lot of alcohol, bitching about the performers and general merriment ensued...
Of the acts-that-missed-out this year [and none of the songs are permitted to be re-entered next year according to the rules, even if some of the acts may return], not many caught our ear - apart from these...
And the one that we, and the bookies, predicted might well have won it:
We all did THAT dance in our living-rooms...
Roll on next year - if this pandemic shit is indeed over by then - when the Eurovision Song Contest proper is set to (finally) be hosted in Rotterdam (where it was supposed to be yesterday)!
Tuesday, 20 August 2019
I got it from my Daddy
Ooh! Haven't done of these posts in ages...
...how about a little selection of some of the "newer" tracks we have stumbled upon of late here at Dolores Delargo Towers?
First up, a subversive Russian band with a remarkable back catalogue of songs with titles such as Dead Unicorn , Big Dick and Everyday I’m Drinking, and then - this one! Love it...
How to follow that? With a song with lyrics such as this, of course:
I could not believe it, could not believe my eyes
The thing that I saw down there, down between your thighs
I can see it over, and over again
Rover at dollar, holy broke the skin
If I turn it over, would you make it work
When you plug it in, will you dig the dirt?
Lightening the tone somewhat, some very odd French people:
Something usually to be avoided at all costs - the crabs...
And finally... something that completely defies all description:
Phew!
As ever, dear reader - let me know your thoughts...
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