Showing posts with label Mary Wilson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mary Wilson. Show all posts

Tuesday, 9 February 2021

Supreme to the end

Unexpected and sad news - Miss Mary Wilson, legendary co-founder of The Supremes, and quite likely the feistiest of all of 'em, has shimmied off to Fabulon. A trouper of the first order, her battles with Motown big-wigs, the music industry in general, and, of course, Miss Ross have been well-documented - and, having celebrated her 60th year in the music business in 2019, even as recent as this week she announced that she was working on releasing new solo material.

I have, of course, paid myriad tributes to Mary and the girls - with and without the saintly Diana - over the years so, by way of a tribute, I have dug out a real rarity. A song written by the great Northern-Soul-turned-Hi-NRG maestro DJ Ian Levine (apparently about one of his own bitter break-ups), this fabulously camp number sounds like it was written for her - and should have been a huge hit, in my opinion! Take it away, Mary...

Facts:

  • In the late 60s she had a torrid affair with our very own Tom Jones - whose wife Linda, when she found out, threatened to cut his balls off!
  • After she walked away from the final iteration of The Supremes (following a concert at the Theatre Royal Drury Lane in London in 1977), Mary found it difficult to make a success of her solo recording career - a fact that wasn't helped when she signed with CEO Records in 1992, which promptly went bankrupt.
  • Bitter wrangling about fees and artistic control meant that, despite several attempts by all concerned, Miss Wilson never did reconcile with La Diana to join the "Supremes reunion tour" in 2000.
  • In 2009 she appeared on The Paul O'Grady Show - which ended in a special performance with her, Paul O'Grady and Graham Norton as "The Supremes". [I would kill for a video of that routine, but YouTube has no record of this extravaganza.]
  • In 2019, Mary was reunited with one of her gowns that was missing from her collection when a British vintage clothing store owner found one at a garage sale in France.
RIP Mary Wilson (6th March 1944 – 8th February 2021)

Friday, 6 March 2020

You better believe...



It's almost the end of another week, and thank heavens for that! It also happens to be the centenary of the influential director Lewis Gilbert (without whom we wouldn't have had classic movies such as Alfie, You Only Live Twice, The Spy Who Loved Me, Moonraker, Educating Rita or Shirley Valentine); other birthday celebrants include Frankie Howerd, Michelangelo, Stephen Schwartz, Kiki Dee, David Gilmour of Pink Floyd, Alan Davies, Dame Kiri Te Kanawa...

...and Mary Wilson (formerly) of the Supremes!

To get the party started with the appropriate level of sparkle, how about a little something from the later stages of the lady's career as part of that esteemed girl-group-sensation? Thank Disco It's Friday!


Have a great weekend, peeps!

Mary Wilson (born 6th March 1944)

Friday, 7 March 2014

Ride, ride, ride, ride



That was another tedious week (in spite of the fab Simon Callow: Being Shakespeare), and I am more relieved than normal it is over. We are in "consultation" (again!) about restructure/redundancies, I have been slogging away on another correspondence course for a professional qualification, and, in addition to that the day job has been just bleurrrgh...

"Thank Disco It's Friday" never seemed so appropriate - especially when it's in the company of yesterday's birthday girl Mary Wilson (70 years old!), the 1976 incarnation of The Supremes, a shitload of hairspray, chiffon and sequins, and their neglected funky classic (and one of Madam Arcati's favourites!) You're My Driving Wheel!


You're my driving wheel
Feels good, baby
You take me farther, ooh
Than I've been before
Ride, ride, ride, ride

You're my driving wheel
Feels so good , baby
Just one touch, ow, ooh
Opens up my door

You're the engine that keeps me running
You're the motor that keeps me coming
To the road that keeps on winding
Coming to the love, I keep on finding

Every time you touch me
Starts my motor running
I like the way you keep it humming
Keeps my motor running
I like the way you keep it humming

Hey, you're my driving wheel
You better believe it, baby
You take me farther, whoo
Than I've been before
Than I've been before, yeah

You're my driving wheel
My driving wheel, baby
Just one touch, ow
Opens up my door
Opens up my door

Ain't a road in life I can't travel
As long as I know you're there
Ain't no map, I can't unravel
As long as I know you care

Every time you touch me
Starts my motor running
I like the way you keep it humming
Keeps my motor running
I like the way you keep me humming, oh

You're my driving wheel
I can't hear ya now
You take me farther
Than I've been before
Than I've been before


Hope you have a great weekend - it's going to be sunny here, and I can't wait to get out in it!

Mary Wilson