Showing posts with label Micah McLaurin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Micah McLaurin. Show all posts

Saturday, 25 July 2026

Classix Nouveaux?

As I gather myself to go and meet up with Hils, Crog, Madam Arcati [who is heading from work] and Mother to go and gawp at a cornucopia of the late HM The Queen's outfits over the decades of her long life, I thought I would leave you, dear reader, with another selection of "newer" choons that have caught my ear of late...

First up, the very welcome - and unexpected - return of an old fave from the 1990s:

Here's someone who owes a great musical debt to another decade altogether - the '80s. Shades of Depeche Mode, methinks:

Now, this is a queen who just adores his dressing up box (and Troye Sivan, too, from the sound of it):

MySpace's most successful "discovery" is back - with a darker tone than her previous hits, too. It takes a couple of listens, but I like it:

Our Princess returns, in a most surprising collaboration, indeed. More surprising was that this appearance, and this entire video, was shot just down the road from us in Alexandra Palace - and we didn't know... Dammit!

I was fully expecting Kylie to occupy the "saving the best to last" slot - and then I watched/heard this! It's simply faboo:

As ever, I'd love to hear your thoughts...

Sunday, 29 September 2024

Mix it up!

"A blustery day", said Pooh. The wind is bringing the bastard Sycamore* keys down like a blizzard upon the extensive gardens here at Dolores Delargo Towers today. I could weep at the encroaching blanket of evilness that's subsuming all our lovely plants...

Never mind, eh? How about a little selection of the "newer" music that has caught my ear of late to take our minds off it?

Let's kick off, shall we, with an "Elton John lookey-likey" throwing a tantrum? It's rather catchy, actually...

Take a bit of Kazaky, mix it with a touch of Trans-X Living On Video, add a bitch on heat, and what do you get? This!

Speaking of "on heat"... Call him slut? Call him whore? OK then, I will!

Bringing a bit of much-needed class into the proceedings after all that lascivious behaviour, something jazzy and joyful:

Something a bit mysterious from Austria:

And finally - saving the best for last, another absolute banger from Our Princess Kylie!!

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

[*I just found out that in the You-Ess-Ay, "Sycamore" is used to describe what we know as Plane trees, and over there this benighted batard weed is referred to as "Sycamore Maple".

"We have really everything in common with America nowadays except, of course, language." - Oscar Wilde]