Showing posts with label Sinead O'Connor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sinead O'Connor. Show all posts

Saturday, 18 April 2026

Nothing compares


One of our new acquisitions, Salvia Salgoon Lake George, looking gorgeous in the sunshine [click to embiggen]

It has been another beautiful Spring day and, needless to say, I spent most of it in the extensive gardens here at Dolores Delargo Towers: I built another set of display shelves [as you can see in the background of the photo above], potted-on another load of small plants into bigger pots, created the first of what will be a number of window box/wall-pot displays, and did load of general pottering besides. Very satisfying.

Meanwhile, I have just been reminded by Sean Keaveny on Radio 2 that it will be ten years next week since the force of nature that was Prince ascended the glittering (purple, of course) stairway to Fabulon. I think a little tribute is in order...

The archetypal flamboyant icon of mid-80s to mid-90s pop [alongside Queen Madge, of course], he evolved from the shadow of his idol Rick James into the mega-successful, adored superstar whose death was so widely mourned across the globe. He was not merely a performer, singer and musician, however; he was a brilliant songwriter, too.

And, by way of a tribute to his genius, here are several examples of how his compositions became massive hits for other people:

First up, the one that always makes me cry...

...lightening the mood somewhat, a clutch of much more uplifting choons...

...the classic - here featuring an artist who shares a birthday with The Purple One, Sir Tom Jones (Tom Jones)...

...and finally, the man himself:

Prince Rogers Nelson (7th June 1958 – 21st April 2016)

Wednesday, 26 July 2023

Like a bird without a song

RIP, Sinéad O'Connor (8th December 1966 – 26th July 2023).

Just 56 years of age. I am genuinely in shock.

Thursday, 7 June 2018

Meet me in another world, space and joy



Lordy - sixty years ago today, the much-missed Prince Rogers Nelson was born!

The archetypal flamboyant icon of mid-80s to mid-90s pop [alongside Queen Madge, of course], he evolved from the shadow of his idol Rick James into the mega-successful, adored superstar whose death was so widely mourned across the globe. He was not merely a performer, singer and musician, however; he was a brilliant songwriter, too.

And, by way of a tribute to his genius, here are several examples of how his compositions became massive hits for other people:

First up, the one that always makes me cry...


...lightening the mood somewhat, a clutch of much more uplifting choons...



...the classic - here featuring an artist who shares a birthday with The Purple One, Sir Tom Jones (Tom Jones)...


...and finally, the man himself:


Prince (7th June 1958 – 21st April 2016)

Sunday, 3 March 2013

Gonna find out how many tears ten dollars can buy



This weekend, BBC4 has been paying a very welcome tribute to possibly the greatest British female vocalist ever, Miss Dusty Springfield.

Here is the great lady's final TV appearance (on Jools Holland's show) - with none other than Alison Moyet and Sinead O'Connor as her backing vocalists, to remind us of what an immense loss she was to music.

It's a brilliant performance - Where's A Woman To Go?:


Maybe he was wrong, maybe I wasn't right
Whatever the reason I'm on my own tonight
He's gone his way and I've gone mine
Well I bet you hear that story all the time

Well, sometimes your friends ain't always available
To pick you up when you're feelin' down, down, down, oh
My daddy would die if he knew his baby
Was seekin' refuge in a little ol' bar across town

So tell me where is a woman to go?
When she's feelin' low and all she wants to do
Is feel a little better
Tell me where is a woman to go?
When she's feelin' low and all she wants to do
Is feel a little better

Hey, bartender, honey gimme change for a ten-dollar bill
Bring it back as a stack of quarters, if you will
'Cause I'm gonna play every song on your jukebox that makes me cry
Gonna find out how many tears ten dollars can buy, oh
Gonna find out how many tears ten dollars can buy

Tell me where is a woman to go?
When she's feelin' low and all she wants to do
Is feel a little better
Tell me where is a woman to go?
When she's feelin' low and all she wants to do
Is feel a little better.


RIP Dusty (16th April 1939 – 2nd March 1999)

Read my previous tributes to Dusty Springfield

Thursday, 8 December 2011

Tell me baby where did I go wrong?



"I don't do anything in order to cause trouble. It just so happens that what I do naturally causes trouble. I'm proud to be a troublemaker."

Many happy returns to Miss Sinead O'Connor, singer, songwriter, anti-war campaigner and all-round fruit-loop, who celebrates her 45th birthday today - apparently by getting married to husband number four!

The lady has never been very far from the headlines over the years - for ripping up a photo of the Pope on live TV in the US, for refusing to perform if the American anthem was played, then later for being ordained as a priest in a weirdo offshoot of the self-same Catholic church she so decried...

Yet despite many hiccups in her professional and public career, and many hit-and-miss musical ones too (her latest project is a foray into reggae of all things!) Miss O'Connor remains forever etched on my consciousness - if only for the one song that is guaranteed to make even a hard-bitten bitch such as yours truly cry, Nothing Compares 2 U:


Pass the hankies...

Changing the mood somewhat, Miss O'Connor (and Alison Moyet!) also notably provided backing vocals for this most memorable of appearances by Miss Dusrty Springfield (her last) on Jools Holland's show back in 1995. Sublime.


Happy birthday to a unique talent!

Sinead O'Connor on Wikipedia