Showing posts with label Tom Jones. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tom Jones. 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)

Sunday, 1 March 2026

Dydd Gŵyl Dewi Hapus!


The lovely "Tete-a-Tete" daffs in the extensive gardens here at Dolores Delargo Towers never fail to cheer us up

Happy St David's Day, dear reader!

Who better to celebrate it with than not one, but two, of Wales' greatest vocal sons, Bryn Terfel and the ever-lovely Tom Jones, reminiscing about their (our) shared homeland?

Aw, there's lovely, innit?

Saturday, 1 March 2025

Dydd Gŵyl Dewi Hapus!


Our daffs have been glowing in the sunshine today!

Happy Saint David's Day, dear reader!

It's been a beautiful day for the celebration of all things Welsh - and floral - and I have spent it fruitfully in the extensive gardens here at Dolores Delargo Towers. I've dug out and repotted a big Thalictrum and two hardy geraniums, pruned back a few more ferns, and redone the window box that had been ripped out and scattered everywhere by a bastard fox, pottering and tidying as I went along. Now I'm aching - but happy.

Speaking of things to cheer one's spirits - how about a bit [and I know which bit I'd have liked when he still looked like that!] of Sir Tom Jones, Tom Jones? Os gwelwch yn dda!

Fab-las!

Speaking of all things Welsh - "What's occurring?"

Well lush.

Tuesday, 16 August 2022

From Jones the Voice to the Queen of Pop

Suffice to say, we've come back from Essex buzzing with the memory of finally seeng the venerable Sir Tom Jones, Tom Jones live on stage - even at 81, he's still got it! It was a great concert, and a glorious venue. We loved it...

It's a busy old time at the moment, to boot - our weekend opened with a flying vist from Madam Arcati's niece Jen (who crashed one night with us as there was a train strike on Saturday, the day she had originally planned to travel to London for a festival with friends). Then Essex. Then, on our return, a meet-up for drinks with some old, old chums "The Utleys" whose wedding we went to a long, long time ago. Bubble (our nickname for Mrs U) fell pregnant soon after, with twins - those boys are eighteen now, and even bought us drinks [gulp]!

I'm trying to get some washing done - but may have to take it to the launderette to dry, as the UK's heatwave has broken, big-style, with the first downpours of rain for months! - because on Thursday at the crack'o'doom, we fly out to Amsterdam for a long weekend. YAY!

All this, and it is fellow Leo Our Glorious Leader Queen Madge's (64th) birthday today!

By way of a tribute, let's just have a few snippets from the great lady's long, long career, shall we?

Hop back thirty-five years, and we find this...

[As I said when I posted this @adecadeago: "Was I the only one who misheard the lyrics and thought she sang "young girls with eyes like potatoes"? Just sayin'..."]

Remarkably, this one's thirty years old this year:

Even this one is ten years old!

Many happy returns, Madonna Louise Ciccone (born 16th August 1958)!

64 facts about Madonna's career for her 64th birthday, courtesy of the Official Charts Company.

Saturday, 13 August 2022

You just leave it all up to me; I'll show you what it's all about


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Built by the first Earl of Suffolk, Lord Treasurer to James I, the Jacobean-style Audley End House is one of the most magnificent of its type in England.

And this fabulous location, dear reader, is where we will be this Sunday - for an open-air concert by the legend that is Sir Tom Jones, Tom Jones!

The excitement is building...

"Normal" service will resume on Monday (or Tuesday, depending how late we get back)...

Monday, 8 August 2022

Your knees start wiggling all over the place

Back to the madness of work again, more's the pity. However, I am counting down the days...

...for this weekend - which will be the start of a much-needed two-week break - as a gift for my birthday [which is this Wednesday; and for the first time ever I'm in work] from Baby Steve and Houseboy Alex, Madam Arcati and I will be going to see the legendary Sir Tom Jones live in concert in the grounds of the very swanky Audley End House!!

On this Tacky Music Monday, here is a most bizarre number from his prime-time telly show in the 1960s/70s that, to be honest, I hope isn't among the routines he performs for us next Sunday:

Just five more days in the office...

Have a good week, dear reader.

Wednesday, 20 October 2021

Thank you very, very, very much!

Another day, another new addition to Fabulon, the "Valhalla of the Stars" - the multi-talented Bea Lillie protégé, composer, lyricist and playwright Mr Leslie Bricusse.

Most famous for his long professional partnership with fellow "triple threat" Anthony Newley, the mass of "standards" in the great man's repertoire include Nina Simone's Feeling Good [a version of which I posted just the other day], What Kind of Fool Am I?, The Joker [used later as the theme song for Kath & Kim], The Candy Man and Pure Imagination from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, London Is London, A Wonderful Day Like Today, Talk to the Animals, Who Can I Turn To?...

...and these!

...and our "Gay Pride March" anthem, to boot!

RIP, Leslie Bricusse OBE (29th January 1931 – 19th October 2021)

Sunday, 7 June 2020

Tom Jones, Tom Jones





Back in the early 1960s, a certain Thomas John Woodward of Pontypridd "up the Rhondda" left the drudgery of life as a door-to-door vacuum cleaner salesman by day and rough "Teddy Boy" by night, singing in workmen's clubs in the Valleys with a local band Tommy Scott and the Senators, to become the purveyor of the biggest power-ballads in town - with top-selling hits on both sides of the Atlantic - in a remarkably short space of time indeed, thanks to tireless marketing by his manager Gordon Mills and the songwriting genius of Les Reed.

It helped of course, that Tom had, and still has, one of the most remarkable voices in the business. Superstars from Sinatra to his occasional chum Elvis heaped praise upon him. He sold out shows in Vegas, sang the title song for the Bond movie Thunderball, had his own television show that was top of the ratings in both the UK and in the US, and everyone from Ella Fitzgerald to Cher to Aretha to Dusty to Stevie Wonder to Mama Cass lined up to duet with him.

His lavish lifestyle hit the headlines almost as much as his career did - although he remained married to Linda for 56 years until her death in 2016, he was regularly "caught with his pants down" in a string of affairs (one of which bore a son, whose parentage Tom denied for decades). As a tax exile in Los Angeles in the 1970s, in a mansion previously owned by Dean Martin, his luxurious party lifestyle was the envy of millions in bankrupt, strike-hit Britain. Nevertheless, Tom Jones was "one of ours" and rightly became a bit of "national treasure". Nowadays he is as revered as ever, living back in London, still selling shed-loads of records, star of Royal celebrations and the festival circuit, and on prime-time telly as (on-off) judge on The Voice. Oh, and of course he was knighted by Her Maj in 2005...

We love him as much as the rest of Great Britain does, of course, and raise a glass on his 80th birthday to one of the best male singers this country has ever produced! [And to his incredible performing trousers as well...]







Many happy returns, Sir Tom Jones OBE (born Thomas John Woodward, 7th June 1940)


Footnote:

The reason we always refer to the great man in duplicate (as per the title of this very post) is due to this faboo tribute (of course)...


"I've never thrown my knickers at you." But many girls did...

Sunday, 1 March 2020

Dydd Gŵyl Dewi Hapus!


Daffodil Tête à Tête putting on a great show in the extensive gardens here at Dolores Delargo Towers.

It's Saint David's Day, dears - a day to celebrate all things Welsh, including cawl, daffs, leeks, male voice choirs, Welsh cakes, rugby, Dame Shirley Bassey, Christian Bale, Ivor Novello, Terry Jones, Taron Egerton, Roald Dahl, Ray Milland, Dylan Thomas, Catherine Zeta Jones, Sir Bryn Terfel, David Lloyd George, Dame Siân Phillips, Mary Quant, Dorothy Squires, Sir Richard Burton, Laura Ashley, Steve Strange, Russell T Davies, Jonathan Pryce, Timothy Dalton, Michael Sheen, Ruth Madoc, Sir Anthony Hopkins, Tommy Cooper, Molly Parkin, Sir Harry Secombe, Katherine Jenkins, Bonnie Tyler, and...

...Cerys Matthews and Sir Tom Jones!


"Bloody freezing, innit?!"

It certainly is this morning.

Wednesday, 17 April 2019

Does anybody miss me? Anybody feel the way I do?



Another prodigious musical talent has departed for Fabulon - Mr Les Reed.

Who? I hear you say...

Mr Reed was the man behind myriad hits in the 1960s and 70s for the likes of Connie Francis, Gene Pitney, Sammy Davis Jnr., The Fortunes, Mirielle Mathieu, Sandie Shaw, The Dave Clark 5, Des O'Connor, Cleo Laine, The Drifters, Frank Ifield, The Applejacks, P.J. Proby, Petula Clark, Elvis Presley and many, many more.

Including these!






Classics, every one.





RIP, Leslie David Reed OBE (24th July 1935 – 15th April 2019)

Wednesday, 24 October 2018

Once upon a song



"A man will never grow old if he knows what he’s doing tomorrow and enjoys it. There are many who treat it as just a business, but it’s more than a business. Unless you get goose bumps listening to ‘Porgy and Bess’ or ‘Carousel,’ then you’re in the wrong game.”

“A lot of people don’t love writing as much as I do. I would rather write a song than do most things in life. When I have a song to write I’m very happy.”


Madam Arcati and I were thrilled to bag tickets for the BBC Radio 2 recording of An Evening With Don Black, hosted by Michael Ball, at the Radio Theatre (in the glittering Art Deco surroundings of BBC Broadcasting House) last night. Don Black, the lyricist who has won an Oscar , two Tony awards, a Golden Globe and six Ivor Novellos! We haven't ben in such esteemed company since Stephen Sondheim...

Needless to say, it was an excellent, often funny, often poignant tribute to one of our greatest living songwriters - and featured not only a lengthy in-depth exploration of his life and work, and a selection of the great man's own choices from his estimable back catalogue, but also special performances by Lee Mead, Marti Webb and Mr Ball himself!

We loved it.

...but, what of that back catalogue? Well, it is indeed quite remarkable how many songs that are dear to everyone's hearts - whether pop chart hits, numbers from musicals or Bond (and other) movie themes - were actually written by Mr Black. He wrote the theme song from Born Free, Sam for Olivia Newton John, The World Is Not Enough (as recently featured here) for Garbage, Surrender for kd lang, Ben for Michael Jackson, Love Changes Everything - the song that made Mr Ball a star - and indeed all the songs for the theatrical blockbusters Aspects of Love, Tell Me On A Sunday/Song And Dance and Sunset Boulevard (with Andrew Lloyd-Webber), I'll Put You Together Again for Hot Chocolate, The Man with the Golden Gun for Lulu, just about the entire repertoire of Matt Monro (he was the crooner's manager and great friend, after all), songs for True Grit, Out Of Africa and Dances With Wolves; and he worked with a vast range of composers in the process, including John Barry, Charles Strouse, the aforementioned Mr Lloyd Webber, Quincy Jones, Jule Styne, Henry Mancini, Meat Loaf, Elmer Bernstein, Michel Legrand, A. R. Rahman, Marvin Hamlisch and Debbie Wiseman...

...and here's a roll-call of just some of them:









...and, finally, possibly my favourite of all of 'em [and certainly one that I would love to think would be played at my funeral]:


In my heyday
Young men wrote to me
Everybody seemed to have time to devote to me
Everyone I saw all swore they knew me
Once upon a song

Main attraction, couldn't buy a seat
The celebrity celebrities were dying to meet
I've had every accolade bestowed on me
And so you see

If I never sing another song
It wouldn't bother me
I had my share of fame
You know my name

If I never sing another song
Or take another bow
I would get by, but I'm not sure how

Always posing, but you love it all
Though you have to learn to act like you're above it all
Everything I did the world applauded
Once upon a star

Framed citations, hung on every wall
Got a scrapbook full of quotes, I can recall them all
There were times I felt the world belonged to me
And so you see

If I never sing another song
It wouldn't bother me
I had my share of fame
You know my name

If I never sing another song
Or take another bow
I would get by, but I'm not sure how
But I'm not sure how
But I'm not sure how


Not bad for a humble Jewish boy from Hackney!

Don Black OBE (born 21st June 1938)

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)

Monday, 14 May 2018

You're so thrilling, and I'm so willing



Oh lordy. Monday again.

After a rollicking weekend, it is time to grit one's teeth, paint on that false plastic smile, and spend another week in that soulless place called "the office".

At least it is only five more days - then we're off to Spain again. Yay!

While we were otherwise distracted by all things Eurovision, passing unnoticed was the fact that it also happened to be the 90th birthday on Saturday of the prestigious talent that is Mr Burt Bacharach! So, by way of a belated celebration, on this Tacky Music Monday let's hand it over to the faboo Tom Jones (and his ever-ready performing trousers) to give us a rendition of one of Mr B's catchiest numbers...


Have a good week, dear reader!

Burt Freeman Bacharach (born 12th May 1928)

Thursday, 1 March 2018

Dydd Gŵyl Dewi Hapus!



It's Saint David's Day, cariads - the day when all things Welsh are supposed to be celebrated, apparently. As it happens, all anyone across the UK has been thinking about today is the dreadful weather [it was -5C during the day today here in London, but thankfully the thermometer is slowly starting to rise; there are still blizzards and ice everywhere North of here, however], so there has been little chance of waving one's leek around!

Dim ots, on with the music, methinks - here are a few of our fave Welsh artists, doing what they do best! First up, help yourself to a bit of Sir Tom...


...one of Dame Shirl's shining moments:


...Miss Jenkins, her amazing tonsils, and a plethora of safety gays:


...some Cerys Matthews:


...and to finish (a bit of a surprising one, this), how about one of Wales' grandest, Dame Siân Phillips - singing?!


And, in case you feel the need to use any Welsh phrases on this special day - try this handy guide!

Wednesday, 15 February 2017

Rude flowers and a Dali muse



We are making the most of our week off in London - today, it was the turn of the Royal Horticultural Society Early Spring Show. A glorious array of snowdrops, irises, winter-flowering shrubs, hippeastrums and tulips, it also hosted an amusing little collection of botanical artworks that were considered in their day "unsuitable for viewing by women". Looking at the one pictured above, one can hazard a guess at the Victorian moral outrage that led to such a decision.

It was a lovely afternoon.

Speaking of loveliness, Miss Vittoria Marisa Schiaparelli Berenson celebrates her 70th birthday today...





Seventies supermodel, actress, socialite, friend of Salvador Dali - and singer? Who knew?

Here, by way of a celebration, is the lady herself with the incomparable Tom Jones! She's So Shy. Apparently.


Faboo.

Friday, 11 September 2015

I got to boogie on the disco 'round, oh yeah



Finally, the weekend is in prospect. We are gearing up for tomorrow's end-of-season spectacular Proms in the Park - the sausage rolls, plates, folding chairs, booze, rug and (most importantly) Union Jacks are ready to go.

Even more excitingly, this is my last day in the office for another eleven days, as I have taken next week and the Monday after off as leave - YAY!

To get the party started with a vengeance, who better than today's birthday girl (normally more at home on a "Tacky Music Monday") Miss Lola Falana with Mr Tom Jones [yes - him again] and their tribute to Alicia Bridges' Disco anthem I Love the Nightlife?

Thank Disco It's Friday!!


Loletha Elayne "Lola" Falana (born 11th September 1942)

Saturday, 5 September 2015

The whole sex-symbol thing is part of what I do















"In school, nobody could pronounce my name. They just called me Rocky."

"The whole sex-symbol thing is part of what I do as an actress. It's a kind of character I play. It's part of me, but not the whole me."

"The most erogenous zone is the brain. It's all happening there. Otherwise, it's just body parts."

"I was a bigger-than-life persona before I was anyone in my own mind."


It is the 75th birthday today of a woman whose figure became world-famous long before her acting career (such as it is) was ever noted - Miss Raquel Welch.

Although most of her films could never be classed as "high art" she is, nevertheless, a true survivor - more than 50 years in the business and still working, which is more than can be said of many a "sex kitten" of her generation. And, thankfully, she has not had the kind of plastic surgery that makes so many former beauties look like burns victims...

Here she is in her full sassy heyday, giving that male "sex symbol" Mr Tom Jones a run for his money in this medley of Rip It Up, Slippin n' Slidin', Lucille, Tutti Frutti, Jenny Jenny and Long Tall Sally:


Whew!

Many happy returns, Raquel Welch (born Jo Raquel Tejada, 5th September 1940)

Monday, 8 June 2015

I have always thought that it's a crime



Another weekend of sunny loveliness is over - how will we cope with the prospect of another five days of tedium in the airless confines of the office?

On this Tacky Music Monday, by concentrating on the tremendous tangerine-poplin-wrapped package of yesterday's birthday boy (he's 75, you know...) Sir Tom Jones, of course!

We Can Work It Out, apparently. Yes, sir!


Sir Thomas Jones Woodward, OBE (aka Tom Jones, born 7th June 1940)

Monday, 27 October 2014

We are not wholly bad or good, who live our lives under Milk Wood


It is spring, moonless night in the small town, starless and bible-black, the cobblestreets silent and the hunched, courters'-and-rabbits' wood limping invisible down to the sloeblack, slow, black, crowblack, fishingboat-bobbing sea. The houses are blind as moles (though moles see fine tonight in the snouting, velvet dingles) or blind as Captain Cat there in the muffled middle by the pump and the town clock, the shops in mourning, the Welfare Hall in widows' weeds. And all the people of the lulled and dumbfound town are sleeping now.
Speaking of Dylan Thomas...

The BBC, in all its magnificence, really pulled all the stops out for its "official tribute" to The Great Man's greatest work Under Milk Wood (that we watched on catch-up tonight). It was breath-taking.

Auntie Beeb managed to gather an impressive cornucopia of Welsh stars (filmed in New York, Los Angeles, London, Cardiff and Laugharne) each taking a part in this marvellous "play for voices":

VoiceMichael Sheen
Captain CatTom Jones
New York VoiceMatthew Rhys
Laugharne VoiceAimee-Ffion Edwards
Drowned and Willy NillyTom Rhys Harries
Drowned and VoiceKarl Johnson
Drowned and Evans the DeathIwan Rheon
Drowned and VoiceAneurin Barnard
Rosie ProbertNia Roberts
Mog EdwardsIoan Gruffudd
Myfanwy PriceKimberley Nixon
Mr WaldoSteffan Rhodri
NeighbourMark Lewis Jones
NeighbourRichard Harrington
NeighbourSophie Evans
NeighbourMelanie Walters
VoiceGriff Rhys Jones
VoiceJohn Rhys-Davies
VoiceAndrew Howard
VoiceRakie Ayola
Mr PughJonathan Pryce
Mrs PughSian Phillips
Rev Eli JenkinsBryn Terfel
Polly GarterKatherine Jenkins
Mrs Ogmore PritchardCharlotte Church
Mr OgmoreTom Ellis
Mr PritchardAneirin Hughes
Butcher BeynonRobert Pugh
Mrs BeynonSuzanne Packer
Lily SmallsEve Myles
Mae Rose CottageAlexandra Roach
Nogood BoyoCraig Roberts
Mary Ann SailorsSharon Morgan
Dai BreadOwen Teale
Mrs Dai Bread OneDi Botcher
Mrs Dai Bread TwoSian Thomas
Sinbad SailorsJon Tregenna

Whew! a tour-de-force of acting, indeed - we were exhausted by the time it was over.

As someone wisely said on the occasion of their recent star-studded God Only Knows video: "Only the BBC could make this happen".

And here, for your delectation - catch it while you can before the "powers-that-be" take action to remove it from the interwebs - it is, in its entirety (well, I say entirety; this is Auntie's slightly abridged version of Mr Thomas' work, condensed):

Part 1:


Part 2

Read more about this brilliant programme

Dylan Thomas Centenary

Wednesday, 19 February 2014

Sock it to me, sock it to me



I am still struggling to lift my mood on this first week back in work, so please indulge me as I continue my quest for a real pick-me-up.

What better way to provide it today than with a fully-fledged vocal contest - between Mama Cass Elliott and the (then) gorgeous (Sir) Tom Jones? Proud possessors of a fine set of tonsils, both.

This is magnificent!



The tunes: One Night, Do Right Woman Do Right Man, Love Me, A Big Hunk Of Love, Respect and I Guess I'll Always Love You.

Cass Elliot official website

Tom Jones official website