Showing posts with label Xmas 2015. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Xmas 2015. Show all posts

Friday, 25 December 2015

Merry Kitt-mas!







It is the Day of Over-indulgence (at last). Bah Humbug.

However, today also marks seven years since we lost one of our greatest Patron Saints, Miss Eartha Kitt.

And so, in our traditional manner of celebrating the end of any week (Xmas or no Xmas), let us over-indulge in not one, but two of the great lady's more dance-oriented numbers - and Thank Disco It's (Yule) Friday!


... and (her tribute to Dawn Davenport):


Have a great day, one and all!

Eartha Mae Kitt (17th January 1927 – 25th December 2008)

Thursday, 24 December 2015

My favourite Xmas carol



It's traditional.

Ho Ho Fucking Ho:


Gawd bless Australia.

One more day to go...

Wednesday, 23 December 2015

Load up on guns, bring your friends



This week was supposed to be quiet, but work continues to provide headaches and irritation. I turn to Justin Vivien Bond (in her guise as half of Kiki and Herb) at moments such as these.

Only she can dismember Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer and Nirvana (and the theme from M*A*S*H) at the same time...


HELLO! HELLO! How low?

Tuesday, 22 December 2015

Stocking fillers











To accompany these thoughtful gifts, Red Peters' lovely ditty about a family Xmas...


You can shove your fruitcake up your arse. Indeed.

Four harmonic poofs



In my blog about the fabulous Panto we went to last week ("Oh yes we did"), I mentioned that one of the leads Ian Parkin was a founder member of former telly sensations Four Poofs and a Piano. Of course, that name means nothing to anyone who didn't watch the BBC's glitzy Friday Night with Jonathan Ross, which ran from 2001 to 2010 [ourselves included: telly on a Friday? Not likely...]

Anyhoo, the "Poofs" were (and possibly still are) a close-harmony cabaret group specialising in piano versions of pop songs and witty piss-takes, who were "discovered" gigging on the cabaret circuit. Since their TV fame, the boys performed at the Edinburgh Fringe and even Glastonbury! Their line-up has changed over the years - Mr Parkin is no longer with them, but they were joined in 2013 by none other than cheesy 70s pop-piano sensation Bobby Crush!

So, here are the boys themselves, with their tribute to Chris Martin of Coldplay:


They gained notoriety for near-the-knuckle numbers, not least this classic:


And, as befitting our continued countdown to the dread day, here they are with an appropriate festive plea:


Ho. Ho. Ho.

Four Poofs and a Piano

Monday, 21 December 2015

We'll frolic and play, the Eskimo way



Back to work again (albeit a short week, thanks to the Yule/Saturnalia weekend), and I am steadfastly un-festive.

However, we're combining two traditions today - continuing the big countdown, and playing some music eminently suitable for a Tacky Music Monday (and to celebrate the Solstice!).

So who better than the adorable Del Rubio Triplets to lift the gloom?


I don't know about Winter Wonderland - it's the warmest December since records began here in the UK. Ice rinks are melting, and the daffodils are already flowering...

Have a good week, folks.

Sunday, 20 December 2015

Five naked men



'Tis is the season of trash. I am off to get a solitary humbug to decorate Dolores Delargo Towers, as is our wont.

What better way to kick off the countdown (a little late admittedly, as there are only six days to go) to the dreaded day than with a traditional countdown from a so-called "supermodel", Miss Dickinson?