Monday, 1 June 2015

Economics vs love



Monday again. Yuk.

Never mind, eh? To cheer us up on this Tacky Music Monday we have the combined charms of today's birthday girl Miss Gemma Craven, who is (remarkably) 65 years old, and the marvellous Millicent Martin to cheer us up - together on one of Alan Jay Lerner and Kurt Weill's lesser-known numbers (from one of their rare flops Love Life):


Fabulous!

Happy birthday, Gemma Craven (born Rita Gemma Gabriel, 1st June 1950)

Sunday, 31 May 2015

Pop me a cork, french me a fry



Lordy! Brooke Shields, child actress, model and possessor of some of the most famous eyebrows this side of the late Margaux Hemingway, "beard" to the stars (Michael Jackson, George Michael, John Travolta), is 50 years old today. News to make one feel old...

Her career in the spotlight is well documented, but who knew she sang? Here she is with a rather fab version of the classic Peel Me a Grape [an audience-shot video; I just wish someone would have told the person in front to just bloody sit down!]:


Brooke Christa Shields (born 31st May 1965)

Saturday, 30 May 2015

Closer than you could ever imagine us



Timeslip moment again...

Today, our TARDIS has landed in this week in 1997, when none other than Miss Rosie Gaines (another one about whom we ask "whatever happened to her?") had crashed in the UK Top 5 with the magnificent Closer Than Close:


One-hit-wonder she may have been, but what a hit!

Friday, 29 May 2015

Tight trousers, felt hats



It's the end of my first week back after the holiday.

I am greatly relieved for that fact - and I'm in just the right mood for some tight-trousered, felt-hatted, open-shirt, Stud-soundtrack-worthy funk courtesy of the Real Thing...

...featuring Legs & Co AND Hot Gossip dancer Floid Pearce!

What more could you want?

The night is still young
Let the DJ play your favourite song
Lets go Disco,
Lets go Disco!



Thank Disco It's Friday, indeed!

Have a great weekend...

Thursday, 28 May 2015

"Love you, Kylie"



It's our "Impossible Princess" Kylie's birthday today - and, by way of a "leetle" tribute, here she is helping the inimitable Jean-Paul Gaultier promote the arrival of his fashion retrospective exhibition in Australia last autumn. He loves her...


And, just for the hell of it, here's a classic sing-a-long:


Many happy returns, Miss Kylie Ann Minogue OBE (born 28th May 1968)

Wednesday, 27 May 2015

Scrub away, scrub away, scrub away, the SR way


Britain's teeth are imperfect because they haven’t had lots of weird expensive shit done to them, it has emerged.

Following condemnation of the UK’s mouths from dentists and Americans, Britons have claimed their teeth looked flawed because that is cheaper and more natural than glueing on massive fake ones.

Teacher Susan Traherne said: “Are they still on about that, then, with the teeth?

“Has it not occurred to them that putting your teeth in a cage for six years or coating them in chemicals is a bit fucking weird?

“I went out with this American once, I couldn’t look at him directly, or I’d have after-images burnt on my retinas for weeks.

“And dentists can shut up, they’re all weird sadists like out of a David Lynch film.”


Steeplejack Stephen Malley said: “Like anyone normal, I go to the dentist when I can’t stand the pain any more.

“My teeth aren’t white, no, but neither is my dick burnished with the lustrous shine of gold and I’m okay with that.”
The Daily Mash

Of course.

Miss Poly Styrene (RIP) has something to say, too...


[The "real" story]

Tuesday, 26 May 2015

Twinkled out



And so, farewell then, to pop singer Twinkle. She had (her only) Top Ten hit in 1964 with Terry, a poor relation of the type of song made popular by the likes of the Shangri-Las - all about a biker and his tragic demise.

Notable at the time for her youth (she was only sixteen) and her on-trend blonde hair and kohl-eyed image, Twinkle, despite being a one-hit-wonder more than half a century ago, remained popular on the "nostalgia concert" circuit up until her recent illness. And here she is...


He said to me he wanted to be near to me
He said he never wanted to be out of my sight
But it's too late to give this boy my love tonight
Please wait at the gate of heaven for me, Terry

He said to me he wanted to be close by my side
We had a quarrel. I was untrue on the night he died
And it's too late to tell this boy how great he was
Please wait at the gate of heaven for me, Terry

He rode into the night
Accelerated his motorbike
I cried to him in fright
Don't do it, don't do it, don't do it!

He said to me, you are the one I want to be with
He said to me, you are the one my love I shall give
One day he'll know how hard I prayed for him to live
Please wait at the gate of heaven for me, Terry

He rode into the night
Accelerated his motorbike
I cried to him in fright
Don't do it, don't do it, don't do it!


Facts:
  • Born Lynne Ripley to a wealthy Surrey family, she went to school in Knightsbridge with Camilla (now Duchess of Cornwall).
  • Bizarrely, Terry was banned by the BBC and many radio stations for its doomy content.
  • Chosen as the unlikely support act to the Rolling Stones in their early years, her bad experiences on tour led her to almost quit her music career before it had really begun.
  • She was married to the "Milk Tray Man" from the Cadbury's chocolate adverts.

RIP Lynn Annette Ripley aka Twinkle (15th July 1948 – 21st May 2015)