Saturday, 4 July 2015

Oh, say can you see anything about my pedigree that's phony?


What all Americans are wearing today. Apparently.

It's some kind of celebration for them 'Merkins in 'Merka [well that's how George Dubya Bush used to say it - just as he confused us over here by declaring a "War on Tourism"...*]

To celebrate with our chums over the pond - on the day that the United Kingdom wisely decided to let loose those self-declared "civilised" types to create a future that gave the world cowboys, Hollywood, the swivel chair, McDonalds, the atomic bomb, Liberace, nylon, Pia Zadora and Jay-Z - here's a wonderfully (ahem) talented troupe of artistes murdering performing the USA's second national anthem...



Yankee Doodle, do or die, indeed.

Happy Fourth of July - here's a must-try recipe for the occasion...

[*I think he meant "Terrorism".]

Friday, 3 July 2015

The hottest news

Speaking of newspapers...

Here are a few gems I have been intrigued to read recently:







And, of course, this..!



Anyone would think it is the "silly season"...

It'll get you nowhere



Almost the weekend, sweeties - and fingers crossed there's going to be some great weather to look forward to...

After the dressing-up excesses of last week's Gay Pride, I feel we should stick to wearing something more subtle. Just some papier mâché peacock-feather shoulder-pads and an Egyptian frock... like Miss Amii Stewart!

Jealousy? There will be some. Thank Disco It's Friday!



Enjoy...

Thursday, 2 July 2015

You'd never see a rocking chair on Saturday night telly these days



And so, farewell to one of the greatest purveyors of the musical genre known as "Easy Listening".

For a quarter of a century - all the way from the Beatles to Madonna - Val Doonican held pride of place on our prime-time Saturday night TV screens. With his comfy jumpers, his "Perry Como-esque" reassuring lightness of touch, and of course his "trademark" rocking chair, he sang classic standards and Irish comic songs with consummate ease, solo or in duets with his myriad range of guests from both sides of the pond.

Such as Rosie Clooney...



Val was incredibly popular in his day, recorded more than 50 albums, and was rarely out of the UK charts in the 60s and 70s. Among his big hits were Walk Tall, Elusive Butterfly, What Would I Be, and this one - Morning:



Facts:
  • A popular touring musician, his "big break" was in 1963 when he was booked to appear on Sunday Night at the Palladium - which led to the offer of his own television show.
  • Val surprisingly provided Gaelic-influenced backing harmonies for Led Zeppelin's The Battle of Evermore.
  • His 1967 album Val Doonican Rocks, But Gently knocked the Beatles' Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band off the top of the albums chart.
  • Apparently, Val was a member of the fictional "orchestra" backing The Bonzo Dog Doo-Dah Band.
  • He only stopped performing in 2009, after six decades in showbiz.

RIP Michael Valentine "Val" Doonican (3rd February 1927 – 1st July 2015)

Wednesday, 1 July 2015

Hot air



Officially "the hottest July day since records began", today was certainly a hot one (we sat in the garden till the moon was up, enjoying the perfume; and avoided sitting on anything leatherette, like our sofa).

Hot weather in the UK, unusual as it is, brings out many good things - bare-chested buff boys, flowers, dragonflies, a reason to buy ice-cream - and some bad. Principal among the latter is the profusion of shit articles in what laughingly passes for "the media" these days (increasingly run by bored interns who write incessant articles about rubbish they read on Tw*tter). Here are a few examples:

The patronising health advice - see here. We know it's hot. We are sweaty and thirsty. We are also grown-ups. Fuck off.

The panic! drama! meltdown! non-story - a specialism of Mein Kampf and Daily Excuse. They haven't yet blamed hot weather on gays or immigrants, but I am sure they will get round to it.

The "it's hotter than Madrid/India/Miami" cliché - used everywhere, including here. So, on one day every decade we can claim to be hotter than somewhere else? Ho hum.

The dubious link between heat and sport, to please the blokes - like this.

...and some absolute codswallop masquerading as humour and ending up as a pointless, boring waste of time - such as this.

It will inevitably rain tomorrow.

Look out for predictions of Biblical floods, exaggerated delays to sporting events and pictures of young women in wet summer dresses.

And they wonder why the days of "traditional media" are predicted to be under threat...

Tuesday, 30 June 2015

Totty of the Day









Novak Djokovic.

Expert at ball play, apparently.

Wimbledon Fortnight is underway...

Monday, 29 June 2015

A new kind of swing



Phew, it's a scorcher... Summer is here with a vengeance it seems, and I am taking full advantage of the glorious weather in the extensive gardens here at Dolores Delargo Towers [I'm off an extra day - mainly to recover from the excesses of Saturday's Gay Pride.]

To celebrate the sunshine on this Tacky Music Monday, what better than tomorrow's birthday girl Miss Lena Horne and her Brazilian Boogie?



Have a good week, folks!

Lena Mary Calhoun Horne (30th June 1917 – 9th May 2010)