Sunday, 27 October 2019
I Believe
Saturday, 26 October 2019
You're Joking
I so need to see this film. Not least because Rock & Roll Part 2 is, allegedly, the glue that binds the movie together. I may, of course, be exaggerating, but from the reviews I've read (and the clip/trailer I've seen - below) it would lead me to believe that this defining glam anthem penned by Mike Leander and Paul Gadd (Gary G**tter) in 1972 is, again, finding a new audience. I've name-checked the song (and the singer too, for that matter) here before: long story short, we need to separate the art from the artist. People get prissy about the Leader (and rightly so), but banning his music from being played on national radio isn't the way forward. If we continue down that road then it's only a matter of time before Led Zeppelin suffer a similar fate; read Hammer of the Gods if you want a flavour of just how young Jimmy Page liked his groupies.
Joker - 2019
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1972,
Gary Glitter,
Rock & Roll Part 2,
The Joker
Saturday, 19 October 2019
Full Speed Ahead
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| Gordon Tracy; pilot of T4 (2043-) |
However, since Anderson passed away in 2012, it will probably be simpler for Macca to 'come out' and be ingratiated into the extended Tracy family. Full speed ahead.
* I am aware that TV in this country at the time was black and white, but Thunderbird merchandising, though in its infancy, (comics, toys etc.) was still a thing.
Labels:
Gerry Anderson,
Macca,
The Beatles,
Thunderbirds,
Yellow Submarine
Friday, 18 October 2019
The Dude Abides
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| Library photo; I'm not Pete bloody Townshend |
Erica - for lending me her guitar that night.
Ben - my good friend at the Crafty Teller for giving me the phone number of...
Dicky Fontaine - guitar doctor extraordinaire; a shining light in these times of doom & despair; a Dude.
Thank you all. Especially Dicky. Have a great tour, man.
Dicky Fontaine, Nottingham 2019
Labels:
Dicky Fontaine,
Nottingham,
Pete Townshend,
The Crafty Teller
Tuesday, 15 October 2019
Alright
The Late Late Show comes out of Dublin every Friday night and is as Irish as, I don't know, leprechauns. The Blarney Stone. Father Ted. Tell you what, roll all three of those into one, put it into an RTÉ television studio and that's the Late Late (as it's known over there). It's been running since 1961 and in that time has only had five presenters, including the saint like Gay Byrne and the irrepressible Gerry Ryan.
D. Cullen on the other hand, whilst very much Irish, is still only a gossoon; he's barely old enough to remember the Millennium. But that didn't stop him playing his new single on the show earlier this month; or bringing a choir with him. Fair play. I think if I was debuting my new single on Ireland's Number 1 chat show, I'd bring along a choir. And a tasty horn section. And a few friends too, what the hell.
So, I don't know what it is - whether it's his voice, the piano, the tempo, or even the choir but I definitely get the feeling John Lennon would approve. I certainly do - it's a shoo in for my end of year Best Of, to be sure.
D. Cullen - Alright (2019)
Labels:
Alright,
D Cullen,
Dublin,
John Lennon,
RTE
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