Posts from 26th September 2003

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Sep 03

ROSEMARY CLOONEY – “This Ole House”

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#25, 26th November 1954

A word on teenagers and adults. It’s a truism to suggest that in the early 50s the “teenager” hadn’t been conceptualised; judging by these records, it’s also generally accurate. Nothing about them suggests they are aimed at anyone other than young adults, or simply adults. The subject is generally love – love treated not with an adolescent intensity or passion but usually with ticklish wordplay that we recognise is to be taken as grown-up, or sophisticated. When the subject isn’t love it might be faith, or parenthood, or in this case property.

OK, it’s a stretch to describe “This Ole House” as ‘about’ anything much: it’s a knees-up party record, meant for dancing and smiling to. As such it does its job with vim and charm – the pompous bass voice (representing the tumbledown house itself, I suppose) is a particularly fun touch. But there’s no sense in this dance that it’s something for the young to do, or that anyone can or should be excluded from it.

More news on the Bailey’s Glide.

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More news on the Bailey’s Glide. It is foul. Sold as a longer, smoother version of the Bailey’s experience it is just watered down Bailey’s in a litle bottle. Sold in a 200ml bottle, and packing a not very whopping 4% punch it takes about as long as a double Bailey’s and ice to drink and is considerably weeker. The rich taste seems at odds with its rather thin consistancy, it maybe a matter of a learnt response but it really doesn’t seem to work.

As foul as it is, the drink become considerably more foul if one of your party decides to add vinegar to it. Kate!

Masturbation is shocking!

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Masturbation is shocking! Raising Victor Vargas proves this, when the evilest thing the titular character can do is supposedly teach his brother how to masturbate. The only problem with other tremendous RVV is that the lead chaarcter is too nice. The plot is simple. Hot, horny self-styled sixteen year old loving machine Victor Vargas wants to pull Judy. Judy hates men, and Voctor is just all macho bullshit. But deep down Vic is actually quite sensitive, and trying to get Judy changes him for the better. Problem is, with the exception of being buckishly misogenistic and a bit nasty to his sister, Victor starts off quite nice. There isn’t much of a journey here.

What you do get is great naturalistic acting, a real sense of place and character and a really rather romantic little film. Go see. And look out for Judy’s friend played by Melonie Diaz. I’ve seen her in a few films this year, and she is tremendous (her murderous teen in Double Whammy was the only reason to see that film).

Jellybaby?

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Jellybaby??

THE RETURN OF DOCTOR WHO TO THE BBC! The Do You See campaign for Johnny Depp to play the doctor starts here! Jessica Stevenson for assistant? Zombie Pirate K9?

Can’t you hear those gentle strains now? Diggerydum diggerydum diggerydum DIGGERYDUM diggerydum diggerydum diggerydum OOOO-WEEE-OOOOO…

Making karaoke backing tracks

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Making karaoke backing tracks would seem a simple affair: find lyrics, obtain or create instrumental track, away you go. Get the instrumental right and the lyrics as right as you can and you would probably have a winner. But more subtle considerations should also apply, as a few FT writers’ trip to the karaoke last night proved. Track selection, mic volume and crowd enthusiasm were excellent, and after we had drunkenly hogged the mic early on it was probably sensible of the karaoke man to be sparing with later access. But two examples show how careless track programming can put the dampers on an evening:

What to leave out? A young lady got up to sing American Pie. The Don McLean version, not the Madonna one. But! Don recorded two versions of this song. A short one, rather cloying but not entirely without charm and boasting a big sing-a-long chorus, perfect for karaoke. And an enormous long one with 3000 verses, many of which have not been sung by anyone other than Don for 20 years now. The karaoke company had chosen this second for transcription, leading to a certain amount of fractiousness among the crowd as they sang chorus after chorus and the song still would not die.

What to leave in? We stepped up towards the end of the evening to sing No Good Advice by Girls Aloud, a marvellous record – which we treated shabbily, but that’s beside the point. Records by pop groups often split the vocal line in two – at the end of the GA song, 4 girls keep singing the chorus and one does a kind of half-rap which gives the tune a kick-ass ending and would be huge fun to finish a performance with. I say would because the karaoke people have programmed the singer to do the backing chorus not the talky bit, at which point our rendition fell apart in dismay. Such are the little choices that can make or break an night out.