Monday, March 20, 2006
Last week, the husband kept whistling a familiar tune. I'm sure I recognised it as being Something From The 1960's which possibly featured someone singing in Japanese. The husband recognised it as being Something Off A Reggae Compilation. Presumably it was a cover of the 1960's track with the Japanese vocal. As it must have been on one of his vast number of Fifty Quid Bloke reggae compilations, a trawl through each track with an Eastern-sounding name began.
Against all the odds, he managed to find out that the track was by the not-that-obscure Augustus Pablo, and was called Suki Yaki. Thing is, the track credits the writer as Mr Pablo, which threw a spanner in the works, I can tell you.
Now, I've not got anything against Mr Pablo, whose sprightly music is an ideal accompaniment to cleaning the bath or doing a spot of ironing (passing the bong isn't really a frequent activity around ours unless the in-laws pop in). I also don't like to speak ill of the dead, but I'm sure he nicked the melody wholesale from somewhere else.
I'm almost certain the song was one of those that accrued Jimmy Saville about 30 million points on the Old Record Club, for the title AND the artist. Blimey. It did even better for Sir Jim than A Walk In The Black Forest by Horst Jankowski.
For some reason, I think it may have coincided with the 1964 Tokyo Olympics, but I can't be absolutely sure. Anyone who could help with further information would really put my mind at rest.
Come to think of it, the only person reading who is likely to have even the vaguest shred of an idea is a lurker on this blog, goth/eco-warrior Grunhaus. That is, unless awful former disc jockey Mike "275 and 285" Read or Sir Lord Tim Rice read the blog, in which case I really would feel depressed.
Sorry, ace musical historian I may be, but I cannot be of assistance this time.
there. aren't you glad you mentioned it now?
And jolly tuneful it is too.
which might just start him off again.
Anyone remember The Goodies pirate radio station when the only record they had to play was "A Walk in the Black Forest" by Horst Jankowski? I do.
Surly Girl - oh God, the Old Record Club and its predecessor Saville's Travels. Weren't Sunday afternoons bleak? Anyway, I know the song you're referring to and will have to find out what that is now ... Graham Archive ... Uncle Ted. If I carry on in this fashion I'll feel like killing myself.
Vicus, you seem to be on the right path. I'll have to investigate further. I like Kenny & His Jazzmen's March Of The Siamese Children. Did he have a love of Eastern culture? Or did he think "some of them Oriental birds are really fit"?
Richard - thank you for the download thing, which isn't working in time honoured fashion. Unfortunately the Goodies' pirate station has been wiped from my memory - I can only recall the giant kitten on the GPO tower and the bloke who laughed himself to death watching the Ekky Thump martial arts special. I've just listened to A Walk In The Black Forest from Marks And Spencers' classic Take It Easy album (1997) though.
Caroline - hey! Mike Read's musical Oscar Wilde (honestly) closed after one night, which is a record apparently.
Thank you for sharing the harrowing Jimmy Saville story with us again. Jimmy has disturbed me in many ways over the years and I've not even met him.
Suki yaki? Meaningless in Japanese - someone said it was like issuing 'Moon River' in Japan and calling it whatever the Japanese is for 'Beef Stew'. Great favourite with the late Princess Margaret, apparently, for whom K.Ball could do no wrong.
Personal Pas de Deux reminiscence of Sir J. Saville on keinwohnhaus.blogspot.com, or will be when I've got round to posting it.
compilation? Any chance of providing us with an audio clip of the husband’s version?
Interpretor Pavlov - your blog is showing great promise (well, there are two posts so far, including the encounter with Jimmy).
That Princess Margaret used to put it about, didn't she? Hanging around with Peter Sellers and the like.
Teri Yaki is that gaunt looking woman in Desperate Housewives isn't she?
Grunhaus - I underestimated your response: thank you for solving the problem. The "Posture" movement never really took off as far as I can tell. Mind you, 30 years later James put out Sit Down, the definining anti-walking-tall anthem, so it must have had some kind of resonance down the years.
MJ - I've not heard Sakayo's version. Being very old now I have difficulty keeping up with the modern day "pops".
I don't think there's much chance of an audio clip of the husband singing anything but earthy football chants ("stick yer blue flag up yer arse" etc.)
Can you get whistling lessons? I fancy doing a pod cast.
bert kaempfert - whistlin' safari. whistling: 10. posture: 6. crap sixties noodling: 11
Geoff: All I can say is (insert ‘Der Bingle’ voice here)… Mmm-bo-ba-ba-boo.
MJ - to be fair, Ronnie has got about 70 years of whistling under his belt, and I think he might be a bit frail to enter into a full-on Whistle-Off.