Thursday, July 03, 2008
TONY PARSONS, RIP
I heart Adam Buxton's dad.
Anyone who types "Welcome back!!!!!!!!! :D" in the comments box can fuck off and die.
Anyone who types "Welcome back!!!!!!!!! :D" in the comments box can fuck off and die.
Labels: Adam Buxton's dad - greatness of, Don Letts, Emerson Lake And Palmer, Greg Lake's incredibly wide face, Malcolm McLaren, where's Bill Grundy Now?
Sunday, June 03, 2007
SUGARY TEA
"Are you a part of the problem, or are you a part of the solution? Get yer arses in gear, I haven't got all day!"
"You've got ten seconds to decide! Chinese or Indian?"
"Kick out The Jam motherfuckers! The only people who still like Paul Weller are fat cockney roof fitters!"
Yes, I'm talking about incendiary Detroit rockers MC5. Some people would say they were the catalyst for the exciting "new wave" sound that took off years later (mad, incendiary groups like The Photos, Tonight, Radio Stars and The Yachts, all of whom used to regularly decapitate people from the audience when they played "gigs"). MC5 nearly started a revolution across America all by themselves!
However, all their good work was undermined by the fact that their singer, Rob Tyner, looked like a charlady.
MC5's Rob Brydon
With his frizzy perm, gappy teeth and tendency to wear glittery blouses, it's not difficult to imagine Rob in a gingham nylon overall, grumbling about how long he has got to wait in the NHS queue to get his varicose veins done, and how those support tights aren't much help really.
Did anybody else pick up on this important addition to the rock canon (um, Charladies In Rock, in case you've already forgotten)?
Well, of course.
Once a charlady, always a charlady
Steve Jones from The Sex Pistols for one. This is his great Peter Cook/Charlady crossover performance. The one that inspired the Jonathan Coe novel The Fucking Rotters' Club.
Since the '70's, however, sightings of Rocking Charladies have been pretty rare.
However, that all changed earlier this year with the arrival of Just Jack, who took the hit parade by storm with his song Starz In Their Eyes.
Just Jack with granddaughter: "She's ever so clever. She's doing that - what do you call it? Media Studies With Combined Photography, that's it, at college."
Not only does Jack have the classic pinched charlady features, the hectoring tone used in the song sounds like a nagging,chainsmoking old woman ...
"Why do you want to go and put stars in their eyes?
When I was their age I wasn't gallivanting about in front of that Simon Cowell
Looking like a trollop.
When I was their age I was working down the pits.
I remember when I got me first wages at the end of the week - a whole thruppenny bit!
I felt like a princess.
They don't know the value of anything these days.
She's no better than she should be.
Money goes to money, that's what I always say.
Still, mustn't grumble, eh?
I'll have to go in, I've left some peas boiling on the hob."
Has anybody else seen any Charladies In Rock? It's important that this long overlooked rock 'n' roll byway gets the recognition it deserves.
"Can I do yer now sir?"
"You've got ten seconds to decide! Chinese or Indian?"
"Kick out The Jam motherfuckers! The only people who still like Paul Weller are fat cockney roof fitters!"
Yes, I'm talking about incendiary Detroit rockers MC5. Some people would say they were the catalyst for the exciting "new wave" sound that took off years later (mad, incendiary groups like The Photos, Tonight, Radio Stars and The Yachts, all of whom used to regularly decapitate people from the audience when they played "gigs"). MC5 nearly started a revolution across America all by themselves!
However, all their good work was undermined by the fact that their singer, Rob Tyner, looked like a charlady.
MC5's Rob Brydon
With his frizzy perm, gappy teeth and tendency to wear glittery blouses, it's not difficult to imagine Rob in a gingham nylon overall, grumbling about how long he has got to wait in the NHS queue to get his varicose veins done, and how those support tights aren't much help really.
Did anybody else pick up on this important addition to the rock canon (um, Charladies In Rock, in case you've already forgotten)?
Well, of course.
Once a charlady, always a charlady
Steve Jones from The Sex Pistols for one. This is his great Peter Cook/Charlady crossover performance. The one that inspired the Jonathan Coe novel The Fucking Rotters' Club.
Since the '70's, however, sightings of Rocking Charladies have been pretty rare.
However, that all changed earlier this year with the arrival of Just Jack, who took the hit parade by storm with his song Starz In Their Eyes.
Just Jack with granddaughter: "She's ever so clever. She's doing that - what do you call it? Media Studies With Combined Photography, that's it, at college."
Not only does Jack have the classic pinched charlady features, the hectoring tone used in the song sounds like a nagging,chainsmoking old woman ...
"Why do you want to go and put stars in their eyes?
When I was their age I wasn't gallivanting about in front of that Simon Cowell
Looking like a trollop.
When I was their age I was working down the pits.
I remember when I got me first wages at the end of the week - a whole thruppenny bit!
I felt like a princess.
They don't know the value of anything these days.
She's no better than she should be.
Money goes to money, that's what I always say.
Still, mustn't grumble, eh?
I'll have to go in, I've left some peas boiling on the hob."
Has anybody else seen any Charladies In Rock? It's important that this long overlooked rock 'n' roll byway gets the recognition it deserves.
"Can I do yer now sir?"
Labels: Detroit, housemaid's knee, piles, sugary tea, where's Bill Grundy Now?
