You Can Count On Me

Drew over at Across The Kitchen Table has it right.

Whilst I post an upbeat tune to get your Mondays going, every week, without fail, come Friday, Drew will post an absolute banger of a track (usually an Old School choon I’ve either never heard before or have completely forgotten about) in his ever-wonderful “It’s Friday….Let’s Dance” series.

And as it’s payday Friday for many of us UK folks, and, more importantly for me, a day off, I figured I’d post something equally as dance-worthy, but from a different genre to that which Drew usually features.

In short, here’s Shirley Ellis:

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Shirley Ellis – Soul Time

If you’ve never heard that before, a) shame on you, and b) you may recognise the counting bit from it (because that’s why you’re here, right? For some numbers based fun?) from this equally brilliant-in-a-completely-different-way tune:

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The Go! Team – Bottle Rocket

I once saw them play in Cardiff’s tiny Barfly; they were great (of course), but I will never forget their support act (okay, I may never forget them, but I’ll also never remember their name) which comprised mostly of a man throwing eggs into the audience. Most odd.

Now go see what gem Drew has posted this week. Go on, I dare you to miss out.

(God, I hope you’re posting something ace this week, Drew…)

More soon.

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Claps, Clicks & Whistles #16

Blimey, has it been over a month since I wrote one of these? Blame The Chain (which I think we can safely say is now a fortnightly occurrence, by the way).

So I’ll keep this brief.

I love The Go-Go’s. I’ve listened to this track several times, trying to work out if that noise – you’ll know it when you hear it – is a foot-stomp or a hand clap, or a combination of the two. I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s probably several hand claps layered on to each other.

Have a listen for yourselves:

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The Go-Go’s – Head Over Heels

That came out in 1984, shortly before the band split (for the first time), and comes from the Martin Rushent produced ‘Talk Show’ album. It’s by far the best thing on there.

But back in 1981, they released this, which definitely features some hand claps, and which is, without doubt, one of my favourite singles of all time (which you can tell, because I think this is probably the third time I’ve found an excuse to post it):

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The Go-Go’s – Our Lips Are Sealed

Still sounds as great today as it did way back when.

More soon.

The Last of the Famous International Playboys

In the early hours of this morning, I was woken by the death knell that is the BBC app news flash.

Expecting it to foretell imminent Trump-inspired apocalyptical oblivion, I read it, only to find some dirty old man wearing a dressing gown in a big house had died, surrounded by women at not even half his age, who he had enticed into his world with a set of clip-on rabbit ears.

That man was Playboy magazine founder, Hugh Hefner.

*Insert joke about tossing and turning myself back to sleep here*

So, as I imagine you’ll be hearing this record accompanying the news updates a lot today, I figured I’d get in first:

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Morrissey – The Last Of The Famous International Playboys

More soon.

Bad Moon Rising

Another week started. Another Monday over and done with.

Another year gone. Another anniversary. Another Birthday. Mine.

On the 26th September 19*cough*, little me came into the world. And, as revealed this time last year, this was number one in the UK at the time:

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Creedence Clearwater Revival – Bad Moon Rising

The song, much as I love it, has had no real effect on me. For example, here’s a picture of me as a perfectly normal, fully rounded youngster:

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Not really. Far too much hair.

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Friends will note that the belly-to-rest-of-body ratio has remained pretty much constant over the past 48 years. Fully rounded, sure enough.

Yeh go on, laugh it up.

More soon.

Back Seat Boris

Don’t worry, I’m not about to have a political rant, although I am long overdue one of those.

What with all the back stabbing and back seat driving involving Brexit and Boris “Two Articles” Johnson, I suspect he’s actively trying to get sacked so he can reposition himself as the Maverick Brexiteer when May finally gets the elbow.

More important than that, is that I’ve had this song in my brain all week. So I thought I may as well share it with you:

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Elvis Presley – Moody Blue

That is all.

More soon.

Sunday Morning Coming Down

I featured an album by today’s artist in my series about vinyl I’ve purchased recently which seemed to go down rather well, so I thought I’d share with you my favourite track by them this morning.

Sometimes songs come into your life by slightly unconventional means. I first remember hearing this song when it featured in TV drama Cracker, in a storyline where a lab technician always plays it whilst preparing to murder her unsuspecting student victims.

Personally, I think there’s something quite Scott Walker/Jacques Brel about it, which is rarely a bad thing in my book.

It also, since we both did a double-take when we each named this as our favourite Dusty record shortly after meeting, reminds me of one of my best friends. (Hello!)

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Dusty Springfield –  I Close My Eyes And Count To Ten

Stunning.

More soon.