It's post 800! Isn't it time someone published this in book form? It would be perfect for reading on the loo. Then you could wipe your arse with it afterwards.
Anyway, last blogging day for me for a while because I'm off to Berlin where Mrs F-C and I shall be labouring under the illusion we're Paul Newman and Julie Andrews in Torn Curtain, hoping very much the reality will not be more like Christiane F.
But before I go, I must talk about The Golden Oldie Picture Show. Over the weekend, I heard The Walker Brothers' classic The Sun Ain't Gonna Shine Anymore on my favourite driving around town radio show, Dale Wintons' Pick Of The Pops. It's a song that bored me rigid for years until I saw the accompanying video on the GOPS and suddenly it all made sense. It's post-apocalyptic! Of course it's not about that at all, but it might as well be.
Remember that show? Come the mid-Eighties and the video revolution was in full swing, and every song had to had to have a video. But where were the videos for some of our favourite songs from yesteryear? Why, they're on The Golden Oldie Picture Show!
Denim-clad beard Dave Lee Travis, surely the Justin Lee Collins of his day, presented about six or so songs a week, classics one and all, with a modern interpretation of their lyrics set to a little film.
I remember Stranger On The Shore being about a lost dog. I still think of that. And The Sun Ain't Gonna Shine Anymore was about people facing life after a nuclear war. Hard-hitting stuff I'm sure you'll agree, and something I think of whenever I hear that song. Well it's either that or Juliet Stevenson in tears.
I thought the show was awful, yet I usually made time for it. Mainly because I wanted to see what songs they picked and also to laugh at their interpretations. But here we are 25 years on and they stick in my mind.
Can you enlighten me as to what else I might have seen, as it's only those two I can recall.
Dankeschon!
