Something for the Weekend

I have an emotional attachment to this record going back to my childhood that I wrote about in the early days of this blog and I still get a bit choked up when those kids start singing “Grocer Jack, Grocer Jack, is it true what mummy says, you won’t come back? Actually seeing them do it in this video is even worse — that little boy in the blazer!

I was playing it in the car the other day when from behind me my daughter started singing along “Grocer Jack, Grocer Jack…”. I swear I was overcome with such a wave of sentiment and happiness I thought I was going to cry for a minute.

Something for the Weekend

I’ve long thought this was one of those pop songs that were secretly about drugs but apparently it isn’t. Shame.

Something for the Weekend

I loved this song when I was kid because I thought it was literally about the fire brigade. I’m sure it’s actually about girls or sex but I’d rather stick to my my youthful illusions.

Something for the Weekend

It may be cold outside but inside our Brazil nuts are nice and warm.

Hot chocolate for everyone

I’ve never seen Privilege so I’m not sure what the significance of hot chocolate is, but out of context it does sound a bit silly and Python-esque and I keep imagining that Jean Shrimpton is thinking “Ooh, I love a man who drinks hot chocolate.”

Personally I’d rather have a cup of tea.

Something for Le Weekend

All the recent hoo-hah over the 50th anniversary of the release of “Love Me Do” made me wonder with dread how many similar celebrations we’re in for over the next few years and how utterly sick we’ll be of it by the time they get to the 50th anniversary of “Let It Be.”

While it didn’t cause quite so much commentary, this week (Tuesday in fact) marked the 50th anniversary of the first broadcast of this song on French television (during election coverage apparently) which made it a huge hit and Francoise a big star. I think that’s worth celebrating, don’t you?

Any excuse to post this magnifique video.

Something for the Weekend

How hep are these cats?

They’re Absolute Beginners

Fab look at the Soho coffee bar scene in the 1950s, full of Bohemian characters and beat-grooving teens. You’ll want to pull up some cushions and have a cuppa Java to watch this one, Daddio.

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