I’ve recently introduced democratic fundamentals by allowing the mob to decide whether I do Postman Pat in Norwegian. The other day someone came up to me and said, “You-must-have-watched-the weather-in-Norwegian-on-L!ve-TV-in-the-90s.” Unfortunately I was elsewhere, but fortunately there are snippets on YouTube, and here is Anne Marie Foss:
… as well as the Pontins-pi$$take talent competition, Spanish Archer, which, judging by YouTube, was big on accordions. (As patient readers know, organetto is used in Italian for both the accordion and the barrel organ.) The Family Von Skrappe survived Rhodri Williams’ attentions for several minutes:
Harry Hussey’s falsetto “To you!” interjections and Tulips from Amsterdam and Sue Bennett’s tuned cowbells sound like Spike Jones, and the fun was by no means cooked up for Kelvin MacKenzie. Here they are in a longer clip featuring some xylophone action at the 1993 Scarborough contest of the National Accordion Organisation of the United Kingdom:
Finally, here’s Harry doing the Dambusters at the Leyland club, where I haven’t been for a long time:
- Cosas de septiembre
La canción que más cantaba yendo este verano en bici desde Londres a Toulouse fue la Vecchia pianola de Katyna Ranieri.
- One less river to cross
The secrets of Erith Driving Test Centre.
- There’s so much brilliant German shit on YouTube
Was: How pleased I am to find both the Zarah Leander and the Nina Hagen versions of “Ich weiß, es wird
- So where does Silvio Berlusconi stand on organ-grinders?
Unfortunately Alan Friedman’s excellent authorised bio, My Way, leaves us none the wiser.
- Por qué los españoles no nazis siguen llamando Adolfo a sus hijos
Porque todo el mundo sabe que Hitler se llamó Rodolfo: Juan Antonio encanta por su fantasía y fonología. “Mi novia era bonita