I remember the back streets of Naples,
Two children begging in rags,
You stole all of their pennies,
and went with 2 dirty old hags,
Bagging off, (Royal Navy slang)
You got a dose,
Aha ahaa
My bass-playing friend Martin auditioned, was accepted and was then scheduled to go on tour with PS many years ago.
At the last moment PS cancelled the whole caboodle as his severe stage-fright set back in.
Those posts up there made me laugh a lot. Which is a shame because I am sure he was a lovely man, but he’s known for one annoying song and that’s the way the cookie crumples.
Yes the song is the annoying toe curling smugness of Joni Mitchell’s laugh at the end of Big Yellow Taxi stretched over 4 minutes.
With a fucking accordion.
This is the truth. Great chord sequence, great accordion, easy to learn lyric, exotic imagery and the mystery of its inspiration (Sophia Loren, etc. etc.) in the days before instant urban-myth busting courtesy of the internet. If you are younger than I am you’ll just be blinded by self-congratulatory, post-modern, bollox-thinking, and you won’t have a clue about how great that single was, BACK THEN.
Ahahaha…how true. One of those records that was just there, and now is redolent of a whole period. Cue for yet another HJH: you had to be there threads?
Actually, possibly cue for cryptic records that came out of nowhere and led nowhere in particular thread. Cf The Days of Pearly Spencer, Excerpt from a Teenage Opera.
Yes, it’s a beautiful record. The much derided “for a laugh, ha ha ha” is actually quite good – underplayed sarcasm. Accordion perfect, too. One of his brothers was Eden Kane, who briefly troubled the charts in the early sixties, and the other was the “My Resistance Is Low” hitmaker Clive Sarstedt. Interesting family.
If only Sacha Distel had suffered the same affliction to a much greater extent. What happier memories of light entertainment many of us would be able draw upon in those long dark nights of the soul.
Top pop fact. Peter Sarstedt was one of three brothers to make the top 5 individually with different records. Not even the Brothers Gibb were able to manage this.
Eden Kane (real name Richard Sarstedt) – Well, I Ask You – #1 in 1961
Peter Sarstedt – Where Do You Go To (My Lovely)? – #1 in 1969
Robin Sarstedt – My Resistance Is Low – #3 in 1976
God damn his eyes. There I was, up there, providing this poptastic background information as an Afterword exclusive, unawares that Conchers had phoned in his story first.
Yes, thep’s joke is probably the high point of a long career. Kudos!
oh christ.. i got caught shoplifting ‘Frozen Orange Juice’ local shop in Queen St Auckland. I actually wanted B side called ‘Arethusa Loser’. Got taken to Auckland Central Police Station til Dad had to come & get me.. 13 at time & major event in my life.. BUT also recall his debut album really well & he COULD Rock & even Roll.. songs like.. ‘Semi precious multi coloured plastic Easter egg’.. ‘Mary Jane’….but Wdygtml is truly ghastly.. yes it is..but RIP
At Roskilde a few years back there was a stupendous tribute show organised by Luaka Bop in which various of his fans played his songs. The tent was rocking big time.
Surprised it’s left to me to point out that Baroness Rachael Heyhoe-Flint, Female Cricket trailblazer and vice-president of Wolverhampton Wanderers FC, died on 18th January, aged 77.
I always thought that was the most bizarre name – assuming it was his actual name? It almost sounds like a name in some comedy fiction for a closet gay person who’s really trying too hard – like ‘Macho Landrover’ or ‘Tuffy Straightman’ or suchlike.
In addition to the acting, her production company, MTM, was responsible for some of the best American telly of the 70s and 80s, including Hill Street Blues, Lou Grant and St Elsewhere.
Jah Wobble dedicated tonight’s gig at the Jazz Café to Jaki. Said he was the best drummer he ever played alongside. His current drummer Mark Layton-Bennett is apparently the second best.
No love on the AW for Al Jarreau? Died two days ago.
I don’t think I’ve ever heard anything he did except this great 80s single, which I bought: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uRQf5S59e9g
Written and produced by Scritti Politti, which is easily spotted…
Maybe the jazz cats of this parish know more about that side of his career?
I saw him play at Santa Barbara Bowl many years ago.
I’ve got to say, I’ve been to a lot worse venues than that one in my time.
As a bonus Take 6 were the support.
John Lever, drummer in The Chameleons passed away recently. One of my fave bands, he was an integral part of he sound. I’ll dedicate a melody to him tonight.
Colin Dexter, aged 86. I worked at the Oxford exam board in the school holidays for several years and in the early days he was still there. He bawled someone out and when he realized he’s got it wrong he then made a point of apologizing in front of everyone.
Loved the Morse books, loved the Tv adaptations too – a case of where the actor seemed a perfect fit for the role he was playing with John Thaw as Morse – as is also the case with David Suchet as Poirot and Jeremy Brett as Holmes.
I’m re-reading my favourite novels by the brilliant Swedish author Torgny Lindgren who sadly passed away last week. If you haven’t read any of his novels, do yourself a favour and seek them out! Not that many seems to have been translated into English unfortunately, but of the few that has I can especially recommend “Sweetness” and “Hash” (although I fear that his extraordinary use of the Swedish language and its northern dialects cannot be accurately reproduced in translation…)
Berni Wrightson – masterful comic book artist and illustrator. I first came across his work in the late 70s in a book called the Studio, featuring Jeff Jones, Mike Kaluta, Barry Windsor-Smith and Wrightson.
Like most people I started off loving ‘Children’, grew to hate it as an example of the worst kind of cheesy trance but then came full circle and ended up loving it again. RIP Bob Kilometre.
…and I still say electrickery. He’s in my favourite film, Scrooge (1970) as a harassed toyshop owner called Pringle. I think he should have played Henry Crun in the big screen version of the Goon Show.
He was one of the last people left from that Scrooge – the others being the guys who played Cratchit, Fred and, er, Tiny Tim (ahem)…. and, unaccountably still on the twig – Ebbie himself, hard-living Albert Finney. Long may he reign.
Was he a wrestler as well? I have a vague memory of a wrestler (in the days of Big Daddy and Giant Haystacks) being dressed as Catweazle and putting a frog on the post at his corner.
Austin based Americana singer-songwriter Jimmy LaFave passed away on the 21st of May, after a recently revealed cancer diagnosis. He performed at his own tribute concert only a few days beforehand. I saw him a few times in the US and I know he had some fans amongst the Massive. He was 61 and leaves a teenage son
That means he was 40-odd during his Blue Peter glory days, which is amazing considering the things he did. IIRC he held the world record for civilian skydiving “unbelievable that I’m flying through the air at 25,000 feet!”, he shouted – at a time when most of us would be screaming and soiling ourselves.
The Main Thing about him was how naturally funny he was. Uniquely, I think, he used a dog as a straight man (dog) as more and more situations were engineered to make the most of his wonderful comic pairing with his border collie, Shep. There was at least one spin off TV series as well.
If tempers flare of a summer night deciding the definitive, classic Blue Peter line up (Singleton? Judd? Greene? Ellis? Groom? Duncan? Purves? Wenner?…) only one name unites all – John Noakes. Or to give him his full title, John Noakes obviously.
In “The Times” today … John F. Muir, the Producer of John Peel’s “Night Ride” in the late 60s. Instrumental in getting an interview with John & Yoko for the show.
Like Peter Sallis last week, he had a really distinctive, instantly recognisable voice. Think I’ll replay his very enjoyable interview with Chris Hardwick on the Nerdist podcast (from 2014) later by way of salute…
I love Bob Dylan but I think I’d put the Cant trilogy (CG/T/C) above BIABH, H61R and Blonde on Blonde. Ab-so-lute leg-end.
If those wonderful songs have never had, and I don’t think they have, an official CD release, they should now. Go to it BBC.
I really liked Brian Cant. He’s in my very earliest TV memories. When it was his turn to present Play School or read Jackanory, you knew you were in for a treat. You could tell he really loved doing it – wasn’t just a job. And he supported Ipswich Town!
I went to see Benjamin Button, and was very disappointed that Floella Benjamin wasn’t in fact in it. And as for Arthur…. no sign of Toni whatsoever, just some little pianist dude.
Fact: I saw Floella Benjamin in the nude once in an arty bit of alternative theatre above a pub in Shepherds Bush. All about colonialism and aid in Africa – she was an African, therefore nude.
All very discombobulating. Seemed against the natural order of things, somehow.
Chester Bennington: very sad. My wife is (and definitely was 10-15 years ago) a fan of Linkin’ Park. I wasn’t, but went with her to see them at Wembley in about 2004. They were tremendous live, and extremely warm to the audience (which I didn’t expect from such a large American band).
Not sure how popular they are on here (so I’ve not done a separate thread) but just sad nonetheless.
Liz was one of my best friends’ best friends. Found myself having a little empathy sob the other day, despite not knowing her personally. An incredible woman.
Vera Duckworth, Elsie Tanner, Ena Sharples, Hilda Ogden, Stanley Ogden, Albert Tatlock… no other telly programme has come up with such brilliant names for their characters. Is that still the case, I wonder? (Amy Turtle -Crossroads- does merit a mensh too.)
Paul Buckmaster, arranger and conductor. He started out with the strings on Space Oddity, and probably made his name arranging for Elton John, but worked with a huge variety of artists: from Miles Davis to Taylor Swift. You almost certainly have a record that he’s on.
He soundtracked my early teenage life without me realising it, scoring Space Oddity, Without You, Your Song, You’re So Vain, among others. He also arranged Moonlight Mile and Sway for The Rolling Stones. I was really surprised when I learnt that the album he worked on with Miles Davies is none other than On The Corner. Just, wow!
Max Clifford, died in hospital following a heart attack in his prison cell. The man who once said without irony, ‘Why would I need to name drop when I’ve worked with the Beatles?’
I can pretty accurately date the last time I saw Breakfast TV.
It was in late November 2001 and I tuned in after hearing the news of George Harrison’s death on the radio.
I’m not positive what George would have made of Max Clifford being one of the “experts” who were brought on to talk about him but, with the legend “Beatles Manager” at the bottom of the screen next to Clifford’s name … I kid you not … I’ve got a fair idea.
Reminds me of when one of the Spice Girls was brought onto the radio to talk about the death of David Bowie and proceed to tell listeners that her favourite Bowie record was Ground Control to Major Tom.
Mrs F and I stayed in a West End hotel once in the years BC, so at least 15 years ago. Sitting on the breakfast table next to us was Max Clifford.
I am not a violent person, but never have I felt the urge so strongly to stab someone with a fork. He was an insufferable smug tw*t, just eating his breakfast. And that was long before the perv stories broke.
Much as I don’t like to speak ill of the dead, the world is a better place without him.
With a bit over a fortnight left of the year, the tally so far (chronologically)…
Peter Sarstedt
Magic Alex
William Onyeabor
Mike Kellie
Baroness Rachael Heyhoe-Flint
Lee O’Denat
Bill Price
Butch Trucks
Mary Tyler Moore
Jackie Liebezeit
Al Jarreau
Brian Pern
Peter Skellern
Steve Hewlett
Bill Paxton
John Hampshire
Howard Hodgkin
John Lever
Joni Sledge
Colin Dexter
Torgny Lindgren
Berni Wrightson
Bruce Langhorne
Robert Miles
Geoffrey Bayldon
Roger Moore
Jimmy LaFave
Gregg Allman
John Noakes
Peter Sallis
John F. Muir
Adam West
Brian Cant
Michael Bond
Carol Lee Scott
Martin Landau
George A Romero
Chester Bennington
Glen Campbell
Liz MacKean
Virgil Howe
Liz Dawn
Sean Hughes
Keith Barron
Della Reese
Rodney Bewes
David Cassidy
Paul Buckmaster
Johnny Hallyday
Christine Keeler
Max Clifford
Keith Chegwin
Made me realise that most of the people who had given me such pleasure in my childhood are reaching the end of the line, and in every case it made me wish I had taken the trouble to thank them. Now if I particularly enjoy I book I often contact the writer on social media to say thanks.
That didn’t seem right for David McKee so I wrote a letter, an actual letter with a stamp and everything, via his publisher to say how much I treasured childhood memories of Mr Benn, and that when in Putney for a show at the Half Moon we had taken a detour to Festing Road to see where Mr Benn ‘lived’. He replied saying that writing and illustrating can be an isolated trade, that he enjoyed knowing that there were readers who appreciated his work, and that his favourite gig at the Half Moon had been Doctor John.
I simply cut and pasted the list from this thread – there are other luminaries who warranted their own thread, I was just too lazy to go through the archives to find ’em….we can’t all be Kaisfatdad 🙂
Aunty Jack was an unconventional comedy show on ABC TV. Spaced out rock n roll humour it was where Garry McDonald aka Norman Gunston got known. One of the creative forces was Rory O’Donoghue aka Thin Arthur who was also a pretty handy guitarist.
He’s on here coz he’s dead. Reports say he died in hospital but I’ve also read he took his own life.
Was he alone in his bed?
Aha aha
Unfortunately he won’t be buying you one more frozen orange juice on this fantastic day.
I remember the back streets of Naples,
Two children begging in rags,
You stole all of their pennies,
and went with 2 dirty old hags,
Bagging off, (Royal Navy slang)
You got a dose,
Aha ahaa
I’ve been to Naples. I’m not sure there are any front streets.
My bass-playing friend Martin auditioned, was accepted and was then scheduled to go on tour with PS many years ago.
At the last moment PS cancelled the whole caboodle as his severe stage-fright set back in.
Those posts up there made me laugh a lot. Which is a shame because I am sure he was a lovely man, but he’s known for one annoying song and that’s the way the cookie crumples.
Yes the song is the annoying toe curling smugness of Joni Mitchell’s laugh at the end of Big Yellow Taxi stretched over 4 minutes.
With a fucking accordion.
Hey! Lay off the accordion mate!
Welcome to 2017. We hope you enjoy your stay.
Wrong, wrong, wrongity wrong. A great single, if very of its time.
Used to be the default closing time jukebox singalong for myself and my mates on a Friday night on the beer in the Boro.
This is the truth. Great chord sequence, great accordion, easy to learn lyric, exotic imagery and the mystery of its inspiration (Sophia Loren, etc. etc.) in the days before instant urban-myth busting courtesy of the internet. If you are younger than I am you’ll just be blinded by self-congratulatory, post-modern, bollox-thinking, and you won’t have a clue about how great that single was, BACK THEN.
Ahahaha…how true. One of those records that was just there, and now is redolent of a whole period. Cue for yet another HJH: you had to be there threads?
Actually, possibly cue for cryptic records that came out of nowhere and led nowhere in particular thread. Cf The Days of Pearly Spencer, Excerpt from a Teenage Opera.
Yes, it’s a beautiful record. The much derided “for a laugh, ha ha ha” is actually quite good – underplayed sarcasm. Accordion perfect, too. One of his brothers was Eden Kane, who briefly troubled the charts in the early sixties, and the other was the “My Resistance Is Low” hitmaker Clive Sarstedt. Interesting family.
Sad, just sad, that his sports-desk and commentating days at Granada TV have been forgotten so soon.
That stage fright must have been a real bastard for the WDYGTML hit maker.
If only Sacha Distel had suffered the same affliction to a much greater extent. What happier memories of light entertainment many of us would be able draw upon in those long dark nights of the soul.
Supranuclear palsy.
Doesnt sound like fun
http://www.psp-australia.org.au/whatis-psp.html
I was referring to the stage fright.
My posting re wot killed him was unrelated to your post Peter. I had just seen the cause identified elsewhere.
This place makes me paranoid. *twitch*
well mine was straight after yours and in quick succession. All sweet.
*fist bump cobber*
Top pop fact. Peter Sarstedt was one of three brothers to make the top 5 individually with different records. Not even the Brothers Gibb were able to manage this.
Eden Kane (real name Richard Sarstedt) – Well, I Ask You – #1 in 1961
Peter Sarstedt – Where Do You Go To (My Lovely)? – #1 in 1969
Robin Sarstedt – My Resistance Is Low – #3 in 1976
There ain’t ‘arf been some clever Sarstedts.
*applause*
Oh, that’s good.
and so early in the morning Mr Thep
God damn his eyes. There I was, up there, providing this poptastic background information as an Afterword exclusive, unawares that Conchers had phoned in his story first.
Yes, thep’s joke is probably the high point of a long career. Kudos!
Brilliant! (Mr Thep’s Joke not the demise of poor Mr Starstedt.)
oh christ.. i got caught shoplifting ‘Frozen Orange Juice’ local shop in Queen St Auckland. I actually wanted B side called ‘Arethusa Loser’. Got taken to Auckland Central Police Station til Dad had to come & get me.. 13 at time & major event in my life.. BUT also recall his debut album really well & he COULD Rock & even Roll.. songs like.. ‘Semi precious multi coloured plastic Easter egg’.. ‘Mary Jane’….but Wdygtml is truly ghastly.. yes it is..but RIP
haha @Bladderman good anecdote , yes it is.
I went to a childrens home called Arethusa in the late 60s – any connection to the song?
Still have the original 1969 album. I was 15 when I bought it.
The one time I visited Paris I walked down the Boulevard St Michel, but saw neither Rolling Stones records nor friends of Sacha Distel.
Magic Alex, complications from pneumonia.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magic_Alex
William Onyeabor: https://www.theguardian.com/music/2017/jan/18/william-onyeabor-cult-nigerian-musician-has-died-aged-70
That is a sad loss. A quite remarkable bloke.
At Roskilde a few years back there was a stupendous tribute show organised by Luaka Bop in which various of his fans played his songs. The tent was rocking big time.
Mike Kellie, drummer with the Only Ones, among others – joins the 69 Club.
formerly of Spooky Tooth ?
Indeed yes.
Surprised it’s left to me to point out that Baroness Rachael Heyhoe-Flint, Female Cricket trailblazer and vice-president of Wolverhampton Wanderers FC, died on 18th January, aged 77.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-birmingham-38664893
Owner of reprehensible website WorldStarHipHop dies suddenly at 43.
http://www.latimes.com/local/lanow/la-me-ln-world-star-founder-dead-20170124-story.html
Born 1973… hip-hop fan…. obesity… conking out in a “massage parlour”…
I’m reading my own obituary!
Um, sound engineer (and stuff) Bill Price…
Big loss, for me anyway. Butch Trucks. Engine room of the mighty Allman Brothers and uncle of Derek.
I always thought that was the most bizarre name – assuming it was his actual name? It almost sounds like a name in some comedy fiction for a closet gay person who’s really trying too hard – like ‘Macho Landrover’ or ‘Tuffy Straightman’ or suchlike.
Apparently he was christened “Claude”.
Thankfully, I’m guessing he wasn’t a relative of Soft Machine’s Hugh Hopper.
Best drummer name ever. Apart from Bob Clouter.
It’s always puzzled me how people acquire the nickname “Butch”. Claude Hudson Trucks was his given name. How did he get to be called “Butch”?
Allison Moorer’s first husband was Doyle “Butch” Primm.
I thought that’s a lovely juxtaposition – Butch and Primm.
Or Chad Wackerman.
Destined for a life behind a drumkit with that name.
Mary Tyler Moore has passed away at the age of 80.
http://www.bbc.com/news/entertainment-arts-38747061
She had a fairly tragic life.
I wasn’t a big fan, but liked her in the Dick Van Dyke show. If you buy released recordings of that show are they known as DVD DVDs?
In addition to the acting, her production company, MTM, was responsible for some of the best American telly of the 70s and 80s, including Hill Street Blues, Lou Grant and St Elsewhere.
Did I read that in a tweet from Archie V ?
Another drummer; Jackie Liebezeit out of Can. Nice piece in the Guardian at: https://www.theguardian.com/music/musicblog/2017/jan/23/can-jaki-liebezeit-drummer-krautrock
Jah Wobble dedicated tonight’s gig at the Jazz Café to Jaki. Said he was the best drummer he ever played alongside. His current drummer Mark Layton-Bennett is apparently the second best.
(Can – I Want More: Top Of The Pops 1976))
Speaking of dead drummers. Butch Trucks of the Allmans and uncle to Derek just died.
http://www.greggallman.com/rip-butch-trucks-may-11-1947-january-24-2017/
What, AGAIN? (^^^)
yeah it was all those false endings !!!
It’s Captain Peacock!
No love on the AW for Al Jarreau? Died two days ago.
I don’t think I’ve ever heard anything he did except this great 80s single, which I bought:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uRQf5S59e9g
Written and produced by Scritti Politti, which is easily spotted…
Maybe the jazz cats of this parish know more about that side of his career?
Lovely voice. Lovely man.
I saw him play at Santa Barbara Bowl many years ago.
I’ve got to say, I’ve been to a lot worse venues than that one in my time.
As a bonus Take 6 were the support.
Brian Pern. He is wiv da angels now: http://www.bbc.co.uk/mediacentre/latestnews/2017/brian-pern-tribute
Peter Skellern has left us: http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-cornwall-39006899
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aI_pcvTv3nY
Steve Hewlett, Radio 4 presenter. His weekly interviews/treatment updates with Eddie Mair have become stop-what-you’re-doing listening in our house.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/entertainment-arts-39027583
Bill Paxton. Only 61. V sad about this.
Game over, man. Game over.
John Hampshire – Yorkshire and England batsman, Test umpire, one of the best.
Excellent batsman, top bloke. Always had time for a chat with anyone.
Howard Hodgkin has bowed out on a decent innings of 84, leaving a legacy of glorious colour https://www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/2017/mar/09/howard-hodgkin-painter-dies-aged-84
John Lever, drummer in The Chameleons passed away recently. One of my fave bands, he was an integral part of he sound. I’ll dedicate a melody to him tonight.
Just noticed this. Very sad, and you’re absolutely right – they’d have been very different without him.
Joni Sledge, 60, cause unknown. Sister Sledge now a duo.
Colin Dexter, aged 86. I worked at the Oxford exam board in the school holidays for several years and in the early days he was still there. He bawled someone out and when he realized he’s got it wrong he then made a point of apologizing in front of everyone.
Loved the Morse books, loved the Tv adaptations too – a case of where the actor seemed a perfect fit for the role he was playing with John Thaw as Morse – as is also the case with David Suchet as Poirot and Jeremy Brett as Holmes.
I’m re-reading my favourite novels by the brilliant Swedish author Torgny Lindgren who sadly passed away last week. If you haven’t read any of his novels, do yourself a favour and seek them out! Not that many seems to have been translated into English unfortunately, but of the few that has I can especially recommend “Sweetness” and “Hash” (although I fear that his extraordinary use of the Swedish language and its northern dialects cannot be accurately reproduced in translation…)
(Edit: Oh, and “The Way of a Serpent” as well!)
A treat for you, Locust. The rest of them can look at the film at least.
https://www.oppetarkiv.se/video/1138075/sju-pojkar-avsnitt-1-av-7
Wonderful – what a storyteller he was. Thanks!
Berni Wrightson – masterful comic book artist and illustrator. I first came across his work in the late 70s in a book called the Studio, featuring Jeff Jones, Mike Kaluta, Barry Windsor-Smith and Wrightson.
Bruce Langhorne.
Robert Miles.
Like most people I started off loving ‘Children’, grew to hate it as an example of the worst kind of cheesy trance but then came full circle and ended up loving it again. RIP Bob Kilometre.
Geoffrey Bayldon, best known as Catweazle. I still say telling bone.
https://youtu.be/6qMP0cQXKyM
Nothing works!
…and I still say electrickery. He’s in my favourite film, Scrooge (1970) as a harassed toyshop owner called Pringle. I think he should have played Henry Crun in the big screen version of the Goon Show.
He was one of the last people left from that Scrooge – the others being the guys who played Cratchit, Fred and, er, Tiny Tim (ahem)…. and, unaccountably still on the twig – Ebbie himself, hard-living Albert Finney. Long may he reign.
Was he a wrestler as well? I have a vague memory of a wrestler (in the days of Big Daddy and Giant Haystacks) being dressed as Catweazle and putting a frog on the post at his corner.
J**m* Sa**l* did it as well IIRC.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again…. is you trippin’?
No – I am sure there was a wrestler called Catweazle who fought Kendo Nagasaki, Rollerball Rocco, Mick McManus etc. The frog in the corner was real.
Oh, he’s easily found. I remember him too, though I don’t remember the TV Catweasle
Thanks Gatz. I knew this wasn’t one of my Tizer flashbacks.
Outlived “Carrot” by about seven years.
Ah….Catweazle! What fun that was.
Roger Moore, 89.
Gawd bless. A fine practitioner of the great English art of not taking it seriously.
Alan Partridge will be at half-mast.
Eyebrow raised in tribute.
Aw. 🙁 Very much a part of my childhood. Bond, of course, but also Gold, Wild Geese, Shout At The Devil and even Crossplot.
I’m told that The Man Who Haunted Himself is very good too but I’ve never got round to watching it.
I loved the Saint -the music, the cars the skivvies and esp the stick figure logo
Austin based Americana singer-songwriter Jimmy LaFave passed away on the 21st of May, after a recently revealed cancer diagnosis. He performed at his own tribute concert only a few days beforehand. I saw him a few times in the US and I know he had some fans amongst the Massive. He was 61 and leaves a teenage son
@ VInce Black I can’t believe this – only just heard. I saw him last year in Austin and he was one of our highlights of the week.
Gregg Allman, 69.
John Noakes, 83.
That means he was 40-odd during his Blue Peter glory days, which is amazing considering the things he did. IIRC he held the world record for civilian skydiving “unbelievable that I’m flying through the air at 25,000 feet!”, he shouted – at a time when most of us would be screaming and soiling ourselves.
The Main Thing about him was how naturally funny he was. Uniquely, I think, he used a dog as a straight man (dog) as more and more situations were engineered to make the most of his wonderful comic pairing with his border collie, Shep. There was at least one spin off TV series as well.
If tempers flare of a summer night deciding the definitive, classic Blue Peter line up (Singleton? Judd? Greene? Ellis? Groom? Duncan? Purves? Wenner?…) only one name unites all – John Noakes. Or to give him his full title, John Noakes obviously.
Neil McCormick summed it up nicely on Twitter, “the childhood friend of everyone in Britain who grew up in the Sixties and Seventies.”
Not unexpected news but a great sadness nevertheless as another part of childhood departs forever.
Peter Sallis. Gromit will be shedding a soggy Plasticine tear tonight.
Gromit will not be alone in his tears. A sad loss.
In “The Times” today … John F. Muir, the Producer of John Peel’s “Night Ride” in the late 60s. Instrumental in getting an interview with John & Yoko for the show.
Adam West aka Batman.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=RLZQ3OLEJWE
Like Peter Sallis last week, he had a really distinctive, instantly recognisable voice. Think I’ll replay his very enjoyable interview with Chris Hardwick on the Nerdist podcast (from 2014) later by way of salute…
Brian Cant, 83.
No no no.
Brian Cant cannot die.
Cant can’t.
I love Bob Dylan but I think I’d put the Cant trilogy (CG/T/C) above BIABH, H61R and Blonde on Blonde. Ab-so-lute leg-end.
If those wonderful songs have never had, and I don’t think they have, an official CD release, they should now. Go to it BBC.
And now he’s gone to-his-des-ti-nay-shun. Bless him.
Just watched episode of Trumpton, think ive got something in my eye. (Drink has been taken but still) !!
Captain Flack has made his last roll-call. Windy Miller’s sails have creaked to a halt.
http://i1350.photobucket.com/albums/p773/minibreakfast/1cCfLwt_zps6eilmywi.gif
Time flies, bye…
Please Moose,this is worse than the end of Puff the Magic dragon, genuine lump in throat….. need more (less?) drink.
I really liked Brian Cant. He’s in my very earliest TV memories. When it was his turn to present Play School or read Jackanory, you knew you were in for a treat. You could tell he really loved doing it – wasn’t just a job. And he supported Ipswich Town!
I went to see the Canterbury Tales because Brian Cant was in it.
I was well into my forties.
Farewell
I went to see Benjamin Button, and was very disappointed that Floella Benjamin wasn’t in fact in it. And as for Arthur…. no sign of Toni whatsoever, just some little pianist dude.
A little pianist disappointed you. That story’s as old as time.
Fact: I saw Floella Benjamin in the nude once in an arty bit of alternative theatre above a pub in Shepherds Bush. All about colonialism and aid in Africa – she was an African, therefore nude.
All very discombobulating. Seemed against the natural order of things, somehow.
Michael Bond, creator of Paddington Bear. Aged 91. https://www.theguardian.com/books/2017/jun/28/paddington-bear-author-michael-bond-dies-aged-91?CMP=twt_a-culture_b-gdnculture
The real Batman, John Noakes, Brian Cant, Michael Bond… 2017 is killing my childhood!
Throw a police cordon around Derek Griffiths!
Derek Griffiths has recently joined Twitter, and is a joy.
Hooray!
Des O’Connor too, who’s taken to it like a duck to water (once he got his blue tick, anyway).
Carol Lee Scott, aka Grotbags. Aged 74. http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2017/07/06/needs-pic-death-grotbags-actress-carol-lee-scott-sparks-outpouring/
There’s somebody at the door…
There’s somebody at the door…
There’s somebody at the door…
Martin Landau last night.
George A Romero
Until quite recently: living
Now: dead.
Chester Bennington: very sad. My wife is (and definitely was 10-15 years ago) a fan of Linkin’ Park. I wasn’t, but went with her to see them at Wembley in about 2004. They were tremendous live, and extremely warm to the audience (which I didn’t expect from such a large American band).
Not sure how popular they are on here (so I’ve not done a separate thread) but just sad nonetheless.
Glen Campbell, aged 81. http://www.tmz.com/2017/08/08/glen-campbell-dead/
No doubt a blessed release for him, but still sad.
I thought this was very moving. What a loss.
https://www.theguardian.com/media/2017/aug/20/liz-mackean-obituary
Liz was one of my best friends’ best friends. Found myself having a little empathy sob the other day, despite not knowing her personally. An incredible woman.
Indeed.
Virgil Howe, younger son of Steve Howe, aged 42.
Liz Dawn.
Goodbye Vera.
Vera Duckworth, Elsie Tanner, Ena Sharples, Hilda Ogden, Stanley Ogden, Albert Tatlock… no other telly programme has come up with such brilliant names for their characters. Is that still the case, I wonder? (Amy Turtle -Crossroads- does merit a mensh too.)
Sean Hughes, 51. Shockingly young and terribly sad. https://www.beyondthejoke.co.uk/content/4695/news-sean-hughes-dies
And about 1.8 million people died of diarrhoea.
Actor Keith Barron, aged 83.
Della Reese, aged 86:
https://www.nbcnews.com/pop-culture/pop-culture-news/della-reese-touched-angel-star-r-b-singer-dies-86-n822571
Farewell Ferris – Rodney Bewes passes on at the age of 79 – http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/entertainment-arts-42067506
….by the cringe.
Forever remembered as Mr Rodney on the Basil Brush Show
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=73qF9mpXYf4&feature=share
I’d forgotten about Mr Rodney. That’s actually Mr Derek in the clip, though.
Oh shit sorry. All these Poms look the same.
Cheers, Bob.
I’d offer you a beer, but I’ve only got six cans.
David Cassidy, 67 years old
My sister LOVED him. She would have been 62 this year and would have mourned her teenage heartthrob’s passing.
https://www.theguardian.com/music/2017/dec/11/samantha-fox-accuses-david-cassidy-of-sexual-assault
Good grief! Really,Samantha?
Paul Buckmaster, arranger and conductor. He started out with the strings on Space Oddity, and probably made his name arranging for Elton John, but worked with a huge variety of artists: from Miles Davis to Taylor Swift. You almost certainly have a record that he’s on.
https://www.theguardian.com/music/2017/nov/19/paul-buckmaster-obituary
He did some wonderful work with Shawn Phillips.
He soundtracked my early teenage life without me realising it, scoring Space Oddity, Without You, Your Song, You’re So Vain, among others. He also arranged Moonlight Mile and Sway for The Rolling Stones. I was really surprised when I learnt that the album he worked on with Miles Davies is none other than On The Corner. Just, wow!
Johnny Hallyday, France’s answer to Elvis (who hadn’t asked France a question in the first place) – gone aged 74.
And Christine Keeler, who didn’t release any records, or get a mention from Philip- Larkin…
Sexual intercourse began
In nineteen sixty-three
(which was rather late for me) –
Between the end of the “Chatterley” ban
And the Beatles’ first LP.
…but must have been on his mind when he wrote it.
Or this
Max Clifford, died in hospital following a heart attack in his prison cell. The man who once said without irony, ‘Why would I need to name drop when I’ve worked with the Beatles?’
Humanity is poorer for his loss.*
(* It isn’t.)
I can pretty accurately date the last time I saw Breakfast TV.
It was in late November 2001 and I tuned in after hearing the news of George Harrison’s death on the radio.
I’m not positive what George would have made of Max Clifford being one of the “experts” who were brought on to talk about him but, with the legend “Beatles Manager” at the bottom of the screen next to Clifford’s name … I kid you not … I’ve got a fair idea.
Reminds me of when one of the Spice Girls was brought onto the radio to talk about the death of David Bowie and proceed to tell listeners that her favourite Bowie record was Ground Control to Major Tom.
Mrs F and I stayed in a West End hotel once in the years BC, so at least 15 years ago. Sitting on the breakfast table next to us was Max Clifford.
I am not a violent person, but never have I felt the urge so strongly to stab someone with a fork. He was an insufferable smug tw*t, just eating his breakfast. And that was long before the perv stories broke.
Much as I don’t like to speak ill of the dead, the world is a better place without him.
Keith Chegwin, aged just 60. Due to a progressive lung condition, apparently.
Cheggers goes pop!
There’s one that wasn’t in the sweepstake, RIP.
O very good, if a little dark.
With a bit over a fortnight left of the year, the tally so far (chronologically)…
Peter Sarstedt
Magic Alex
William Onyeabor
Mike Kellie
Baroness Rachael Heyhoe-Flint
Lee O’Denat
Bill Price
Butch Trucks
Mary Tyler Moore
Jackie Liebezeit
Al Jarreau
Brian Pern
Peter Skellern
Steve Hewlett
Bill Paxton
John Hampshire
Howard Hodgkin
John Lever
Joni Sledge
Colin Dexter
Torgny Lindgren
Berni Wrightson
Bruce Langhorne
Robert Miles
Geoffrey Bayldon
Roger Moore
Jimmy LaFave
Gregg Allman
John Noakes
Peter Sallis
John F. Muir
Adam West
Brian Cant
Michael Bond
Carol Lee Scott
Martin Landau
George A Romero
Chester Bennington
Glen Campbell
Liz MacKean
Virgil Howe
Liz Dawn
Sean Hughes
Keith Barron
Della Reese
Rodney Bewes
David Cassidy
Paul Buckmaster
Johnny Hallyday
Christine Keeler
Max Clifford
Keith Chegwin
That grim grouping of:
John Noakes
…
Adam West
Brian Cant
Michael Bond
Made me realise that most of the people who had given me such pleasure in my childhood are reaching the end of the line, and in every case it made me wish I had taken the trouble to thank them. Now if I particularly enjoy I book I often contact the writer on social media to say thanks.
That didn’t seem right for David McKee so I wrote a letter, an actual letter with a stamp and everything, via his publisher to say how much I treasured childhood memories of Mr Benn, and that when in Putney for a show at the Half Moon we had taken a detour to Festing Road to see where Mr Benn ‘lived’. He replied saying that writing and illustrating can be an isolated trade, that he enjoyed knowing that there were readers who appreciated his work, and that his favourite gig at the Half Moon had been Doctor John.
Doctor John…! How cool is that!
For the rest of the day I’ll be thinking about Mr Benn dressing up as the Mardi Gras King.
It could happen!
No, John Lever as well?
The left-arm fast bowler for Essex and England?
But I’m sure I saw him in a café in Woodford last week.
Oh.
Maybe they were on other threads but the two biggest names aren’t on that list … Chuck Berry and Fats Domino.
And of course, the late but still great Mr Water Becker.
Pat Dinzio of The Smithereens, announced today. Only 62.
Erratum: DiNizio. Sorry Pat.
List should also include Malcolm Young
I simply cut and pasted the list from this thread – there are other luminaries who warranted their own thread, I was just too lazy to go through the archives to find ’em….we can’t all be Kaisfatdad 🙂
Even I can’t be Kaisfatdad!!
Aunty Jack was an unconventional comedy show on ABC TV. Spaced out rock n roll humour it was where Garry McDonald aka Norman Gunston got known. One of the creative forces was Rory O’Donoghue aka Thin Arthur who was also a pretty handy guitarist.
He’s on here coz he’s dead. Reports say he died in hospital but I’ve also read he took his own life.
http://www.noise11.com/news/r-i-p-rory-odonoghue-of-aunty-jack-fame-1949-2017-20171216
some nice acoustic guitar in Rory’s tribute to ex Easybeat Stevie Wright. Hard Road was a big solo hit for Stevie down here.
Speaking of comedy, Christmas Eve saw the passing on of Dick Orkin, whose radio serial Chickenman was a staple of childhood.