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The chronicles of Ruin, continued. Call me Ishmael said....intelligence is knowing what to do when you don't know what to do. Anonymous said... When I don't know what to do,I come here. 10 September 2009 22:59
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- CHRONICLES OF RUIN, WHAT THE PAPERS SAY
- EVENSONG, KIKI DEE
- PROPHET OF SNOT IN THE LAKE DISTRICT
- EVENSONG, DAVID GRAY, TO RAMONA
- THE BLOG DOG, BUSTER, FOR MRS NARCOLEPT
- SCOTLAND, BEST PART OF ENGLAND
- TORTURE, IT'S A GOVERNMENT THING
- WHAT THE PAPERS SAY, THE NIP NEWS, TOKYO
- LUNCH WITH A GIRLFRIEND, A STAR IS BORN
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- SOCIALIST PLAYBOY IN SHOCK DEFEAT
- SOMETHING WICKED THIS WAY COMES
- POPPIES.
- SCRATCHER IN THE SHIT.
- SOME BLOG OF ALEXANDER AND SOME OF HERCULES
- OF ARMS AND THE MAN, A LUNATIC SPEAKS.
- A WAR POEM FOR OUR TIMES
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- A LIVERPOOL LULLABY
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- EVENSONG, DON'T IT MAKE YOU WANNA ROCK'N'ROLL?
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4 comments:
Kiki was forever ruined for me after the ghastliness of she and Mrs Elton warbling "Don't go breaking my heart". Let me see if I can find a link...
Yes but this was lovely, donchathink? It is surprising how many otherwise fine artists have recorded with Reggie, that's showbusiness, I suppose. I have never seen him as anything more than a mediocre piano player with a monstrous ego.
Thanks to that, I have been going around crooning I Will Untangle Myself, sotto voce, all day. Another wonderful performer strangely overlooked, at least by me. I don't think her being called Kiki helped.
As for Reg: I have a soft spot for anyone who sang the songs that seemed to mean something to me when I was in my teens, when every lyric was obviously about my life or my loves, before I finally decided my future lay beyond the yellow brick road (ah ah-ah ah-ah). They are a motley crew, those people, and I'd be too embarrassed to own up to some of them now, but I still feel a pang when I hear them on Radio 2 at odd times.
Yes, very lovely, Mr Ishmael, and I was a teenager with the hots for Kiki in those days. Big, grown-up sophisticated woman of the world she was. Aw, bless.
As for Radio 2, mrs narcolept, it comes to us all. A few weeks ago though I heard Sheena is a Punkrocker on th afternoon show.
As loud as you like.
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