Per local news, Foreigner (who knew they were still a thing?) did a recent performance here and had a local H.S. chorus onstage to perform “I Wanna Know What Love Is” with them.
Gaaaaaaaaaaah!
I’m sure that there was no effusive praise heaped upon the chorus, just as I’m certain that at no point did the lead singer point his mic at the audience and enjoin them to caterwaul along with the band. Or to “show those lighters and cell phones”.
Sheeeeeit…I’m old enough to remember when rock ‘n’ roll was expected to be kind of edgy and part of the counterculture instead of “Sing Along With Mitch” for Boomers.
C’mon, grab your hair brush microphone and rock out with me!!
Don’t know if this tale is true, but I want to believe:
In the Fifties, the smart money was on Mitch Miller, head honcho at Columbia [Records], the man who single-handedly produced the worst records of the era and debauched the currency of mainstream Tin Pan Alley.
It was Miller who insisted Frank record the atrocious “Mama Will Bark” with the big-breasted Scandinavian, Dagmar. Sinatra left Columbia but never forgave Miller. Long after, they happened to be crossing a Vegas lobby from opposite ends. Miller extended his hand in friendship; Sinatra snarled, “Fuck you! Keep walking.”
Good morning, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa, and Sven!
Fatwa -- the Mitch Miller vid was just as bad as I thought it would be (but I thought the commercials were quaint). The Sinatra piece, OTOH, was truly execrable.
It appears as if the promised major cool-down isn’t going to happen. It was only in the upper 90’s yesterday, but promises to be in the mid-90’s all week.
Happy Plummeting Kitteh Monday, GN!
Per local news, Foreigner (who knew they were still a thing?) did a recent performance here and had a local H.S. chorus onstage to perform “I Wanna Know What Love Is” with them.
Gaaaaaaaaaaah!
I’m sure that there was no effusive praise heaped upon the chorus, just as I’m certain that at no point did the lead singer point his mic at the audience and enjoin them to caterwaul along with the band. Or to “show those lighters and cell phones”.
Sheeeeeit…I’m old enough to remember when rock ‘n’ roll was expected to be kind of edgy and part of the counterculture instead of “Sing Along With Mitch” for Boomers.
C’mon, grab your hair brush microphone and rock out with me!!
Don’t know if this tale is true, but I want to believe:
Hard to blame Frank:
Hi, Fatwa. Good morning and happy Monday, GN!
Good morning, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa, and Sven!
Fatwa -- the Mitch Miller vid was just as bad as I thought it would be (but I thought the commercials were quaint). The Sinatra piece, OTOH, was truly execrable.
It appears as if the promised major cool-down isn’t going to happen. It was only in the upper 90’s yesterday, but promises to be in the mid-90’s all week.
Hai, Sven and Paddy!
Paddy --
I was glad the “minstrel” tribute wasn’t done in makeup; it was plenty cringe-worthy the way it was.
Almost time for SCOTUSageddon. Sad.