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Jimmy The Hoover - Bandana Street (Use It) - Limited Edition Doublepack - 1985 - MCA

Wednesday, November 7th, 2007

Bandana Street - Front

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Hello. I am Jimmy The Hoover’s teddy bear.

Hello Jimmy The Hoover’s teddy bear, what a lovely outfit you’re wearing today.

Oh, thanks very much. I call it my ‘Bandana Street Spectacular’ .

‘Bandana Street’, eh ? I don’t think I’ve heard of that part of town. What goes on there ?

Well, whenever my fellow cuddly toys and I feel like trying to ’stop the city’ and ‘turn it upside down’, we dress up in our best leather gear, shades and bandanas and pop off for a quick bit of ‘ cruising underground’ - very often with a view to having a ‘1 to 1 in the dark.’

Errr… I don’t think I follow you.

It’s very straightforward. Initially there’s quite a bit of standing around ‘looking hard’, but as the evening wears on you spend your time trying to find somebody who wants you to ‘use it’.

Sorry, you’ve completely lost me. Use what precisely ?

You know….(the teddy bear points to his teddy bear groin) ….‘It’ .

Oh I see. That certainly gives a new meaning to the phrase ‘Teddy Bears Picnic’ doesn’t it. Well good for you Jimmy The Hoover’s teddy bear, it’s always nice to have a hobby - particularly one which involves meeting other people. Just one question though : seeing as you are a teddy bear, do you actually have an ‘it’ to ‘use’ hidden inside those leather trousers of yours ?

Errr… no… No I don’t. (Whispers) I am more of a voyeur, to be honest.

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Is ‘Bandana Street’ Just Another Velvet Avenue’ ?

Not really, no. But if you are spending your evening looking for either then your desired end result is presumably pretty similar.

Depending on the colour of the bandana you are wearing and where on your person you are choosing to wear it, you can advertise to all the lucky people around you that wish to participate in such exciting activities as spanking, bondage and… errr… ‘cock and ball torture’. There is even a lime green bandana allocated for ‘Sitophila’ - which apparently is either ‘dining on someone, or being dined off of’, which all sounds rather fun.

As systems go it certainly cuts out all that unnecessary chit chat with people at the bar who have absolutely no intention of ejaculating into your earlobe by the urinals within the next half an hour or so - and it also avoids that dreadful embarrassment we’ve all faced when you’re invited back for coffee only to find that your hot date is unexpectedly rimming you into oblivion, when you were really just up for a quick snog and a cup of cocoa if you’re being honest.

Interestingly, Wikipedia claims a similar code was common in the mid and late nineteenth century among those hardworking but obviously oh-so randy ‘cowboys, steam road engineers and miners’ :

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Handkerchief_code

Whilst here are some updated codes theoretically from the 70’s :

http://ilovethisworld.com/?p=854

http://www.gaycityusa.com/hankycodes.htm

If your interest is piqued and the above links don’t satiate all your bandana related sex needs, then the following article is a rather good read - as it indicates that doctored Nike sports shoes have also been used to convey very similar titillating titbits :

http://www.xtribe.net.au/index2.php

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Hang on a minute, Jimmy The Hoover’s teddy bear is wearing a bandana on the cover - does this mean we can find out what is he into ?

Yes it does.

That innocent looking teddy bear who rather coyly claimed to be just a ‘voyeur’ was in fact withholding a rather vital part of sexual information. By wearing a red bandana on his right arm he actually is telling you, the listener, that he really wouldn’t mind sticking his paw up your arse.

I hope he’s machine washable.

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Gosh. Tell Me About Jimmy The Hoover

Well, they famously had a hit before this with the excellent ‘Tantalise’ - but were then dropped when the follow up singles all failed to chart.

They were initially both named and managed by Malcolm Mclaren and consisted off Derek Dunbar (vocals), Karla Maddog (drums), Simon Barber (Keyboards), Flinto Chandia (Bass) and a mysterious chap called just ‘Mark’ on guitar.

Interestingly, nobody knows what the name ‘Jimmy The Hoover’ actually means - although it is possible that you or I could make a well informed, if scurrilous, guess.

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What Happened Next ?

Maddog the drummer left the country in the 80’s due to a lack of work permit. However, you have to work hard to discover this fact as his webpage is fucking horrible :

http://maddogx_78.tripod.com

If you click on ‘Maddog in The UK’ at the bottom of the page you will find out all about his involvement with Jimmy The Hoover. It is really interesting but, I warn you now, you have to battle with a rather ill advised bright red typeface IN CAPITAL LETTERS on a shimmering blue background. To help prevent your eyeballs from melting, for our purposes this is the important bit :

A MISTAKE WAS MADE IN CHOOSING THE 2ND SINGLE(IT DIED) AND INNERVISION DROPPED US… WE HAD A SONG CALLED YO JIMBO THAT WAS IN A SIMILAR STYLE TO TANTALISE AND THE RECORD COMPANY WANTED THAT TO BE SINGLE NUMBER 2. BUT WE HAD AN ELECTRO FUNK SONG CALLED BANDANA STREET AND THAT’S WHAT DEREK AND SIMON WANTED. THE MANAGER TRIED TO EXPLAIN THE STRATEGY TO THEM BUT THEY DIDN’T UNDERSTAND. FINALLY OUR MANAGER TOOK A POLL AMONGST HIS STAFF:B-STREET OR YO JIMBO? UNFORTUNATELY THEY PICKED BANDANA STREET, SO OUR MANAGER PUSHED IT WITH THE COMPANY WHO GAVE IN. IT DIED A QUIET DEATH AND WE WERE DROPPED FROM THE LABEL.

Incidentally, the more you look at his website the more strange and frustrated Maddog appears, as one second he is begging you to email him and offer him some drumming work - whilst the next he is posting semi-erotic pictures of women from Sweden, Milan and…errr… Uxbridge that he claims find him bed wettingly attractive :

http://maddogx_78.tripod.com/photostwo.html

A much happier chap these days, despite suffering from a similar work permit debacle, is the bassist Flinto Chandia. He is now a much sought after sculptor in Zambia.

http://www.artshost.org/insaka/artpgs/flinto.htm

I really like Flinto, mainly because he gives the kind of answer to the question “When were you happiest?” that I can only dream of. His reply?

“Being on stage performing on Top of the Pops in 1983 in London …. and being on top of Mount Kilimanjaro in 1989.”

Wouldn’t you just love to be able to give an answer like that ?

The last person found is Mr Bandana himself, Derek, who apparently has been working in a shop called World’s End for ages - this is a flagship store for Vivienne Westwood (coincidentally Malcolm Mclaren’s ex) in London. Want to see a nice picture of it ?

http://www.flickr.com/photos/30831346@N00/492972479

If you do go off searching for the remaining two Jimmy The Hooverers I couldn’t find (Simon and Mark), don’t be put off by the random stories you will quickly discover on the internet saying one member of this band is dead - this is but a red herring and actually refers to Maddog who just disappeared for a while. As he says on his website with his typical understated typeface and tone :

I AM MADDOG THE ONLY DRUMMER THAT COUNTS ….PEOPLE THOUGHT I WAS DEAD BUT I’M NOT

Quite.

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Money Update

Cost : 8 pence

Current Value : A mere 1 pound and twenty pennies. It’s disappointing to say the least after all that sexual excitement.

Current profit : 137 pounds and three pence. Oh, I almost forgot, the free single with this is a remix of their big hit ‘Tantalise’ which is very unusual in a rather good way. ie It is actually better than the original. Take a listen :

The fact that this remix is so bloody good shouldn’t perhaps be that surprising, as it is done by a chap called David Motion - a man who also produced the classic ‘Since Yesterday’ by Strawberry Switchblade : http://tinyurl.com/yuavd4

David is now one of Britain’s most successful composers for commercial advertising - and has even collaborated recently with the very famous Evelyn Glennie : http://tinyurl.com/2e4b3n

Now, where can I buy myself a lime green bandana?

Supporting Cast Update : Mclaren, Malcolm ; Westwood, Vivienne

I Am Not Jimmy The Hoover I Am Not Jimmy The Hoover’s Teddy Bear

EDIT: Please click on the comments to find out what is embarrassingly wrong with the above, and for an update on Derek, Karla and (the previously thought missing) Simon, pop off to ‘Corrections and Clarifications’ by clicking here.

Age Of Chance - Who’s Afraid Of The Big Bad Noise! - 1987 - Virgin

Friday, September 28th, 2007

Who’s Afraid Of The Big Bad Noise! - Front

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What a fucking racket.

Heyyy … I am no ‘fucking racket’, daddio. I … am the sound of the future.

The sound of the future ?

You got it, grandpa. In the future, every song is gonna sound… just like me.

Really ? Are you Sure ?

Absolute-to-the-lee. You won’t understand me, but that is because I am not designed for oldies like you. I am here for the kids. I am here for the hepcats. I am not here… for the squares.

Errr… right. So, tell me about this brave new genre of yours.

Well, it is a place where no-one has ever travelled before. It is place where Dance shall meld with Punk. And I shall call it … ‘ Dunk ‘.

Dunk.

Yyyyip. ‘Dunk’ will be a sonic soundscape of chaos, overlayed with relentless guitars and brand new sneery shouty slogans of the like
the kids have never heard.

Such as?

” Free your mind… and your ass will follow. “

Well ‘the kids’, as you refer to them, may not recall that line but most of us do. That is the title track from the album of the same name by Funkadelic. I believe the full line goes, ” Free your mind and your ass will the follow, the kingdom of heaven is within”.

Indeed it is. Deep, eh ? That’s the joy of sampling for you.

Is it. Any vaguely challenging shouty slogans in this song that you actually wrote yourself?

Of course. How about ” We’ve got a thing, girls and boys.”

And what exactly is this ‘thing’ that you’ve got for the ‘girls and boys’?

What, apart from the ‘Dunk’ and the ‘Big Bad Noise’ ?

Yes.

Errr… not much to be honest.

Exactly.

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Was This the Sound Of The Future ?

No, not really.

It wasn’t even the sound of next week.

Is This Failure A Good Thing, Or A Big Bad Noisy Thing ?

A very good thing, definitely.

Why ?

Because otherwise all the songs of the future would have sounded like
‘Sonic Boom Boy’.

Only not quite as good.

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Where Are Age Of Chance ?

There are two excellent Age Of Chance websites if this is your thing.

They came from Leeds apparently :

http://www.ageofchanceinfo.co.uk/

http://www.ageofchance.com/

The second link above also provides us with the easiest tracking down of people we have had to do yet, as it tells us quite specifically that Steve now works for One 2 One Vodaphone :

http://shop.vodafone.co.uk/

Geoff does freelance work for the Grand Theatre :

http://www.leedsgrandtheatre.com/

Neil is marketing and operations manager at Sportsvine :

http://www.sportsvine.com/

And Jan is wardrobe manager for The Workshop Theatre at Leeds University :

http://www.leeds.ac.uk/theatre/

In fact the only one unaccounted for is Charlie Hutchinson,
so let’s see if we can track him down.

Could it be that Charlie was playing in the classic cricket match between Scotton and Bishop Monkton ?

http://tinyurl.com/2db27u

Or is he now perhaps a tenor in The Sanctus Choir ?

http://www.sanctuschoir.co.uk/page2.htm

Or even a member of the band ‘Pop Defect’ ?

http://home.earthlink.net/~xylol/one.htm

I am afraid that details are so scarce, I guess we’ll never know…

Incidentally there are no official releases available for you to buy at the moment, but you can download the Age Of Chance 1986 album, ‘Crush Collison’, here :

http://thesubversivesounds.blogspot.com/2007/05/age-of-chance-crush-collision.html

View the video for this song here :

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mk-1q2b_FJs

And read even more about them here :

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Age_of_Chance

Apparently the cover for their album ‘Don’t Get Mad… Get Even” was once voted one of Q magazine’s 100 best album covers of all time.

Money Update

Cost : 8 pence

Current Value : 2 big bad noisy pounds, and no fearful pennies

Current Profit : 118 pounds and 73 pence. By way of conclusion, this record reached number 65, fact fans - which put it in third place in all things charty behind Gordon and Randy.

Supporting Cast Update : Funkadelic and Westworld

I Am Not Age Of Chance

Cock Robin - When Your Heart Is Weak - 1985 - CBS

Friday, August 17th, 2007

When Your Heart Is Weak - Front

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“What’s the matter with the way we look?” begins the lead singer.

One look at the record cover shows what a brave issue this is to raise. There are, it seems, many answers to his enquiry - but for now let’s just say his scarf was probably a bit of a mistake.

“Surely it’s not the end ?” he counters immediately.

Sorry what’s your name? Peter? Well no, it’s obviously not ‘The End’, Peter. There’s no need to overreact, it was just my opinion that’s all.

He interrupts me again: “I only meant to make my emotions clear…” Well, consider yourself very successful in this regard, OK? I won’t mention that bloody scarf again. Jesus.

From hereon, my already admittedly tense relationship with Peter begins to go downhill. He accuses me of worrying too much before completing a total U-turn, asking me to be his friend. This is disturbing bipolar stuff, but it’s not as disturbing as the way he is walking towards me and leaning against the wall - cutting off my only escape route out of the room. He looks at me deeply in the eyes. I try to back away but cannot. He speaks :

“When your heart is weak, I’m gonna pick the lock on it
My fingertips won’t fail me no matter what you do
The love you cannot see yet is about to witness a dawning
And you can twist and turn but you won’t get loose”

The love I cannot see yet ? Errr… Peter? I’ve known you for… what ? A minute and half ? Can I make something very clear : I am not in love with you. It’s not that I cannot ’see’ it ‘yet’, it just isn’t gonna happen. Ever. Also, I don’t like your rather sadistic allusion to me twisting and turning and trying to get ’loose’…

The mood hardens further in the second verse, as Peter’s eyes narrow : “Better forget getting rid of me, I don’t see how you can…”

Oh shit. Now he’s really starting to worry me.

“You put me off and I will hunt you down… again… “

It is at this point that I note it appears Peter really hasn’t forgiven me for that comment about the scarf.

“I’m mighty patient when I have to be, you have given me that
Still I look forward to the day you let me in”

Hang on a minute. First up I haven’t bloody well given you anything apart from a now obviously misplaced snippet of fashion advice. Secondly, if we ever do meet again, I’m not letting you ‘in’ anywhere : not into my group of friends, my house, and certainly not any of my bodily orifices. I am leaving. Now.

I’m starting to panic. After another chorus of Peter trying to make me ’see’ my ‘love’, he frowns at me like a constipated toddler. Oh shit. It’s the middle 8. He jabs me in the stomach :

“I’m gonna prove myself worthy, no more just hanging on without a prayer of a chance”

Will you get out of the way of the door please ? I want to leave.

“I’m gonna come without warning”

Oh no you’re bloody well not. Get your fucking hands off me.

“When your defences are down and you’re in a desperate need”

What the fuck do you think you’re doing? I have no desperate need that involves you, thanks very much - and those are not my ‘defences’ you’re trying to violently pull down Peter, they are my fucking trousers and I am not fucking interested, OK ?

“Oh, I bet you then, you’ll welcome me…”

What exactly am I saying that is so uncomprehensible? I am not ‘welcoming’ you anywhere, Peter. Particularly not there. Now get off me.

Right - this is ridiculous. This conversation is finished. I’m calling the police…

Errrr…..Peter? Peeeeterrr…

put… down… the knife…

Song Any Good ?

Yeah, it’s alright - it’s one of those songs that you know you’re not supposed to like, but then find yourself inexplicably singing as you walk around Sainsbury’s. You’ll quite enjoy it, as long as you don’t start imagining that you are in a conversation with the lead singer which ends with your own brutal rape and murder.

‘Cock Robbing?’

Stop it.

‘In Your Parted Cheeks’ ?

I said stop it.

Would You Like To Clarify Anything ?

Yes. I would like to categorically point out that Peter Kingsbery has definitely never either raped or murdered me. Nor, I am sure, would he ever have the inclination to do so for one very good reason : he is the lead singer of Cock Robin and definitely not a rapist, a murderer, or a delusional lunatic. In case there is any doubt whatsoever, I am designing a new T-Shirt for our shop :

“Peter Kingsbery Is Innocent’

Please show your support.

So Where Is The Non-Sexually Violent Peter, and His Non-Rapey Friends ?

Well, they’re not here, that’s for sure :

http://www.cockrobinband.com/

unless Peter likes to be called Jim ‘Buzz’ Rummings of a weekend - and this is not their boat :

http://www.cockrobin.com/

But, this is their myspace page and - like so many others on this website before them - they have only gone and bloody reformed :

http://www.myspace.com/peterkingsberycockrobin

Try not to snigger at the fact that the myspace music player shortens the band name to ‘Peter Kingsbery and Cock’. I certainly didn’t.

Tempted ? Then buy their newest album :

http://tinyurl.com/32kwp4

Not tempted - but want the old one ?

http://tinyurl.com/2yznqg

Anything To Add ?

Yes, the name of the keyboard player - Anna LaCazio - is actually a hilarious pseuydonym coined by our Peter because she turned up for the band audition with a shitty Casio keyboard rather than something posh like a DX7 or something.

He would have to eat his words these days though - the latest Casio keyboard has 61 keys, 500 ‘high quality tones’ a whopping 120 rhythms and a ‘Voice Fingering Guide’ :

http://tinyurl.com/2bgh53

You can’t ask for much more than that can you ?

Money Update

Cost : 8 pence

Current value : 2 pounds and 89 pence. Neither exciting, nor crap.

Current profit : 91 pounds and 35 pence. Incidentally, a few posts back I claimed that Randy Travis was the most successful song on here, because everything else had completely failed to chart. It turns out I was wrong. One other record here did chart - and get to a higher place than Randy. Number 50 to be precise. Who ? Gay Gordon. And The Mince Pies

Bloody hell.

I Am Not Cock Robin

Alan Darby - Don’t Suffer And Be Still - 1987 - Siren

Sunday, August 12th, 2007

Dont Suffer And Be Still - Front

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The breakdown of any long term relationship is a devastating time for everyone involved.

If you are friends with the two poor suffering individuals, it can be an emotionally fraught experience for you too. The word ‘divorced’ is clinical law based phraseology hiding all the bitterness that flows like molten lava beneath the surface, burning and scolding everything in its path. We have all seen friends get divorced, and to watch people you care about go through such intense emotional hardship is beyond words.

In the case of marriage, two people are so utterly convinced in the loving bond of trust they have discovered in each others inner selves, they express this commitment and desire to be together for the rest of their lives in the form of vows - in front of overjoyed friends and family. To see this kindness and sensitive openness years later descend into vitriol, hate, humiliation and disgust in each other is a lesson into how fragile the human condition truly is.

At least, that’s my opinion.

Alan Darby disagrees.

There is a common truism in the recycling world that there is no ‘away’ to throw things. This maybe correct, but you get the feeling on this record that Alan seems to believe that he has at least found an ‘away’ to throw his end - into a friend of his : a scared, emotionally scarred and about to be divorced woman. He keeps trying to appear caring and loving and not thinking about her pants but no matter how many times he re-phrases his words, his penis keeps rearing it’s ugly head.

The main chorus, for example, starts with a really lovely image of the couple in question at the beginning of their love affair. They are a ‘boy and girl’, with heads in hearts. That’s an arresting thought isn’t it? Your head in both your own heart and the heart of your lover. These two intertwined people then sadly turn, years later, into a lonesome ‘man and woman, dancing apart’. Nice, eh?

He soon ruins it though. He can’t help using this distance on the dancefloor between the two estranged lovers to his own advantage, and motions over to the lady in question to “Come closer, and talk to me.” If I was this woman I wouldn’t be tempted, as I suspect the word ‘closer’ in Alan’s strange world actually means ‘into a toilet cubicle’ and ‘me’ means ‘my penis’.

The dirty bastard.

What’s the music like ?

Disturbing.

If you make it to two minutes, this song has the worst guitar solo you will perhaps ever hear. It’s like listening to a gurning middle aged man cutting down metal trees with a chainsaw.

Then in the outro, having demolished them, he inexplicably turns into Sting – and there’s no need for that.

Ok, We’ve Suffered, Is Alan Still Around ?

Yes he is, and what is more I can guarantee that some of you have actually seen him play live recently…

http://www.wwry-london.co.uk/index.php?page=band

Yes, in the past he has been incredibly successful as a session musician with Eric Clapton and his ilk, and is now… a member of the house band for the Queen musical ‘We Will Rock You’.

Now, Alan and I differ in alot of ways. I wouldn’t use a friend’s catastrophic relationship collapse to try and sleep with them, and I also wouldn’t go anywhere near ‘We Will Rock You’ the musical as I believe it is unlikely to be anything other than a rather large pile of poo. Alan, however, I am sure doesn’t care in either respect - and I don’t blame him. I am sure he is getting paid more than I do and he is doing something that likes. In short : I Hate Him.

The link above also tells us that dear old Alan also writes music for the telly… let’s have a look… errr… well it is a slight misnomer, but he does write library music that possibly could turn up on the TV…. oooh, hang on… calm yourselves… here is a whole album of the stuff streaming online for your delectation :

http://www.dewolfe.co.uk/musicsearch/cd_tracks.php?cdnumber=RMCD%202051

Need to remove tension and stress ? Why not pour yourself a relaxing bath of Radox and listen to ’Turtle Watch’ ? ‘Peaceful, Reflective, Uplifting’… it’s bound to work.

Gosh, he’s done loads our Alan : he seems to have kick started his career by writing the theme music for a 1984 film about Barry Sheene called ’Space Riders’

which, according to IMDB, also features a young Marina Sirtis in the rather unenviable role of ’Girl In Porsche’ and music by Queen. In an odd way then, Alan’s career has come full circle - starting and ending (at least for now) under the gaze of Brian May and his loveable spandexed chums… and, for some reason, I find that all vaguely comforting - now, where did I put that Radox?

Money Update

Cost : 8 pence

Current Value: They are hilariously wide ranging. From somebody trying to cash in on all that ‘We Will Rock You’ nonsense by charging 26 pounds, to somebody who is being a little more realistic and asking for, well, 1 pound and 65 pence.

Current Profit : 88 pounds 44 pence. The nineties lie tantalizingly ahead of us – but it’s slow going. Though not exactly still, we are definitely suffering.

EDIT : New information available in ‘Corrections and Clarifications’

I Am Not Alan Darby

Wendy Richard and Mike Berry - Come Outside - 1986 - WEA

Friday, July 20th, 2007

Come Outside - Front

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“ Come outside…” begs an increasingly desperate Mike Berry.

This may well be Mike’s personal preference, but I fear he’s worrying himself unnecessarily in this regard. I should imagine that, when it comes to Mike Berry, the only place any of us have ever really planned to come is outside – both outside of him, and as far away as physically possible.

This record’s shit isn’t it?

Well, it is all a matter of perspective. It seems to me that Wendy and Mike were asked to make a record that was a little bit silly and a little bit crap… and guess what ? It is a little bit silly and a little bit crap. Mission Accomplished. One way of looking at the situation is that Mike and Wendy achieved precisely what they wanted – and you can’t say that about all the songs on here. Look at Rock and Hyde, for example… if you must.

This record’s shit isn’t it?

Stop going on about it, accept the honest crapness and tightly defined limitations, and you may find there is much fun to be had here.

This record’s shit isn’t it?

For example, it starts with the sound of Mike Berry listening to the intro of a cheap karaoke version of Robbie Williams’ ‘Rock DJ’, before passing a really satisfying poo onto a glass table – then having a quick taste. And that’s just the first six seconds.

This record’s shit isn’t it?

There are also a nice number of faux cockney ‘ave a banana moments. I found the best place to sing ‘ave a banana was half way through the chorus just after ‘there’s a loverlee moon out there’ – but experiment for yourself and have fun with it, you may find a place more suitable for you.

This record’s shit isn’t it?

This, of course, is not the first time Wendy has sung this song. She also sang the original in the sixties. I do not know the original very well, but it seems this is in fact an updated version. From memory, in the original Wendy was harangued into coming ‘outside’ for the bloke to then presumably try his luck and attempt to come ‘inside’ a bit later on in the evening. If this updated version is anything to go by he was very successful – as on this record he meets Tarquin, the resulting stupidly voiced son.

This record’s shit isn’t it?

I warn you now, I’m not going to slag this record off just because it is a ‘novelty’ song. I think ‘novelty’ songs generally get a bad rap – you are dealing with a man here who will not have a word said against ‘Star Trekkin’ for example, and who giggles at that bit at the end where the words get mixed up and Scotty says ‘Its worse than that it’s physics Jim’.

That’s because Star Trekkin’ is brilliant. Everyone knows that. But this one…. this record’s shit isn’t it?

Shit? It’s chuffing awful.

More Facts Than You Ever Wanted To Know


are at a site I still find hard to believe actually exists - The Wendy Richard Appreciation Page :

http://pages.prodigy.net/glc/wrhp/html/wr_early.htm

They do review this record but, incredibly, they miss the seminal Mike Berry Eating Poo Off A Glass Table moment and instead make two rather outrageous claims.

Firstly, they describe Wendy’s singing voice as ‘ absolutely delightful; a contralto or mezzo-soprano’ - which is certainly polite - and they then go on to claim that the record is ‘scarce’ and therefore worth about four quid. This can’t be true can it? Hmmm… we will check this out immediately after…

Where Are They Now ?

Well, Wendy was in the soap opera Eastenders for years. But her character hilariously died a few months back and she was last seen…. opening the pet department at Allders department store in Croydon. Scarily, she is also about to play an older version of her character Miss Brahms from Are You being Served? in a new comedy called Here Comes The Queen:

http://tinyurl.com/2bfcoq

Is it just me, or is that a Really Bad Idea ?

For those of you who are not up on your Rock n’ Roll, dear old Mike was part of Mike Berry and The Outlaws in the sixties :

http://www.45-rpm.org.uk/dirm/mikeb.htm

His fans claim he is most famous for the song ‘Tribute To Buddy Holly’ (but really is most famous for being in Are You Being Served?)….and he is still recording with Mike Berry and The Crickets. These are The Actual Crickets, by the way… To catch up with His Berryness and buy a copy of his latest CD with those aforementioned Real Crickets, clicky here :

http://www.mikeberry.net

Hmmm. That’ll be the day.

Money Update

Cost : 8 pence

Current Value : OK. Let’s test that four quid theory… Well, hilariously one person is actually trying to shift their copy for 10 pounds 50 pence. This worried me for a bit, until I at last found another for 2 pounds 50 pence. I thought 8 pence was about right to be honest.

Current Profit : 80 pounds and 52 pence. We are clinging on to the edge of the eighties with our fingernails.

 I Am Not Wendy Richard I Am Not Mike Berry