Otium cum dignitate.
Lils - that's marvellous! (still humming the tune...)I just love the rhythm in the first post, but seeing Elbey doing his excercises in the second one make me feel like the world is beginning to forget Jacko already...Great post, and why do we need people at the BBC when we have ladies like you...
The only fault I could find in this theory (excellent vids, thanks, by the way) is all the gentlemen portrayed are African American, unlike the late lamented Michael.
Thank you Scrobs, funnily enough I was searching Bill Bailey (not Mr Jackson) and got the dancing one in this. Superb.Elby is getting well limber as they say.Tuscs, you must have missed Mr Astaire who is a sixteenth Senagalese...perhaps Mr Wacko was his bastard lovechild?
The world is not forgetting Jacko already - everytime I drive the car the radio seems to be playing one of 3 records. Not his entire back catalogue with the (excellent) J5.Jacko repeated what had been done before and was lauded for it as if it had never happened, just as the lying shirt-lifter Danny Kaye copied Eddie Cantor and his 'vessel with the pestle' routine. In fact ALL his routines. Building a career on someone elses ideas. But hey, the public bought it.
Aw Pips, and there I was this weekend, singing 'Big Rock Candy Mountain' , AND 'Inchworm'!In fact, Mrs S commented only yesterday that my entire childhood was built around Danny Kaye, and there, you've now put a spoke in the wheel...
Actually, Pips, Danny Kaye had a TV series back in the sixties, where he did a few sketches, stories etc.One particular one was where he was a prosecuting attorney, and about to question the defendant.His act consisted of him standing up, (wordless please note), and shuffling around, arranging his pens, looking at his notes, blowing his nose, and all the time he said absolutely nothing.After at least a couple of minutes of this wandreing around, the audience was in stitches, and collapsed into hysteria when he pronounced to the judge......'No further questions , Your Honour'!It really was very, very funny, and if I can recall all this after all those years, then he must have got something right!
Yes, Scrobs I love Rock Candy Mountain and Inchworm. I used to like Danny Kaye until I read he wrecked the marriage of Laurence Olivier and Vivian Leigh with his homosexual affair with Olivier. No one gave her much understanding or support as she fell apart whilst it went on under her own roof. She ultimately killed herself. When I read Olivier's autobiography I took it back to the shop in disgust. It's the only book I've done so but it was repellant, he was repellant.Likewise the music of MJ wasn't enjoyed quite so much after I saw him dangle that baby over a balcony; Prince Micheal II. Calling all his male children Prince Micheal indicated to me he was disturbed, as if there wasn't enough evidence there already just by looking at him. The man had become more than his work. Now Big Rock Candy Mountain reminds me of 'Oh Brother Where Art thou" but it used to be a really good burger joint.
Pip, horrifying family story re Larry and Vivienne. Calfy's cousin's Grandma was Irina Baronova, the Russian ballerina. She was married to Cecil Tennant, movie producer. They were very good mates with Larry and Viv, and were witnesses to Viv's decline. One night Larry called them to the house as Viv was in a shocking state. They could make no connection with her and it was as if they were not there. Then suddenly Viv turned to Cecil and said to him "When I go, you are coming with me!" Some time later she died. Cecil and the children went to her funeral. On the way home he was in a head-on collision and died. The kids were just bruised. Irina was not in the car.
I know one of Larry's daughters. She's a dish. Tells of her father coming into her bedroom on Xmas Eve, dressed as Santa Claus, and falling over, so pissed he was.The private lives of the famous often bear no delving into. Many of them bastards, so I try to separate the artist from the art. Or there's not much left, seems to me.
Blimey, Lils. Spooky or what?!Elby, Ph told me never to put people on a pedastal as they invariably dissapoint. Ain't it the truth!I think there's a difference between not knowing someone at a distance and that someone deliberately lying, deliberately hurting or deliberately being cruel. From whatever distance I would despise that. I read that he knew he was hurting her and that she was falling apart trying to handle it - he just ignored her and it drove her nuts. Then he blamed her. Everyone else ignored it too. I don't know why he would do that? Why anyone would do that. What utter arrogance and cruel selfishness. Poor woman. So very very beautiful.
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