On Wednesday, George complained about the "recent lurch to modern times" this feature had taken by featuring contemporary celebrities such as Bill Bixby and Nerys Hughes (God help him when I do my Scarlett Johansson post). And so, to keep Celebrity Jukebox's biggest fan happy, I've chosen someone today he should be more familiar with.
Louise Brooks was a Ziegfeld Follies dancer who signed a five year movie deal with Paramount in 1925 and became one of the biggest female stars of the Silent Movie era, although her career never really transitioned into the talkies and her star fell quite dramatically in the 30s.
Coincidentally, I came across a song that I never knew was about Louise Brooks while compiling my Top Ten Greek Mythology Songs last week. The intro to the video of OMD's 1991 single Pandora's Box tells how the Louise Brooks movie of the same name was banned by Adolf Hitler as "degenerate art". I bet he kept a copy for himself though. The song tells Louise's life story far better than I could...
Born in Kansas on an ordinary plain
Ran to New York but ran away from fame
Only seventeen when all your dreams come true
But all you wanted was someone to undress you
And all the stars you kissed could never ease the pain
Still the grace remains and though the face has changed
You're still the same
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark don't mention Louise by name though. To find an actual lyrical mention, we have to listen to 15 minutes of post-Fish Marillion...
As you lie there on your bed
Beneath the face of Louise Brooks
With your makeup and your teddy bear
And your C.S. Lewis books
Bad seed
You're a bad seed
Alternatively, if you're really brave, you might try Germany's answer to Ultravox...
And Pious told me even more
About stars that shine forever on
The times of Bara, Gish, Louise Brooks
And above all his queen called June
I presume he's talking about June Whitfield.
Or... you might subject yourself to some Campag Velocet. Now I'm just the right age to have been regularly reading the NME when they proclaimed Campag Velocet the next big thing. Which probably explains why nobody's heard of them since.
Louise brooks bob
Rouge red lipstick
Beauty spot
She's got what it takes
What I find most interesting about that track is that it climaxes thus...
I'm on the chaise longue
I'm on the chaise longue
I'm on the chaise longue
I'm on the chaise longue
Which makes me wonder if Wet Leg were reading the NME when they were 3.
(Regardless, that's a million times better than anything Campag Velocet ever produced.)
Then we have John "Butter Salesman" Lydon, arriving stateside in his Y-fronts...
When Bettie Page was on the run
And my west was way out west
And Louise Brooks speak the crooks
The greatest pornographic country in the world
Welcome to America USA
Arriving in my underpants
Land of the free
Home of the naked
And the brave
And for all you 80s kids out there (not George), some Optimus Prime...
Was your hair cut by the council?
Two in one, Louise Brookes and Shirley Temple
One Madonna glove and a jacket too tight
Are you wearing your whole badge collection out tonight?
That made me smile.
But I think today's winner is Nashville-based, Boston born "street rocker" Tom Ovans, who... and I'm just spit-balling here... might own a Bob Dylan record. Or two.
Well, she looked like Louise Brooks from one of them old silent movies
I think it was the one where she gets beaten to death
But when her eyes caught mine down in that city of crime
I knew it was a day I could never forget
Surely the correct tile for the Deine Lakaien track should be "The Aquatic Animal Formerly Known As Prince"?
ReplyDeleteI'm floundering to come up with a response.
DeleteHer lack of success in the talkies was maybe down to a squeaky voice?
ReplyDeleteNever stopped Marilyn.
DeleteNext week Douglas Fairbanks? As for the music, I will not be subjecting myself to Marillion, the others I will try, but not that. Worse than U2 etc
ReplyDeleteHave you posted Chaise Longue before?
DeleteDefinitely. It was my favourite song of last year.
DeleteShe was my Sunday Girl!
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