Just in case you haven't noticed, Jez quietly brough The Chain back last week... so if you haven't dropped him a suggestion yet, get over to A History of Dubious Taste now and help restore the greatest interactive blog feature on the internet to its prime position.
How Can I Be Sure you got all the answers right yesterday? You might just be a Daydreamer. Still, I Woke Up In Love This Morning, so I'll give you the benefit of the doubt...
9. Little children should learn to replace the Y with IE.
Babys should be spelled with an ie.
In case you're saying "Whoooooo!?", this is the band that John 'Missing You' Waite started out in. Although they were a British band, they only had hits in the US and Australia.
Here's another one for the "Well, I never knew that" folder... the lead singer of Londonbeat was Jimmy Helms, who had a 70s hit with Gonna Make You An Offer You Can't Refuse and also sang jingles for the radio company I used to work for.
7. Sweet smelling weasels.
Jasmine is a sweet smelling flower, minks are slightly less fragrant weasels.
I was out walking with Sam the other day when I came across the "Happy Bench". Something about it really wound me up. Apologies, my reaction below gets a little extreme - but it was for humorous effect. I'm not really the sort of person who would ever consider micturating on public property. Still... I often present the best side of my nature on this blog. Whereas Ben gets the darker side.
(That said, when I posted a picture of the Happy Bench on my facebook feed, I was amazed by how many of my FB friends reacted in a far grumpier way that I did. It's good to know you're not the biggest misanthrope in the room. And that I chose my friends wisely.)
Rol: Well, I won't be sitting here then...
Ben: Or you could rip it off and set it alight at your feet?
Send a strong message.
I pissed on it. Will that do?
Only if you then sit in it. Commit to it.
If I did that, some happy person might come talk to me.
You could start growling? And yipping, like a small dog.
The yip is even more unexpected than a bark.
Flashback to my 20s.
Did you used to be a furry? Get up to a little bit of yipping?
The great dichotomy of my life is how much of it I've spent fighting chronic loneliness... and yet I hate people.
I'm not surprised if you go around pissing on park benches.
I Am Jack's Inflamed Sense of Rejection.
You might want to call a doctor and get that seen to.
What's the best Paul Simon song that's not on Graceland?
That is the mixtape of someone who has never made a mixtape in her life.
Or bought a record.
T'Pau!
I had a crush on Carol Decker, but still.
Even the "deep cut" by Dead Prez is still their most radio friendly one.
Are you sure the playlist isn't titled "Songs that I like when they come on the radio"?
Exactly. Never bought a record in her life.
Also. I thought it was an unwritten rule you didn't put the Beatles on mixtapes.
Or The Carpenters.
There seems little point in putting together a mixtape of songs everybody knows off by heart, to the point of being sick of them.
I mean, Respect is a classic, but I've heard it too much now.
Exactly.
Deep cuts only.
But there's no Beatles or Carpenters deep cuts.
Same with Nirvana.
Etc.
I'd put Carpenters on as a palette cleanser after something really out there. And maybe some really early, raw Beatles. I'd never say no to anything. But that playlist is just like they asked the Family Fortunes audience to name ten pop songs from the last 60 years.
Maybe it's a cover up. Maybe she has a huge Gary Glitter and R Kelly collection and doesn't want Hastings to find out.
C said that Howard Jones looks better now... I actually think he sounds better now. I was never that fussed at the time, but now I find these decent enough pop songs.
5. Coo-lumbo, Sherlock Homing and Agent Coop-er remove a lady's rear.
I'm not the world's biggest fan of the Pigeon Detectives, but sometimes the clue is too good to avoid...
Sing something simple. Here's ten songs where singers tell us to sing. Lazy buggers: they want us to do our job for them. Or... maybe they just want to remind us how good it feels to sing sometimes.
If you can't handle that, you may prefer the Glen Campbell version. If I were Fran Healy, I'd consider my job done once Glen Campbell had recorded one of my songs.
The other day, Martin (not Rossiter) was lamenting the fact that this Martin has only ever recorded one solo album. I couldn't agree more. This was a cracker. We demand more!
The opening track to the new Okkervil River album does exactly what it says on the tin. It's a song about famous people who've had tracheotomies. No, wait, it's a hell of a lot better than that sounds!
No, Aretha never had a tracheotomy. However...
Mary Wells, she was known as Motown's Queen
But laryngeal cancer left her unable to sing
They tried radiation, multiple surgeries
But she didn't have insurance and lost almost everything
Poor thing
But Diana Ross helped with her bills
Aretha Franklin tried her very best to help out Mary Wells
RIP, Aretha Franklin. After some consideration, here are my own personal favourites. I won't try to justify them beyond saying that I was a child of the 80s - which will explain two of these entries... Who's Zoomin' Who could well have been #11.
"We're going out tonight - out and about tonight..."
Yes, I actually went out on a Saturday night... whatever makes her happy, as Brett sang. So all I expected to provide you with this Sunday morning were the pre-prepared answers, no scores. Then you only went and hoovered up all the points in a three horse race that took under an hour - a record! Congrats to Rigid Digit, Martin and Lynchie... who just pipped the other two to the trophy by one point. Thanks also to Chris for mopping up the stray half point a bit later.
Commiserations to Brian, who stayed out late with the hope of sweeping in to get an early victory. Hope you had a nice night out before that, Brian!
Answers then...
10. In the days before mobile phones, these neanderthals ruled the airwaves.
Pretty self-explanatory, this one... if you remember it.
