Today’s album scratches many itches, and very well, indeed. First, there are some exceedingly tasty performances from legendary Golden Gate quartet, PLUS some very schlock-infested Paris dance hall tunes in a delightfully overblown fashion.
GGQ takes center stage on a killer version of St. Louis Blues and-—as much as I loathe this song, these guys do it right-—When the Saints Go Marching In. They show how subtle harmonies are done in the wordless “Sexe”, and ably back up Line Renaud in Conga Parade, C’est l’Amour, and Tilt. The album cover alerted me to expect a kitchy classic, and it did not disappoint. Does anyone else love it when genius musicians show up in completely unexpected roles, and still manage to blow off the roof? This is truly my album of the week, and well worth the outrageous sum of $10 I spent for it.
Line Renaud au Casino de Paris with the Golden Gate Quartet
Pathé ATX 132
Now, may we talk about “Les Angels”, the backup babes? I am overwhelmingly hetero, so can I get some guys out there to agree with me that the babe poses on this album cover are SO not sexy? Are we trying to hide bad Brazilians, or just trying to be grossly coy? Either way, it's wrong wrong wrong.
I mean, really?
Seriously?
To show you boys I understand what a sexy girl is, here is a video featuring Helen. She would make me consider changing teams.
6 comments:
Still laughing about Bad Brazilians.
Some of those are sexy, Ange.
The second pair of girls, that is.
Pokey
Thanks Mistress Ange.
The name sounded familiar. Sexe is on the Ultra-Lounge, Vol. 4- Bachelor Pad Royale disk that came out in 1996. The series that re-infected us latter day baby boomers.
They dug down deep for this track.
Laugh. It's still effing great. Thanks for this!
Laugh. It's still effing great. Thanks for this!
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