Jun

04

Are ye dancing?

“Are ye dancing?” “Are ye asking?” When I was a schoolboy, I saw Francie and Josie deliver this routine at Perth Theatre. Dressed in vivid Teddy-boy suits, the Scots comedy duo – aka Rikki Fulton and Jack Milroy – lampooned the Scottish dancehall mating ritual. Fresh from the searing humiliation of Scottish country dancing classes […]

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Apr

29

Jazzed up

I don’t like jazz. I don’t like it in the way that The Boomtown Rats didn’t like Mondays and that I, in turn, didn’t like the Boomtown Rats. It’s a personal, visceral thing. Of course, everybody likes Ella and Louis. (That’s Fitzgerald and Armstrong for anyone under 40.) And I love Billie Holiday, mostly because […]

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Mar

15

Hats off to you!

“ONCE I BUILT A RAILROAD…” my Uncle Chic sort of bellowed the song rather than sang it. At family parties, fuelled by a few sherbets, his rendition of the 1931 Bing Crosby classic was always a bravura performance. He’d throw an arm wide, gesturing towards the vast dustbowls of America’s Great Depression and the vanishing […]

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