Showing posts with label Campag Velocet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Campag Velocet. Show all posts

Sunday, 12 May 2024

Snapshots #343: A Top Ten Songs With French Titles

French actress Catherine Deneuve welcomes you to ten songs with French titles. She will provide the translations, since I gave up French in the Third Year...


10. Lucky x 4.


She should be so lucky. Lucky, lucky, lucky.


"I do not know why" Kylie was always so lucky.

9. Puppy Love for Shakespearean wife.


Donny Osmond sang Puppy Love. Shakespeare's wife was Anne Hathaway.

"I love you," Donny.

8. Big end.


That would be one Mega Death.


"To everybody", from Megadeth.

7. One quarter committed. 

A quarter is 25%. If you're committed, you are sectioned.

Section 25 - Je Veux Ton Amour

"I want your love", but not your money, honey.

6. I'd like a picture of the Empire State Building on my T-shirt, please.


Can you do me a Manhattan transfer?


"Love Song..." a ratty tatty tat.

5. Mr. Rigby. 


Amy Rigby is his better half.


Did you "Recognise, honey...?" 

4. Psychics look for the answer within.


Psychics...


Not much to translate there... "the freak".

3. Gav - accept Elmo, then we can undo this puzzle.


"Gav - accept Elmo" was an anagram...


Google translate tells me that the translation of that whole phrase is "preppy"... or "good style, good gender", one word at a time.

2. Look at me, I'm on half a Hawaiian beach. 


Look at me, I'm Sandra Dee, from Waikiki...


Were you "in love" with Kiki?

1. Good looking bloke with hazel peepers.


He's a brown-eyed, handsome man... with very recognisable feet.

"That's life"... it goes to show, you never can tell.

Chuck Berry - C'est La Vie

Les instantanés seront de retour Samedi prochain...


Friday, 2 September 2022

Celebrity Jukebox #30: Louise Brooks


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



Friday, 2 March 2018

Yesterday's Next Big Thing #2: Campag Velocet



"The best new band in Britain," said the NME, often a kiss of death... and it certainly seemed to be for Campag Velocet who disappeared shortly after the release of their debut album in 1999.

"Bunch of pretentious arses," appears to have been the verdict of the record buying public, and with song titles including 'Sauntry Sly Chic', 'Cacophonous Bubblegum', and their biggest "hit" (Number #75 with a bullet), Drencrom [Velocet Synthmesc]... well, it's hard to argue with that assessment.

Still, I did take rather a fancy to the title track of that album, Bon Chic Bon Genre. I've no idea why, because listening back now, I'm not entirely convinced it wasn't utter guff. Still, I was young (well, 27) and stupid (no change there). Let's give it one more spin for old time's sake...




Apparently Campag Velocet released their second (and final) album It's Beyond Our Control in 2004 on Pointy Records "to mixed reviews". By then, even the NME had given up on them.


Wednesday, 17 April 2013

My Top Ten Fashion Songs


From the least fashionable music blog on the net... a load of elegant, diaphonous, off-the-shoulder sartorial tosh. 

10. Campag Velocet - Bon Chic Bon Genre

Remember Campag Velocet? The NME tried to convince us they were in fashion back in 1999.

They weren't.

9. We Smoke Fags - Passion For Fashion

Gets in on the strength of the band name alone. Much better name than Campag Velocet.

8. Eels - Fashion Awards

E pops down to the fashion show, and if he doesn't win an award for best hair, well...
We'll blow off our heads in despair
7. The Frank & Walters - Fashion Crisis Hits New York

The very definition of "lost classic".
Well, fashion it moves on and on
While the things we've bought
Have been hardly worn
I still like my old three-piece suite but
It's in the shed and I've got no seat
Oh no no
6. Madonna - Vogue

Around this time, Madonna started to believe her own hype. She made some very bad decisions in the 90s and was never the same again. Still, it's a great pop song... so good, Lady Gaga couldn't help but rip it off.

5. The National - Fashion Coat

As with most songs by The National, I don't have clue one what it's about. Good though.

4. Flight of the Conchords - Fashion Is Danger

Bret & Jemaine bring us a (timely) warning about fashion from the 80s...
P-P-P-P-President Reagan
Th-Th-Th-Thatcher
Jazzercise
L-L-L-Lipgloss
3. Suede - She's In Fashion

It's good to have Suede back, and sounding as fashionable as they did when they recorded this.

2. David Bowie - Fashion

Dave takes the piss.
Fashion! Turn to the left
Fashion! Turn to the right
Oooh, fashion!
We are the goon squad and we're coming to town
Beep-beep
Beep-beep
1. The Kinks - Dedicated Follower of Fashion
Eagerly pursuing all the latest fads and trends, 

One week he's in polka-dots, the next week he's in stripes. 

His world is built 'round discoteques and parties. 

In matters of the cloth he is as fickle as can be,

I know, it could almost have been written about me.

Not likely. Still, at least I'm not a dedicated swallower of fascism... as Billy famously paraphrased Ray.



Darling! You look marvelous! What are you wearing?
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