Showing posts with label Al Martino. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Al Martino. Show all posts

Friday, 7 October 2022

Oh-oh-oh-oh!


Ms Scarlet, Mitzi, Dinahmow and Savvy have started the party early!

Another wearisome week is kicking and screaming its way to its demise, and for that we are very grateful.

As it would have been the 95th birthday of that former nightclub-crooner-turned-hitmaker Al Martino, here's something a little - ahem - unexpected to get the festivities underway.

Who the hell thought that great singalong number Volare would have made a good dance record..? No-one young, of that we can be certain - yet, here it is:

Thank - cough, cough! - Disco It's Friday!

Gave a great weekend, peeps!

Thursday, 15 November 2012

Pat Him On The Po-Po?



Remarkably, it is not just Her Maj's Diamond Jubilee in 2012 - today marks 60 years since the very first "official music chart" was published in the UK.

A helluva lot of water has passed under the bridge since those "innocent" days. I'm not quite sure what anyone in 1952 might have made of the likes of Rihanna, Nicki Minaj or Maroon 5... nor indeed what any of the benighted yoof of today would make of the records that made up that very first Top 5.

I know which selection I'd prefer!

5. Guy Mitchell:

4. Bing Crosby:

3. Nat King Cole:

2. Jo Stafford:

1. Al Martino:

I can hear you all singing along...

First ever chart

Monday, 28 February 2011

We can sing in the glow of a star that I know of

Ho hum. Monday again.



Never mind, eh? The world is a much better place on this Tacky Music Monday, when we have Al Martino singing a disco version of Volare while (for some completely incomprehensible reason) flying through a snow-storm... Enjoy!


Volare, oh oh
Cantare, oh oh oh oh
Let's fly way up to the clouds
Away from the maddening crowds
We can sing in the glow of a star that I know of
Where lovers enjoy peace of mind
Let us leave the confusion and all disillusion behind
Just like bird of a feather, a rainbow together we'll find

Volare, oh oh
E contare, oh oh oh oh
No wonder my happy heart sings
Your love has given me wings
Penso che un sogno cosi non ritorni mai piu
Mi dipingi con le mani e la faccia di blu
Poi d'improvviso venivo dal veneto rapito
E incominciavo a volare nel cielo infinito

Volare, oh oh
E contare, oh oh oh oh
Nel blu, dipinto di blu
E ci dice di stare lassu
E volavo, volavo felice piu in alto del sole con coro piu su
Mentre il mondo pian piano spariva lontano laggiu
Una musica dolce suonava soltanto per me

Volare, oh oh
E cantare, oh oh oh oh
No wonder my happy heart sings
Your love has given me wings
Nel blu, dipinto di blu
Fenite di stare lassu