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Last night, once home from yet another birthday drinks outing this month (Dr Bitful has 12 friends, and they all have birthdays between May 5th and May 26th), I switched on the telly and put on Later with Jools Holland as recommended by Mike.
Lou Reed. A piece of history apparently. What never fails to surprise me is how someone with nerdy looks who obviously developed his own recitative stile of "singing" to cover up for tone deafness can still be up there on the Mount Olympus of rock. That reminds me of a picture from the 60s I recently saw (possibly in the Sunday Times Magazine), showing David Bowie, Lou Reed, Mick Jagger and… Lulu!Boom Bang-A-Bang. And then Amazing Alison (Ms Goldfrapp to you) came on, looking very austere in her long black jacket worn on high boots/stockings kind of things, a tiny 40's style military-style hat tilted on a mass of dark blond curls fading to black down on her shoulders. Reason to get a job #14: to be able to afford going to see Goldfrapp at Somerset House next July.
Monday 19 May 2003 at 10:27 am
But what about that McKay, eh? Never heard of her before, but I thought she stole the whole show. Lou Reed was so godawful that it was oddly compelling - the voice shot to pieces, eyes almost never leaving the autocue (even during Perfect Day). Goldfrapp were actually much better than that when I saw them live…she doesn't normally obscure her mouth with her fist round the microphone like that…