Vikki Carr
After a recent spot of crate diving I found the Barry Ryan below and also this 7” which I knew nothing about except one of the titles was in French and I hoped it might be “Yeh-Yeh girl track”. It turns out that Vickki Carr isn’t a Yorkshire beauty spot but is in fact Texan born singer originally called Florencia Bisenta de Casillas Martinez Cardona which is fancockingtastic name and another sad sign of the blandification of American life in 50-60’s . Go here for more name change fun. ,
I think after a time she went back to her roots and now sings in Latin idioms. I like these two songs; they were never anything more than mainstream pop but worth a listen because of that.
The first “It must be him (seul son son etoile)” is more apt today with all our crackberries, twitter sites myface pages, the opportunity to be “hanging on the telephone” waiting for your latest (potential) squeeze to ring is endless. The song reads like an episode of “sex and the city” all in 2 and a bit minutes and thankfully without all the shoes and cod philosophy. It’s over wrought in a good way (probably due to its Gallic roots) and tip toes into camp sounding like Liza with twist of Eartha kit in the spoken bits. Have a listen and maybe turn your phone off for a few minutes.
Next up is just a great summer tune “So nice (Summer Samba)”. “Bossa nova” being one of the definitive sounds of the summer. This is a little bitter sweet treat like a well made Caipirinha it has a hint of Iberian sadness about it but swings along safe in the knowledge that it’s hard to be down on such a lovely day.
The sound on these tracks is poor I didn’t want to play around with them too much, so maybe have a listen and then track down better versions, that or put it on in the other room for that late afternoon breezy dreamy curtains gently stirring summer time feel.
Have we got any limes left and did you refill the ice cube tray?
After a recent spot of crate diving I found the Barry Ryan below and also this 7” which I knew nothing about except one of the titles was in French and I hoped it might be “Yeh-Yeh girl track”. It turns out that Vickki Carr isn’t a Yorkshire beauty spot but is in fact Texan born singer originally called Florencia Bisenta de Casillas Martinez Cardona which is fancockingtastic name and another sad sign of the blandification of American life in 50-60’s . Go here for more name change fun. ,
I think after a time she went back to her roots and now sings in Latin idioms. I like these two songs; they were never anything more than mainstream pop but worth a listen because of that.
The first “It must be him (seul son son etoile)” is more apt today with all our crackberries, twitter sites myface pages, the opportunity to be “hanging on the telephone” waiting for your latest (potential) squeeze to ring is endless. The song reads like an episode of “sex and the city” all in 2 and a bit minutes and thankfully without all the shoes and cod philosophy. It’s over wrought in a good way (probably due to its Gallic roots) and tip toes into camp sounding like Liza with twist of Eartha kit in the spoken bits. Have a listen and maybe turn your phone off for a few minutes.
Next up is just a great summer tune “So nice (Summer Samba)”. “Bossa nova” being one of the definitive sounds of the summer. This is a little bitter sweet treat like a well made Caipirinha it has a hint of Iberian sadness about it but swings along safe in the knowledge that it’s hard to be down on such a lovely day.
The sound on these tracks is poor I didn’t want to play around with them too much, so maybe have a listen and then track down better versions, that or put it on in the other room for that late afternoon breezy dreamy curtains gently stirring summer time feel.
Have we got any limes left and did you refill the ice cube tray?
Vikki Carr: Summer samba
Vikkia Carr: Let it be him
1 comment:
What a swishy version of Summer Samba - it's one of my fave latin tunes. And what a set of pipes. Great stuff
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