We agree there, Caleb ;-) . This song has stuck in my mind since I was a boy
at the Xmas panto, and a recent playing on the radio of an Art Farmer piece
has someone briefly breaking into Buttons & Bows, just like Bird used to in
his live performances.
Speaking of the radio - anybody can play BBC Radio 3 if they download the
player from the BBC site, and they are doing a Pinter week - last night
there was a Words and Music dedicated to him, I just listened to it with
that Listen again arrangement, it has a few unfortunate glitches (the bloody
engineers make a few bits disappear like the ending of a marvellous Hikmet
poem read by P himself) - there are some very nice bits from his own work &
others, but the piéce de résistance is Pinter reading the end of The
Unnameable - stunning, hilariously fast, unforgettable.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b00hsl68
mj
Gimme eastern trimmin' where women are women
In high silk hose and peekaboo clothes
And French perfume that rocks the room
And I'm all yours in buttons and bows.
Livingston/Evans 1947
----- Original Message -----
From: "Caleb Cluff" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Monday, February 23, 2009 11:51 PM
Subject: Re: DM Thomas interview
>I believe the sig is Martin's, though I admire the song enormously... I am
> friends with an old rogue - a man in his 70s who has been, in his time, a
> soldier, brothel bouncer and streetfighter, covered in scars and tattoos,
> who ne'ertheless does a cracking, word-perfect version of the song...
>
> Caleb
>
> On Tue, Feb 24, 2009 at 9:17 AM, Judy Prince
> <[log in to unmask]>wrote:
>
>> Yeah, mj, Kasper's got a point, as usual, that balances extremes with a
>> reasonable 'lighten-up, folks'.
>> Here's my match of campy-goof brevity to Caleb's-sent 'Gimme eastern
>> trimmin' where women are women':
>>
>> I go for the guys whose jeans fit their thighs
>> their easy clues and know-how-to-do's
>> attitude wise and, yeh, exercise---
>> be right over, dude; I'm in the mood.
>>
>> Judy
>>
>>
>> 2009/2/23 Martin Walker <[log in to unmask]>
>>
>> > Uh huh. ha ha. uh huh.
>> > mj
>> > Gimme eastern trimmin' where women are women
>> > In high silk hose and peekaboo clothes
>> > And French perfume that rocks the room
>> > And I'm all yours in buttons and bows.
>> > Livingston/Evans 1947
>> > ----- Original Message ----- From: "kasper salonen"
>> > <[log in to unmask]>
>> > To: <[log in to unmask]>
>> > Sent: Monday, February 23, 2009 7:55 PM
>> > Subject: Re: DM Thomas interview
>> >
>> >
>> > to analyse this is to miss the point. this is lovely-dumb, & funny.
>> >>
>> >> KS
>> >>
>> >> 2009/2/23 Caleb Cluff <[log in to unmask]>
>> >>
>> >> In Saturday's *Age
>> >>> *newspaper<
>> >>>
>> >>>
>> http://www.theage.com.au/news/entertainment/books/hotel-of-broken-dreams/2009/02/20/1234633035833.html
>> >>> >,
>> >>> but moreso striking for this elegant piece, that does everything I
>> expect
>> >>> and desire in a poem, in eight lines.
>> >>>
>> >>> I fell in love with Sarah's nape
>> >>> Between her short black hair and collar
>> >>> Ugly and tongue-tied as an ape
>> >>> I fell in love with Sarah's nape
>> >>>
>> >>> Its coolness, whiteness, slender shape
>> >>> She never knew I was its scholar
>> >>> I fell in love with Sarah's nape
>> >>> Between her short black hair and collar.
>> >>>
>> >>> He is online here <http://www.dmthomasonline.com/>
>> >>>
>> >>> Caleb
>> >>>
>> >>>
>>
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