Friday Vinyl In Corporate Hell (Part 2)

I just finished my 10 minute core workout, and sitting down for a nice healthy lunch and this, Part Two of my afternoon’s listening pleasure here in my basement office of Corporate Hell, the ‘The Sandie Shaw Supplement‘  album (Sandie Shaw).

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Well, “ring-a-ding-ding” Sandie.

Hullo!

The Sandie Shaw Supplement was a TV show hosted by Sandie in the Summer of ’68, a musical magazine that was rather ahead of its time.  The series covered a broad range of material (Sandie insisted on selecting contemporary songwriters like Jagger-Richards, Paul Simon, The Bee Gees, Harry Nilsson and Carol Bayer Sager).

Consisting of songs performed on her short-lived BBC television series, ‘The Sandie Shaw Supplement‘  was a very mixed bag, reflecting the repertoire of the all-around entertainer that she was apparently trying to become.  The renditions of pop standards are okay, and the cover music of pop-rock hits like ‘Satsifaction‘, ‘Scarborough Fair‘, ‘Homeward Bound‘ and ‘Route 66’ (which, honestly I love.  It’s 100% pure campness is right out of an Austin Powers movie) are mediocre-to-embarrassing; there are also some tunes like ‘Change of Heart‘ that are reasonable continuations of her pure pop singles of the mid-’60s.

Selected tracks will be inevitably enjoyed by her fan club, the rest serves merely as a “time capsule” album to be enjoyed by only the true music history and vinyl aficionado’s such as myself .

Oh, and maybe Andrew Marshall as well – weirdo that he is.

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About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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