The many moods of twentieth-century pop...
With that kind of sunburn, poor dear Miss Starr is bound to be blue - those diamonds have
got to chafe!
I'm not sure that Luis's blonde pal there is so much in the mood for romance as for deliverance from her current torment...
The Temptations, looking barely reconciled to having been consigned to mellowness and covering MOR numbers like "A Taste of Honey"...
While Bobby Hackett's cover model looks less mellow than sedated...
...which is the only state in which I'd consider ever putting a needle onto this particular groove.
The mystery here is why Julia Roberts in heavy eyeliner puts Roger Williams in a Latin Mood...
...any more than why the prospect of having to eat one's fellow team members should make one want to rhumba. Ever since that dog-eared paperback was being surrepititiously handed around in fifth grade, any picture of the Andes only calls to my mind
Alive!
Mr. Watkins is unusually frank, for which truth-in-advertisring I suppose we ought to be grateful; imagine the disappointment of bringing home your new copy of
Peppy Hits with Geraint! only to discover an hour of dirges and whining...
Fate may be in a pleasant mood, but if the cover is to be believed, Mr. Ra is firmly in Mr. Watkin's corner.
Finally, perhaps the most obscure opus of the deservedly and increasingly obscure Miss Bryant. The idea of such a tribute album is intriguing enough, but the orange juice lady's renditions of "Femme Fatale", "Heroin", and "All Tomorrow's Parties", let alone her lamentable "Walk on the Wild Side" do nothing to erase the memory of Nico or Lou Reed.
I'm not sure that Luis's blonde pal there is so much in the mood for romance as for deliverance from her current torment...
The Temptations, looking barely reconciled to having been consigned to mellowness and covering MOR numbers like "A Taste of Honey"...
...which is the only state in which I'd consider ever putting a needle onto this particular groove.
The mystery here is why Julia Roberts in heavy eyeliner puts Roger Williams in a Latin Mood...
...any more than why the prospect of having to eat one's fellow team members should make one want to rhumba. Ever since that dog-eared paperback was being surrepititiously handed around in fifth grade, any picture of the Andes only calls to my mind Alive!
Mr. Watkins is unusually frank, for which truth-in-advertisring I suppose we ought to be grateful; imagine the disappointment of bringing home your new copy of Peppy Hits with Geraint! only to discover an hour of dirges and whining...
Finally, perhaps the most obscure opus of the deservedly and increasingly obscure Miss Bryant. The idea of such a tribute album is intriguing enough, but the orange juice lady's renditions of "Femme Fatale", "Heroin", and "All Tomorrow's Parties", let alone her lamentable "Walk on the Wild Side" do nothing to erase the memory of Nico or Lou Reed.
it seems that everyone is in a mood of some sort. i'm in a horny mood...
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