Showing posts with label Nelson Riddle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nelson Riddle. Show all posts

Aug 17, 2020

Pearl Looks Surprised, Andrea Wants More, Plus Nancy's Sound, A Lil Sax And A Cuban-Goes-Brazilian Secret Song!


Oh, dear. Are you surprised like Pearlie? Maybe dumbfounded? Because the world as we know it has been mighty strange lately - to put it mildly. But we mustn't get down in the dumpity-doo! Not when there's still so much Pearlie to listen to.

May 10, 2020

Jun 11, 2017

Bucket Of Sads: Adam West


Swing, baby, swing! Adam West, the only Batman who really matters, rode the Batman signal into the clouds yesterday.

Oct 1, 2016

A Double-Feature With Robbins & Rozsa, Plus TV's Niftiest Noirs And A Lez-Be-Friends Secret Song!


Jeanne Moreau and Sean Young - together at last! Dafuq, you ask? What was France's Queen of Le Screen doing in a movie with America's favorite dead-eyed throw pillow?

Mar 7, 2015

Cat Fights Mouse, Dakota's Moon, Dudley's Piano, Plus Bartender's Best And A Fat-Shaming Secret Song!


For those of you still grappling with winter, I won't tell you that it's a breezy 79 degrees where I am (oops, my bad), but I will tell you that I found a delicious polpettone recipe earlier this week (I substituted ground turkey for the veal) and it was a hit. But more to the point, while I was making it (and it's easy, by the way) I listened to Scott Bradley's music from the "Tom & Jerry" cartoon series.

Sep 8, 2014

Three Gold Diggers Dig, Plus A Gaggle of Goodies And A Douchey-Judgey Secret Song!


Girls, girls, girls! Twentieth-Century Fox sure knew what they were doing. Advertising, as you may know, is generally designed to follow the eyes' natural path - in a Z pattern, from the top left corner to the bottom right. And look where we end up in this publicity photo for 1953's "How To Marry A Millionaire."

May 24, 2014

Summer Breezes In With Classic Broadway Soul, Riveting Ryuichi, A Mammoth Serving Of Lively Lounge, Plus A Leprechaun-Land Secret Song!


Summer is here! Hooray! Or to put it another way, can you believe I'm going to "Godzilla" this weekend? I know, right? That's when you know estivo is upon us, as the Italians say, when giggly, dumb-dumb movies are populating the world's movie houses and stories like this are all over the Internet. But what, you ask, does that have to do with the lovely ladies above?