From: owner-avalon-digest@smoe.org (avalon-digest) To: avalon-digest@smoe.org Subject: avalon-digest V7 #241 Reply-To: avalon@smoe.org Sender: owner-avalon-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-avalon-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk avalon-digest Thursday, July 18 2002 Volume 07 : Number 241 Today's Subjects: ----------------- [AVALON] El 'gentleman' del pop El 'gentleman' del pop ["M" ] Re: [AVALON] Sultan of suave oozes class ["David Firmin" ] To leave the list, mail majordomo@smoe.org with: unsubscribe avalon-digest ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Wed, 17 Jul 2002 07:05:23 -0400 From: "M" Subject: [AVALON] El 'gentleman' del pop El 'gentleman' del pop El 'gentleman' del pop Bryan Ferry. El ex lmder de Roxy Music, que actza esta noche en el Conde Duque, personifica el lado mas elegante de la mzsica moderna. El 'glamour' se invents para il FRANCISCO CHACON http://www.el-mundo.es/diario/madrid/1185268.html Anything interesting? M ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A young New Yorker called M Was frequently seen with old men Described as fantastic She preferred lots of plastic Especially Barbie and Ken. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Accentuate the positive, eliminate the negative. ___________________________________________________________________________ To unsubscribe, mail majordomo@smoe.org with: unsubscribe avalon Avalonians on tour 2002: http://helios.unive.it/~tcecilia/meetup.html ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 17 Jul 2002 15:18:04 +0100 From: "Fiske, Jocelyn" Subject: [AVALON] A Tale of two Cities (Part 1) BELVOIR: What have the Normans ever given us? Well apart from spectacular helmets, some rather fanciful language that the English successfully bastardised from poetry to smutty innuendo. Hence the lilting Belvoir (pronounced Belle Vwaahr) somewhere down the line became Beaver. So should we go with Bellevwaahr or should we go with Beaver? We're split. Oh dear, you can see where this is leading. So let's just say that after a picturesque 3 hour drive we found ourselves nestling in Beaver. Oh what a state to be in. Checked into our quaint little farmhouse that turned out for Messers Reece and Canning to be a mobile and NOT as I pointed out a caravan on bricks. A quick peruse of the welcome book to see a couple of names we recognised but no sign of them in person. They had been seconded to a nearby bungalow surrounded by family portraits so gruesome they had to be removed before their DIY breakfast next morning. It seems the Ferry fraternity had been bumped down by a passing battalion of septuagenarian cyclists (which accounted for the washing lines of padded gussets flapping in the breeze). A jaunty walk around our new Redmile haunt to acquaint ourselves with the scenery and to check out the supplies which seemed to run solely to local GB larger which bizarrely smelt like manure, an on going battle with midges even midgier than proper sized midges and we decided to cut our loses, return to Camp Peacock and prepare for the evening. Ivor threatened to go out in his Kevin Keagan circa 1972 shorts (which means very short) and I did my impersonation of a lying apostle denying Jesus three times. Reecey grunted, ate another packet of full tar nicotine (in the absence of food) grabbed a torch and off we went. Well apart from the fact that neither of my compatriots could trust me to book another "interesting" hotel again, they began to realise that they can't trust me to read a map either. Particularly one without contours marked. Twenty minutes into a "it's not far now" walk up a steady 1:3 gradient to a Castle that seemed never nearer, the penny dropped. Hang on, walking to the gig was never the plan, we were going to get a taxi up there and walk back! 2 miles later we reach the castle car park to find it locked up. A bit further round the corner and I flag down a car emerging from the Duke of Rutland's estate. A very helpful guy points out that it's another 3 miles to reach the entrance to the gig. We collapse theatrically to the ground saying we've walked from Birmingham in Wellington boots 7 sizes too big for us and that we haven't eaten for 3 days. He takes pity on us. And we're in the car of our new best buddy Mr David Hine who not only is a good Samaritan but also, it turns out, the man who counts the money for the Duke of Rutland. Great, he won't want paying. We're dropped at the group and VIP entrance and search out friendly faces. Now I have to say that Mrs Fraser is learning fast and is almost at the level of providing a fold down bar. I was particularly impressed by her individual slices of lime wrapped in cling film and packs of ice. Glad to see Amy and Alan Simoneli have made it safely from Detroit (via London) and there's Steve, Graham et al. This is the enjoyable part of the evening before the audience in part turned ugly (mind they weren't all that attractive at the beginning.) Lovely operatic chanteuse Izzy opened at Beaver. She missed a blatant crowd pleaser when asked from the front stalls "What's your name?" Izzy. Izzy what? Izzy to remember says she. It worked. She was backed by Julia on harp, a trio of violin babes and a Beckham coiffed male cellist. She has an album out and leaflets to prove it. Ferry has an album out and Izzy leaflets to prove it. How bizarre for the Mainliner to rely on the Support's publicity for their marketing. Time for the usual. I keep being fooled that this really will be extra special. But that evaporates after the first three numbers, not because they're faves of mine, but because my familiarity of them live has not yet bred contempt. But the second we go into Oh Yea I think "here we go again". It's one of only two songs this lot recognise or respond to (guess what the other one is they love to whistle along to). And that's when the stupidness starts behind us with people declaring that they have been there since the 13th century when the doors opened, and that they were pregnant (they'd been there that long?) and that, like cheetah, they needed a deserted radius of 80 square miles around them. And then there were the humourless ones who just stood stone faced, talked and bitched all the way through the concert. I still maintain that audiences make gigs and that band and crowd feed off each other. This had the effect of the band going through their paces, thank you and off. The only light spot being when, this time, we changed what's her name? Virginia Plain to what's her name? Zimmer Frame, which amused the band, amused us and went flying over the heads of the stone women and men. I feel I will forever refer to this as The Sixth Sense concert. You know, I see dead people. And to make it worse I had to scour the open fields that once bore witness to blood spilt in heroic battle, looking for my sunglasses only to be mistaken as a lavatorial usherette (note to self, don't walk round chemical toilets with a torch). Thanks once again to Steve Swift who found them and also provided a much needed lift downhill. Back at Cycling HQ and Reecey makes a remark that makes us all think. While Roxy is our all time favourite band ever, Ferry is not our second favourite band. And do you know what was the most disappointing thing of all? Ferry never did say It's great to be back in Beaver. Over to Mr Reece for Part 2, your Liverpool report and the rejuvenation of our spirits and the ecstatic proof of my "audience theory". Thank God for Scousers. The Countess of Rutland ___________________________________________________________________________ To unsubscribe, mail majordomo@smoe.org with: unsubscribe avalon Avalonians on tour 2002: http://helios.unive.it/~tcecilia/meetup.html ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 17 Jul 2002 07:43:47 -0700 From: "David Firmin" Subject: [AVALON] Sultan of suave oozes class Review of the Liverpool show: http://icliverpool.icnetwork.co.uk/0300whatson/1100music/page.cfm?objectid=12 035102&method=full *** ___________________________________________________________________________ To unsubscribe, mail majordomo@smoe.org with: unsubscribe avalon Avalonians on tour 2002: http://helios.unive.it/~tcecilia/meetup.html ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 17 Jul 2002 08:13:38 -0700 From: "David Firmin" Subject: [AVALON] Backstage at Ferry concert Pic of some of the band members. You can access the file at the URL http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Amazona/files/PICT0018.jpg *** ___________________________________________________________________________ To unsubscribe, mail majordomo@smoe.org with: unsubscribe avalon Avalonians on tour 2002: http://helios.unive.it/~tcecilia/meetup.html ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 17 Jul 2002 09:49:50 -0700 From: "David Firmin" Subject: Re: [AVALON] Sultan of suave oozes class Sorry if the link didn't work. Here's the story: - --- Sultan of suave oozes class (4 stars) by Alan Weston, Daily Post Bryan Ferry: Summer Pops THE Sultan of Suave made a triumphant return to the Big Top last night with a fairly short but powerful set which oozed class. Although billed as a solo appearance, it looked and sounded more like a Roxy Music gig, as it comprised several of the musicians and many of the songs featured on the band's highly successful "greatest hits" tour last year. With Bryan on vocals and Paul Thompson on drums, we already had nearly half the original lineup of the band on stage. They were joined by a full complement of musicians and backing singers - two of whom doubled as dancing girls for Both Ends Burning, Love is the Drug, and Do the Strand. As Bryan is blessed with one of the most distinctive and instantly recognisable voices in rock, you could almost imagine it was Roxy Music up there on stage, even if it wasn't. The classic tunes came thick and fast - Oh Yeah, Out of the Blue, Dance Away, before the Big Top erupted with the distinctive opening chords of Virginia Plain. Although few would argue that Bryan Ferry's solo material ever reached the dizzy heights he achieved with Roxy, he wisely chose the highlights from his solo career, such as A Hard Rain's AGonna Fall and Let's Stick Together. It was a tribute to the high quality of his band that even such quintessentially studio numbers as Slave To Love sounded great performed live. "Thank you - what a great audience," said Bryan to the thousands who were on their feet by the end of the set. He's still a class act. - ----- Original Message ----- From: "David Firmin" To: Sent: Wednesday, July 17, 2002 7:43 AM Subject: [AVALON] Sultan of suave oozes class > Review of the Liverpool show: > http://icliverpool.icnetwork.co.uk/0300whatson/1100music/page.cfm?objectid=1 2 > 035102&method=full > > > *** > > > ___________________________________________________________________________ > To unsubscribe, mail majordomo@smoe.org with: unsubscribe avalon > Avalonians on tour 2002: http://helios.unive.it/~tcecilia/meetup.html ___________________________________________________________________________ To unsubscribe, mail majordomo@smoe.org with: unsubscribe avalon Avalonians on tour 2002: http://helios.unive.it/~tcecilia/meetup.html ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 17 Jul 2002 19:54:58 EDT From: GeekUSA823@aol.com Subject: [AVALON] Remastered Siren This may have been mentioned before my Avalon days, but I have a question for everyone who owns the Remastered Siren. I just bought a copy and mine has a printing error in the liner notes. The first two and last two pages of lyrics are correct, but the middle two have the lyrics for Avalon printed on them. They're not detached from the Siren lyrics, but on the other side of the page. I was curious if anyone else has this in their liner notes. Any feedback would be appreciated. Christina ___________________________________________________________________________ To unsubscribe, mail majordomo@smoe.org with: unsubscribe avalon Avalonians on tour 2002: http://helios.unive.it/~tcecilia/meetup.html ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 17 Jul 2002 21:42:31 -0400 From: "Maggie Curran" Subject: Re: [AVALON] A Tale of two Cities (Part 1) Jocelyn, Wonderful fun...Part I. When will we get Part II? Most anxious to hear about the after show pub-in-the-field affair. Must say that "Beaver" is something of a disappointment...I much prefer "Belle Vwaahr." Now about those Wellies and "Zimmer Frame"........ Thanks, Maggie >From: "Fiske, Jocelyn" >To: Avalon@smoe.org >Subject: [AVALON] A Tale of two Cities (Part 1) >Date: Wed, 17 Jul 2002 15:18:04 +0100 > >BELVOIR: > > > >What have the Normans ever given us? > >Well apart from spectacular helmets, some rather fanciful language that the >English successfully bastardised from poetry to smutty innuendo. > >Hence the lilting Belvoir (pronounced Belle Vwaahr) somewhere down the line >became Beaver. > >So should we go with Bellevwaahr or should we go with Beaver? We're split. > >Oh dear, you can see where this is leading. > >So let's just say that after a picturesque 3 hour drive we found ourselves >nestling in Beaver. > >Oh what a state to be in. > >Checked into our quaint little farmhouse that turned out for Messers Reece >and Canning to be a mobile and NOT as I pointed out a caravan on bricks. A >quick peruse of the welcome book to see a couple of names we recognised but >no sign of them in person. They had been seconded to a nearby bungalow >surrounded by family portraits so gruesome they had to be removed before >their DIY breakfast next morning. > >It seems the Ferry fraternity had been bumped down by a passing battalion >of >septuagenarian cyclists (which accounted for the washing lines of padded >gussets flapping in the breeze). > >A jaunty walk around our new Redmile haunt to acquaint ourselves with the >scenery and to check out the supplies which seemed to run solely to local >GB >larger which bizarrely smelt like manure, an on going battle with midges >even midgier than proper sized midges and we decided to cut our loses, >return to Camp Peacock and prepare for the evening. > >Ivor threatened to go out in his Kevin Keagan circa 1972 shorts (which >means >very short) and I did my impersonation of a lying apostle denying Jesus >three times. Reecey grunted, ate another packet of full tar nicotine (in >the >absence of food) grabbed a torch and off we went. Well apart from the fact >that neither of my compatriots could trust me to book another "interesting" >hotel again, they began to realise that they can't trust me to read a map >either. Particularly one without contours marked. > >Twenty minutes into a "it's not far now" walk up a steady 1:3 gradient to a >Castle that seemed never nearer, the penny dropped. Hang on, walking to the >gig was never the plan, we were going to get a taxi up there and walk back! > >2 miles later we reach the castle car park to find it locked up. A bit >further round the corner and I flag down a car emerging from the Duke of >Rutland's estate. A very helpful guy points out that it's another 3 miles >to >reach the entrance to the gig. We collapse theatrically to the ground >saying >we've walked from Birmingham in Wellington boots 7 sizes too big for us and >that we haven't eaten for 3 days. He takes pity on us. And we're in the car >of our new best buddy Mr David Hine who not only is a good Samaritan but >also, it turns out, the man who counts the money for the Duke of Rutland. >Great, he won't want paying. > >We're dropped at the group and VIP entrance and search out friendly faces. > >Now I have to say that Mrs Fraser is learning fast and is almost at the >level of providing a fold down bar. I was particularly impressed by her >individual slices of lime wrapped in cling film and packs of ice. Glad to >see Amy and Alan Simoneli have made it safely from Detroit (via London) and >there's Steve, Graham et al. This is the enjoyable part of the evening >before the audience in part turned ugly (mind they weren't all that >attractive at the beginning.) > >Lovely operatic chanteuse Izzy opened at Beaver. > >She missed a blatant crowd pleaser when asked from the front stalls "What's >your name?" > >Izzy. Izzy what? Izzy to remember says she. It worked. She was backed by >Julia on harp, a trio of violin babes and a Beckham coiffed male cellist. >She has an album out and leaflets to prove it. Ferry has an album out and >Izzy leaflets to prove it. How bizarre for the Mainliner to rely on the >Support's publicity for their marketing. > >Time for the usual. > >I keep being fooled that this really will be extra special. But that >evaporates after the first three numbers, not because they're faves of >mine, >but because my familiarity of them live has not yet bred contempt. But the >second we go into Oh Yea I think "here we go again". It's one of only two >songs this lot recognise or respond to (guess what the other one is they >love to whistle along to). And that's when the stupidness starts behind us >with people declaring that they have been there since the 13th century when >the doors opened, and that they were pregnant (they'd been there that >long?) >and that, like cheetah, they needed a deserted radius of 80 square miles >around them. And then there were the humourless ones who just stood stone >faced, talked and bitched all the way through the concert. > >I still maintain that audiences make gigs and that band and crowd feed off >each other. This had the effect of the band going through their paces, >thank >you and off. > >The only light spot being when, this time, we changed what's her name? >Virginia Plain to what's her name? Zimmer Frame, which amused the band, >amused us and went flying over the heads of the stone women and men. > >I feel I will forever refer to this as The Sixth Sense concert. You know, I >see dead people. > >And to make it worse I had to scour the open fields that once bore witness >to blood spilt in heroic battle, looking for my sunglasses only to be >mistaken as a lavatorial usherette (note to self, don't walk round chemical >toilets with a torch). > >Thanks once again to Steve Swift who found them and also provided a much >needed lift downhill. > >Back at Cycling HQ and Reecey makes a remark that makes us all think. > >While Roxy is our all time favourite band ever, Ferry is not our second >favourite band. > >And do you know what was the most disappointing thing of all? > >Ferry never did say It's great to be back in Beaver. > > > >Over to Mr Reece for Part 2, your Liverpool report and the rejuvenation of >our spirits and the ecstatic proof of my "audience theory". Thank God for >Scousers. > > > >The Countess of Rutland > > >___________________________________________________________________________ >To unsubscribe, mail majordomo@smoe.org with: unsubscribe avalon >Avalonians on tour 2002: http://helios.unive.it/~tcecilia/meetup.html _________________________________________________________________ Join the worlds largest e-mail service with MSN Hotmail. http://www.hotmail.com ___________________________________________________________________________ To unsubscribe, mail majordomo@smoe.org with: unsubscribe avalon Avalonians on tour 2002: http://helios.unive.it/~tcecilia/meetup.html ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 17 Jul 2002 23:24:16 -0700 From: "Keith Shockley" Subject: [AVALON] Alphaville anyone? Does any one have the boot for the Alphaville cd? If so, I need it in the worst way and would be willing to do a trade or b&p for it...whichever you prefer. Email me offlist if you prefer. Thanks in advance. Keith NP: Grace/ Jeff Buckley ___________________________________________________________________________ To unsubscribe, mail majordomo@smoe.org with: unsubscribe avalon Avalonians on tour 2002: http://helios.unive.it/~tcecilia/meetup.html ------------------------------ End of avalon-digest V7 #241 **************************** ======================================================================== For further info, mail majordomo@smoe.org with: info avalon-digest