Being of an age when pop start were only just beginning to be drooled over, the pictures I stuck under the lid of my desk at school were those of a particular cricketer, who was not all that attractive but who was a brilliant cricketer. But - the other day I was looking for something on YouTube and came across a young Sting singing with Pavaratti in 1992 and I thought PHOOAAARR. Erm, I mean Sting, not Pavarotti, and as the youngsters of today say, oh boy, was he buff! How old age sometimes realises what has been missed...
Nah, not my type Shirley, but you really must admit that Sting looked - ahem - buff [whatever that means.] But have you ever seen this?
Being also of that "certain age" my hero was Albert Schweitzer who saved the lives and souls of little black children in Africa, so by the time I got round to having favourite pop stars I was already married with children of my own. My all time favourite is Freddy Mercury and Queen and I've always loved him singing "Barcelona" with Monserrat Caballe. (Incidently, he's the spitting image of my ex). When I wanted to annoy my teenage sons I used to sing "I'm going slightly mad" which I very often was when they were around.
Freddie Mercury absolutely, you know who else comes to mind Paul Rodgers from Bad Company. You know there wasn't a dry seat in that whole front row
Freddie Mercury definitely - his voice was something special and I cried when I heard of his death. [Tina - you are too young to know what we are on about!] I was just taken aback by seeing Sting in that video. I do not think I had ever realised what a [stop it Malka] gorgeous body he had.
I am now on a search for things that meant something to me years back, and I have found my "knives and forks" one. December 1981 - PlácidoDomingo and John Denver - hospital radio run by teenagers from the local synagogue and I had requested this song - and they called me "knives and forks" because the cutlery had not turned up with my ordered Kasher food - such a long time ago now. YouTube is wonderful for finding things from the past that meant so much at the time.
I used to drool over Charles Aznavor especially when he sang "She" in that sexy French voice! Turned me into a wobbling jelly. We were lucky enough to get tickets to his show when he performed in Johannesburg in 1975. What a gorgeous man!
Sting is and was a very versatile performer. Saw on a t.v. talk show that he's doing a movie now based on his early life. Went to see Three Tenors on Miami Beach for free several years ago. What amazing voices! My favorite....Phantom of the Opera. @Malka O.k. to look. No touchy.
I think I am going to have a music day today, courtesy of YouTube and not any of my hundreds of music CDs. Just because I feel like it!
The only sad thing is that we late boomers were a mere twenty years before video. They had shows, Don Kirschner, The Midnight Special, Austin City Limits but I'm sure many of those performances are gone forever. Then some of the ones they DO have are a surprise...someone who I thought was foxy was Alex Harvey. It's a pity he didn't live to the video age. The records didn't do him justice...he was a visual performer.
@lovemybull - you might have been a late bloomer - I am/was just an ancient for whom Elvis Presley was only just available to be heard but never seen. And when he was first shown on television it was waist upwards only. I mean, us girls of that age did not know anything about waist down, especially of the other gender. [well, some of us might have done...]
True Malka, I was a teen in the 70's, sex n' drugs n' rock and roola...heeheehee now the sex is only on the full moon, the drugs are scripts for numerous aches and pains and those same pop stars are either dead or old geezers...I'm ready for the ice floe.
Think I would rather hear them than see them now, because as I have gotten old, so have they... A teen in the 70s? There was no such thing as a teenager when I would have been one - we went from being children to adults "just like that" . As for the 70s - daughter finally came home from hospital just before Christmas 1969, son was born in June 1970, and my divorce came through in September 1970. Do not remember that much about the 70s after that
I was staying with my aunt and uncle in the States when Elvis appeared in one of his first live TV shows and 'cos I'd heard him sing on radio I wanted to watch it ..... no such luck .... as soon as Elvis started gyrating his hips my uncle switched the TV off telling me he was "disgusting" and totally unsuitable for an innocent girl like me to see!