Ye Ye!

There's one thing that Mr. Miller here really enjoyed as a little sprout, and that was girls singing some really sugary, candy-sweet, bubblegum music. Miss Petula Clark was always a favorite of mine, with her love of the Downtown escapades and all. And also the former Mrs. Andy Williams, Claudine Longet -- she's half the reason why I loved to watch the Andy Williams Show (well, beside the funny chap in the bear outfit)!

Other mod chicks that I dug were Mia Farrow (Rosemary's Baby changed my life!), Goldie Hawn, and Twiggy with her big innocent eyes.

Now, with YouTube and record sharity sites, my world of mod girls and 60s pop music has opened up. Here's one song that has me banging my cans all around the room...

France Gall -- der Computer nr 3


Here's a translation from Google. I thought about tightening the lyrics up, and trying to make them flow better, but the loose translation sounded pretty funny:

The computer No. 3
I am looking for the right boy,
and love is guaranteed for both here.
The computer
knows
for every man the right woman
and happiness is at the moment
from its register.

Indeed, one of many millions,
of waiting for me somewhere.

(Gross: einszwoundachtzig, collar: 39, Shoe size: 46, stop!)

The computer No. 3
I am looking for the right boy,
and love is guaranteed for both here.

Lange, I was lonely tonight 'I'm in love,
and the only question is so
because the technology and science
and electrical brains there.

The computer No. 3
I am looking for the right boy,
and love is guaranteed for both here.
The computer knows exactly
for every man the right woman
and happiness is at the moment
from its register.

Indeed, one of many millions,
of waiting for me somewhere

Isis... I Love You

You know that old standby about little boys and how they hate girls - yuck!! I was always puzzled by that. I mean, I realized that I was suppose to hate them, having been told so by just about every kid character on TV. Beaver hated 'em. Opie couldn't stand 'em. Bobby Brady stood clear of 'em. So, what the hell was wrong with me? Why wasn't I like them? Why wasn't I a member of the He-Man Woman Haters Club?

Thank goodness I never got that membership card in the mail, 'cause I never would've paid any mind to the awesomeness that was Isis.

Saturday Mornings were already a little slice of heaven for this kid. But when Joanna Cameron popped on the screen scene, this boy became a man! The mini Superhero skirt outfit. The toned arms. The shapely legs. Wait a minute... can someone please, please explain to me what exactly it is that a boy is supposed to find gross about all of this!! "Cause, man! I was in love.

Even with the saucer sized spectacles on, as Isis' normal-person person, science teacher Andrea Thomas, still the girl has got it all sewn up and ready twirl.

Of course, there were a load of other interesting things about the TV program. There was Bigfoot, Andrea's cute student friend Cindy, fast cars, criminals on the run, Cindy and her jeans, mystery, adventures, and Cindy's molar exposing smile.

Boys, it's time to drop the facade. Go get the DVD Box Set a BCI Eclipse/Navarre.


Oh Zephyr winds that blow on high, watch this clip or you'll just die!