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October 29, 2006

The Pinnacle

Michael Blowhard writes:

Dear Blowhards --

Some performances simply can't be excelled, now or ever.

One question? Why hasn't The Hoff covered this song yet?



posted by Michael at October 29, 2006


No, no. If you've seen him sing "Delilah" it's awesome. Saw him at the Wallingford, CT Oakdale Theater twice, and man...whew! Pure sex and power.

Posted by: susan on October 29, 2006 5:55 AM

At least it spawned quite a good joke.

Posted by: dearieme on October 29, 2006 8:25 AM

Ha! Now I can see why my mother and all her girlfriends were so ga-ga about Tom. That was fun! Thanks! :D

Posted by: Theresa on October 29, 2006 11:55 AM

Where were all the women's underwear being thrown onto the stage?

Posted by: Peter on October 29, 2006 12:02 PM

That's a great ol' vid of Tom. I remember how I used to think that "What's Up Pussycat" was about a li'l ol' kitty cat. I'm sure glad Karl splained it to me last year. Anyway, if anyone's interested, I think that Lynne and Tessa have done as good a tribute as The Hoff ever could.

Posted by: Dubya on October 29, 2006 3:04 PM

Peter, that wasn't an underwear material.

This one is.

Posted by: Tat on October 29, 2006 4:30 PM

Hello Michael

Thank you very much for your kind mention of my culture-blogging productions and for adding me to your blog roll. I am much obliged. If we ever meet in person I will get up on a table top somewhere and sing "Dalilah" in thanks. That's unless you prefer "Io parto".

Posted by: Gawain on October 29, 2006 8:42 PM

Try turning the sound completely off and watching it. You may change your mind. Or maybe I'm just getting too old.

Posted by: Charlton Griffin on October 30, 2006 3:35 PM

LOVE Tom Jones - I've seen him perform twice, and he's so much fun!

But... am I seeing a weird shadow, or is he possibly sporting the precursor to the mullet? Anyone? Little help?

Posted by: jenny on October 30, 2006 11:07 PM

The point where I began to actually dig Tom Jones is when I heard his version of "You Can Keep Your Hat On" at the end of "The Full Monty". That's just a sexy version of a sexy song, period.

Posted by: annette on October 31, 2006 10:14 AM

I saw Tom perform live at the Michigan state fair back in the late 1970s. I've never seen a crowd (all women, except for my brother, a friend and myself) in such a state of sexual frenzy. No male audience I've ever seen, even at, say, strip clubs, gay bars, bachelor parties, whatever, comes close to the heat those ladies were in. Ever since those women have formed my image of maenads and bacchantes, the female followers of Bacchus who would tear men to pieces.

Tom, by the way, despite singing all of his old hits, escaped with only minor cuts and bruises, and countless pairs of underwear with phone numbers written in them. Of course, he was an old pro at that game...!

Posted by: Friedrich von Blowhard on October 31, 2006 10:19 AM

PS---Where are the results of M Blowhards critics be damned movie poll? I thought voting shut down over a week ago. Transparency in the process, man! A paper trail. Otherwise 2 blowhards is just a banana republic! (Of course, perhaps, it is exactly a banana republic....)

Posted by: annette on October 31, 2006 2:34 PM

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