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Disco Dave.
I bought a book in a charity shop today, two and a half quid, Roy Plomley's Desert Island Discs, lists of every guest and their choices from 1942 to 1983.
Having thus perused it, I have picked out a few good uns from certain individual's choices. Indulge me:
Elizabeth Schwarzkopf, 1958, who famously chose seven of her own recordings.
Jon Pertwee, 1964: Dimples-John Lee Hooker.
Princess Margaret, 1981: Rock, Rock, Rock by Sid Philips and his Band.
Wilfred Hyde-White, 1958: Shake, Rattle and Roll - Elvis Presley.
Deborah Kerr, 1977: She - Gram Parsons.
Judi Dench chose as her luxury the films of Basil Brush.
Barry Sheen asked for 'an effigy of Denis Healey and a supply of pins.'
Now it gets a bit weird:
Dame Edith Evans, 1964: Rawhide - Frankie Lane.
Donald Pleasance, 1980: I Will Survive - Gloria Gaynor.
My favourite though, with which I am having trouble imagining how these worlds meet, is:
David Niven, from 1977, who not only chose You Are The Sunshine of My Life by Blue Mink and, wait for it, Gloria Gaynor's Never Can Say Goodbye but also, you won't Adam an Eve this, George McCrae's Rock Your Baby. That is just plain bonkers.
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I've always loved
David Niven (and his fridge). Now i love him more.
According to Holger Czukay
David Niven once went to a Can gig, and was one of the few to stay to the end.
Working my way through the archives
I've come across some real surprises while listening to the recently released series of podasts of DID archives. Michael Caine, for example, chose almost all techno stuff (trying to prove he's still young at heart?). The format is also quite revealing - some people I thought I would like (such as Peter Sallis, voice of Wallace and Gromit) proved to be disappointments. Morrissey's contribution was just cringeworthy.
I liked Peter
I have long intended to savour the delights of the DID Archive and this thread has given me the final push. Having just listened to Peter Sallis, I think he come across exactly as I would have expected: whimsical, humorous, and slightly detached. His musical choices were pretty good, though I could live without Tommy Dorsey. Anyone who selects the complete Wodehouse has to be one of the good guys. And his choice of luxury is just a delight (for little British boys).
Donald Pleasance
somehow seems very slightly more sinister now.
Barry Sheen
Ridiculously 70s name, wasn't it?