Well, I don't like that she made comments about Jews or wore black face, that's pretty out there. I can picture the bluesy group meeting the mod-hippy boogie group in all the feathers, ruffles and stuff though... a bit like that scene in Black Adder where Edmund is trying to be the Earl of Doncaster, an absurd picture, but then I laughed at all the morris dancers jokes too so I'm kind of weird. I definitely tend to prefer self-depricating humour to the put-down sort the Brits often wallow in.
Al Jolson should've lived longer just so he could have covered Which Way You Goin' Billy by The Poppy Family. "Billy, don't ya know me Billy? Which Way Ya Goin'? Oh Billy boy, Can I come too?" I saw a movie of his where he dances with giant watermelon slices and it was just so dumb it was kind of enthralling in an Eraserhead sort of way.
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