{"id":285,"date":"2006-02-19T11:44:00","date_gmt":"2006-02-19T11:44:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.cookylamoo.com\/wordpress\/?p=285"},"modified":"2010-01-09T16:18:30","modified_gmt":"2010-01-09T16:18:30","slug":"but-when-barrel-scraping-stage-musicals-became-known-to-more-and-more-people-the-demands-to-do-something-about-ben-elton-became-louder-and-louder","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.cookylamoo.com\/boringlikeadrill\/2006\/02\/but-when-barrel-scraping-stage-musicals-became-known-to-more-and-more-people-the-demands-to-do-something-about-ben-elton-became-louder-and-louder.html","title":{"rendered":"But when barrel-scraping stage musicals became known to more and more people, the demands to do something about Ben Elton became louder and louder&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">So it&#8217;s come to this.  Lord knows there&#8217;s <a href=\"http:\/\/cookylamoo.com\/boringlikeadrill\/2005\/05\/adventures-close-to-home.html\">enough crappy musicals<\/a> plaguing the surfeit of fleapit theatres that infest London&#8217;s west end.  Not content with Abba tribute shows, Queen tribute shows, Billy Joel tribute shows, and Joe Dolce tribute shows, the West End is racing to the bottom in a desperate bid to take more money from dazed tourists still punchdrunk from the currency exchange rate.  I spotted this down the pub:<\/div>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/cookylamoo.com\/boringlikeadrill\/blogpix\/dcool01.jpg\" title=\"Fetchingly posed on top of my gas bill.\" \/><\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">At first I thought, &#8220;Wow, two hours of <a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/gp\/product\/B00004HYC7\/102-6856959-7252919?n=5174\">Eagle Rock<\/a> played over and over&#8221;, but then I noticed the tiny print below the big title and my heart sank.  Apparently it tells the story of a young man who hangs out with Rasputin, Ma Ba(r)ker, Ross Wilson and baby Jesus.  Please note that it says &#8220;love and music&#8221;, not &#8220;love of music.&#8221;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">Previews start on 26 April, so hurry! Australians will eat this shit up too. Americans are <a href=\"http:\/\/blog.wfmu.org\/freeform\/2006\/01\/boney_m.html\">less likely to get it<\/a> (in more than one sense).<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">Worse still, it&#8217;s not just Boney M but other bands created by musical genius Frank Farian &#8211; this includes Milli Vanilli.  Yes, the little blue flyer promises that punters will get to &#8220;Girl You Know It&#8217;s True&#8221;, but doesn&#8217;t mention that for the first time ever, you will actually see someone really sing it.  Although this is true of all the blokey bits in Boney M&#8217;s oeuvre as well.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">It&#8217;s worth reading <a href=\"http:\/\/www.guardian.co.uk\/arts\/features\/story\/0,,1687901,00.html\">the interview with Farian<\/a> about the show, if only for the choice quote, &#8220;I can&#8217;t make a comedy, it doesn&#8217;t go with our songs.&#8221;  More importantly, it reveals the Boney M no-one remembers, such as their mid-80s attempt at prog-rock, and the long lost TV special&#8230;<\/div>\n<blockquote><p>which Farian says was called Boney M Lost the M. &#8220;What was the plot of that?&#8221; He shakes his head. &#8220;The story was Boney M lost the M. It was a very low-budget film.&#8221;<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Think about it: it failed to meet Frank Farian&#8217;s standards.  I need to see this.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So it&#8217;s come to this. Lord knows there&#8217;s enough crappy musicals plaguing the surfeit of fleapit theatres that infest London&#8217;s west end. Not content with Abba tribute shows, Queen tribute shows, Billy Joel tribute shows, and Joe Dolce tribute shows, the West End is racing to the bottom in a desperate bid to take more [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,10],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cookylamoo.com\/boringlikeadrill\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/285"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cookylamoo.com\/boringlikeadrill\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cookylamoo.com\/boringlikeadrill\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cookylamoo.com\/boringlikeadrill\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cookylamoo.com\/boringlikeadrill\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=285"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.cookylamoo.com\/boringlikeadrill\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/285\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3255,"href":"https:\/\/www.cookylamoo.com\/boringlikeadrill\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/285\/revisions\/3255"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cookylamoo.com\/boringlikeadrill\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=285"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cookylamoo.com\/boringlikeadrill\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=285"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cookylamoo.com\/boringlikeadrill\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=285"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}