Although often derided, I personally enjoy a good cover version. Unless it's Louise Nurding's 'Stuck in the Middle With You. Or Scouting for Girls' 'Common People'. Or Scouting for Girls' 'Don't Stop Believing'. Or Scou... Well, you get the picture. With a back catalogue as massive as Vernon Kaye's lack of self awareness, the Stones have always been ripe for a cover version. These five are particularly good; two underground soul icons, one overground soul icon (accompanied by abusive husband), one man everyone thinks they can impersonate and a forgotten-but-still-going-and-actually-they-were-quite-good British act of the early 2000's.
Merry Clayton - Gimme Shelter
Thelma Houston - Jumpin' Jack Flash
David Bowie - Let's Spend the Night Together
Ike & Tina Turner - Honky Tonk Woman
Turin Brakes - Moonlight Mile
Thursday 16 September 2010
Wednesday 15 September 2010
Random great Everton goals #5
Manuel Fernandes – Everton v Manchester United
Goodison, April 28th, 2007
Of all David Moyes’ acquisitions since his appointment as manager, only the talents of maybe Marouane Fellaini (initially) and Diniyar Bilyaletdinov have divided Evertonians to the extent that Manuel Fernandes did during his two loan spells at the club. To his advocates he was a skilful, creative force who, having arrived at a young age, would only improve. To his detractors he was a luxury item who too often refused to marry his talent with the industry of a Pienaar or Arteta. Whatever the truth, his slightly nomadic career to date tends to suggest that he is a player needing to settle down somewhere and play regularly in order to fulfil his potential. One glimpse of his undeniable ability came in this emotional game, the first to follow the untimely death of Alan Ball. Unfortunately for the Blues, although it was a strike deserving to win any game it merely paved the way for Everton to turn a 2-0 lead into a 2-4 defeat and for Iain Turner (horribly culpable for United’s first goal) to do irreparable damage to his Goodison career.
Goodison, April 28th, 2007
Of all David Moyes’ acquisitions since his appointment as manager, only the talents of maybe Marouane Fellaini (initially) and Diniyar Bilyaletdinov have divided Evertonians to the extent that Manuel Fernandes did during his two loan spells at the club. To his advocates he was a skilful, creative force who, having arrived at a young age, would only improve. To his detractors he was a luxury item who too often refused to marry his talent with the industry of a Pienaar or Arteta. Whatever the truth, his slightly nomadic career to date tends to suggest that he is a player needing to settle down somewhere and play regularly in order to fulfil his potential. One glimpse of his undeniable ability came in this emotional game, the first to follow the untimely death of Alan Ball. Unfortunately for the Blues, although it was a strike deserving to win any game it merely paved the way for Everton to turn a 2-0 lead into a 2-4 defeat and for Iain Turner (horribly culpable for United’s first goal) to do irreparable damage to his Goodison career.
Wednesday 8 September 2010
Random great Everton goals #4
Graeme Sharp - Sheffield Wednesday v Everton
Hillsborough, January 27th 1988
In a week when current striking options seem to diminish by the day; Saha and Anichebe lost to injury, Vaughan out on loan and Yakubu missing believed hungry, it seems appropriate to use another Graeme Sharp effort as reminder of what a consistent Everton goalscorer looks like. This gloriously subtle effort came in the third replay (that’s right kids, in the days before figure congestion was invented) of an FA Cup tie, all three previous ties having finished 1-1, the first two replays also going to extra time. The Blues clearly had got bored of the sight of the Owls and were 5-0 up at half time, winning by the same scoreline. This was goal number three.
Hillsborough, January 27th 1988
In a week when current striking options seem to diminish by the day; Saha and Anichebe lost to injury, Vaughan out on loan and Yakubu missing believed hungry, it seems appropriate to use another Graeme Sharp effort as reminder of what a consistent Everton goalscorer looks like. This gloriously subtle effort came in the third replay (that’s right kids, in the days before figure congestion was invented) of an FA Cup tie, all three previous ties having finished 1-1, the first two replays also going to extra time. The Blues clearly had got bored of the sight of the Owls and were 5-0 up at half time, winning by the same scoreline. This was goal number three.
L’Ambassade d’Auvergne
22 rue de Grenier St-Lazare, 3rd Arrondissement, Paris
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Arriving after a day’s cultural nourishment at the beautifully tranquil Musee Rodin, I had been looking forward, having read reviews, to a hearty meal at this celebration of central French Auvergne cooking in the Le Marais district. First impressions were positive, the interior was cosy with exposed wooden beams and a warm welcome from the maitre d’.
On studying the menu I quickly decided, as did Catherine, to start with the generally recommended warm puy lentils, cooked in goose fat and served with bacon. These came in a large bowl with the emphasis that we should help ourselves.
Although not the most appealing-looking of dishes, it was beautifully executed and very comforting. This comforting, homely theme continued with the main course. Again there was harmony in our selection, both of us choosing the magret de canard served with aligot, cheesy whipped mashed potatoes, which our waiter was able to stretch on a spoon from the pan like mozzarella.
The duck was nicely pink and the creaminess of the potato compensated for the lack of a sauce. Although filling nicely, the reputation of the restaurant’s chocolate mousse encouraged Catherine to order it for dessert, while in the interests of diversity I elected to try the blueberry tart with ice cream.
The tart was delicate, full of flavour and a nice light way to finish a meal. ‘Light’ would be the last word used to describe the mousse which, as with the starter, was left on the table in a huge serving dish, with instruction to Catherine to take as much as she wanted. Rich and moreish, it was the sort of dish that Masterchef’s Greg Wallace would no doubt declare his interest in burying his jowly face into. Overall what the food lacked in elegance it more than made up for in rustic charm. A bit of stodge is sometimes no bad thing…
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Arriving after a day’s cultural nourishment at the beautifully tranquil Musee Rodin, I had been looking forward, having read reviews, to a hearty meal at this celebration of central French Auvergne cooking in the Le Marais district. First impressions were positive, the interior was cosy with exposed wooden beams and a warm welcome from the maitre d’.
On studying the menu I quickly decided, as did Catherine, to start with the generally recommended warm puy lentils, cooked in goose fat and served with bacon. These came in a large bowl with the emphasis that we should help ourselves.
Although not the most appealing-looking of dishes, it was beautifully executed and very comforting. This comforting, homely theme continued with the main course. Again there was harmony in our selection, both of us choosing the magret de canard served with aligot, cheesy whipped mashed potatoes, which our waiter was able to stretch on a spoon from the pan like mozzarella.
The duck was nicely pink and the creaminess of the potato compensated for the lack of a sauce. Although filling nicely, the reputation of the restaurant’s chocolate mousse encouraged Catherine to order it for dessert, while in the interests of diversity I elected to try the blueberry tart with ice cream.
The tart was delicate, full of flavour and a nice light way to finish a meal. ‘Light’ would be the last word used to describe the mousse which, as with the starter, was left on the table in a huge serving dish, with instruction to Catherine to take as much as she wanted. Rich and moreish, it was the sort of dish that Masterchef’s Greg Wallace would no doubt declare his interest in burying his jowly face into. Overall what the food lacked in elegance it more than made up for in rustic charm. A bit of stodge is sometimes no bad thing…
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