I didn’t forget, despite the fact that I haven’t posted about it in months and months.
I bring it up because today I got an e-mail from a porny list I’m on, where someone mentioned that the guy in one of the photos was Udo Jurgens, who won the Eurovision Song Contest for Austria in 1966 with his (very dull) song Merci Cherie.
He’s not especially handsome–there’s something about his eyebrows that I hate, actually. But here’s what he looked like in 1972 and today, shirtless and in his seventies. (The 1972 pic, as well as some campy others, can be found at udofan.de.) After the jump, a shot of his dirty bits, taken (according to the experts on the google group I belong to, at least) by photographer John S. Barrington in the early sixties. From what I can tell it’s not even the same person but, you know, far be it from me to judge.


Mercury, the group’s new single/video, is dancy, even more than last year’s awesome Flux (which made my top 10 songs of the year list.) But Mercury doesn’t have the oomph that Flux had, and the choppy production sort of ruins Kele Okereke’s always-endearing emo-like delivery. I mean, I’ve only given it one listen on my crappy work speakers, but I can’t say I’m impressed at all.
The video, which I actually like, is on their website, but I’m hoping they’ve got something better in the works.
Just wanted to let you know updates this week might be few and far-between. I have to work some extra hours, plus I’m working on a number of other crazy projects involving learning a new skill, organizing a film festival, and figuring out a major event for the fall. I’d be more specific than that but, you know, I’m not that way.
In other news, I watched I Fidanzati this morning. It was the first movie I’d seen in months, oddly, and I really liked it. Sometimes it’s refreshing to watch a movie you know absolutely nothing about the actors or the plot or the director. I liked how little plot there was, and how, despite the name (which translates into the Fiances), it was really just a 77-minute portrait of one Milanese factory worker who got sent to work in Sicily, leaving his girlfriend and elderly father alone for months.