Saturday Odds & Sods: I Heard It Through The Grapevine

The Memory by Rene Magritte.

It’s been a long, hot pre-summer so far, which has me feeling languid and ennui laden. We went to an anniversary/hurricane season opening day party yesterday at Chez Homan. Long time readers might recall Michael as my blog nemesis. The feud is over and I won.

I’m still suffering withdrawal symptoms from the end of The Americans. A bit of Moscow summer weather sounds rather appealing at this point. Of course, they make you drink vodka so I’ll pass. I guess that makes me as stubborn as a Moscow Mule…

It’s too hot to be wordy so I’ll keep this snappy. I know, famous last words and all that shit.

This week’s theme song was written by the brilliant Motown songwriting team of Norman Whitfield and Barrett Strong in 1966. It was originally recorded by Gladys Knight & the Pips but Marvin Gaye’s rendition was the bigger radio hit. It’s a foolproof song, which has been recorded many times over the years. We’re featuring Gladys, Marvin, and CCR today.

Now that we’ve shared some juicy gossip. lets find some shade and jump to the break.

I nearly forgot about this fine 1995 live version by Fairport Convention with Richard Thompson and Roy Wood.

We begin our second act with a link to a story about a con artist whose name is NOT Trump.

High Society Grifter: There’s a fabulous story at New York Magazine’s The Cut about Anna Delvey, a fake heiress who specialized in running up huge hotel bills and never paying them. I’m uncertain if she claimed to have a private plane like Malaka D but ya never know. Jessica Pressler has the details.

Series finale week continues here at First Draft with our next segment.

Cheers 25: At the risk of showing my age, I was one of the few people who watched the first season of Cheers. I even did some proselytizing. I’m not taking credit for it becoming a monster hit but I was present at the creation.

Not long ago, it was the 25th Anniversary of the Cheers finale. That inspired some fine pieces and me to re-watch the final season on Netflix. Damn, it’s funny; even Frasier on the ledge is funny. Ain’t nothing funnier than character based comedy and nobody did it better than the folks at Cheers.

Two different show biz publications gathered the creative teams behind Cheers to discuss the show, the finale, and beer, beer, tiddly beer.

First, the Hollywood Reporter staged a Cheers writers’ room reunion for its readers. It’s all in the script, y’all.

Second, Variety talked to *some* of the same talented and funny people. As a Cheersaholic, I can’t get enough of these stories.

Since we’re talking late period Cheers, here’s a clip compilation, which includes a Johnny Carson sighting:

Tabloid Headline Of The Week: I just realized there’s been no political content this week. This Oval Office reality teevee summit should remedy that omission:

I wonder if Trumpy asked after her ratings? All this talk of Kims has me craving kimchi.

I mentioned having Americans withdrawal. The next two segments reflect that.

Saturday GIF Horse: Back in season 3, FBI counter-intelligence honcho Frank Gaad was having a bad day. He took it out on the poor mail robot.

Good night, John Boy. When you awake, it will be time for our favorite stolen feature.

Separated At Birth: I’ve never done a toon-human comparison before but after my wisecrack in The Americans recap, I feel obliged to do so. Ladies and germs, meet Baby Spy Paige and Velma of Scooby Doo fame.

Ruh roh, I may have gone too far this time. Let’s close things out with some music.

Saturday Classic: One of the things I have in common with the late, great Harry Anderson is a passion for the music of Mel Torme aka the Velvet Fog. This 1960 album features arrangements by Marty Paich and some great show tunes of the day.

That’s it for this week. I’ll give the final season Cheers gang and guest stars Tom Berenger and Shelley Long the last word.

2 thoughts on “Saturday Odds & Sods: I Heard It Through The Grapevine

  1. “How’s it goin’ Mr. Peterson?” “It’s a dog-eat-dog world, and I’m wearing Milk Bone underwear.”

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