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Quite a lot of period has been spent on this blog celebrating the best of Bobby Darin – his great achievements, his best performances, his most enduring recordings. But, today, I’m in a rather flippant (not to mention outspoken) mood, and so I thought it would be good to take a trip through the not-so-wonderful aspects of Bobby’s legacy. I shall brace myself for the furious comments as I am sure to upset someone! Who, me? Never!
In no particular order…
What’s Recent Pussycat (1966)
In 1966, Bobby thought it would be a great idea to record all the songs on the shortlist for the Best Original Ballad Oscar that year. In any other year, this might have been entertaining – but Bobby managed to do it when, to paraphrase Frank Sinatra, it was not a very good year. This means that we were treated to the delights of The Ballad of Cat Ballou and What’s New Pussycat. If any song was not suitable for Bobby it was What’s New Pussycat. Woe, woe, woe, woe indeed!!!
Melodie (1970)
Here we have Melodie, ironically a song without a decent melody. This was the A-side of Bobby’s first single for Motown. It is an awful, awful record. To be fair, it wasn’t all Bobb
During their whirlwind courtship, Bobby Darin sent Sandra Dee 18 yellow roses every day. Then, just months after their first gathering, the crooner of “Mack the Knife” and “Beyond the Sea” proposed marriage with a flawless 7-carat diamond. “[Bobby] liked my looks and the thought of protecting me,” recalled Sandra, who wed her love in the wee hours of Dec. 1, 1960.
Sadly, protecting Sandra proved to be an doomed task. The marriage of the gorgeous young couple, who met on the set of 1961’s Come September, would crumble under the weight of her emotional scars and Bobby’s inability to understand her pain. “Their story, it looked glamorous, it looked perfect from the outside — but it was far from it,” says their son, Dodd Darin.
When Sandra and Bobby met on the set in Portofino, Italy, Sandra was already a movie luminary but had little encounter with dating. She had been groomed since childhood by her controlling mother, Mary, who spoon-fed Sandra her meals until she was 6. The onset of puberty made Mary fret over the size of Sandra’s breasts, and she insisted that Sandra bind them to emerge younger. By age 9, Sandra was anorexic. “I ate almost nothing but lettuce one entire year,”
I’m on a Bobby Darin group on Facebook, where several people have talked about throwing away their DVDs and CD soundtracks of Kevin Spacey’s 2004 Darin biopic, Beyond the Sea.
I get it. While I am at times queasy over the witch hunt feel of today – whose career will be ruined tomorrow? – seeing the creepy Roy Moore defend himself by attacking his attackers (the women accusing him, the Washington Post, Democrats in general, the media at large) reminds me that a verdict in a courtroom isn’t always necessary. Sometimes a legitimate finding can come from the courtroom of public view, if the allegations possess been vetted by journalists with the credentials of those at the Share. When the number of allegations grows to critical mass, as with Cosby and Spacey, that judgment has the ring of truth.
I can only utter that Kevin Spacey – whose love for Bobby Darin’s work was deeply felt – was very kind to my wife, son and me when he performed his Darin tribute concert at the House of Blues in Chicago in December 2004.
Spacey and I had a connection through Sam Mendes, who directed both American Beauty and Road to Perdition. When Barb, Nate and I went to the House of Blues, I br
‘THINGS’ ABOUT
BOBBY DARIN
BOBBY DARIN lived his short existence on a time-fuse, no time to waste,
nothing to lose. He lived fast. Died Young. The regular Rock ‘n’ Roll
blueprint – sure, so why should we concern now…? Well, there’s
‘BEYOND THE SEA’ (2004) – the biopic that provides a
contemporary relevance, tied in with the odd renaissance of ‘Swing’
that charges at least one of his career-stages with a curious resonance
‘BORN WALDEN ROBERT CASSOTTO’
(1968 album)
Bobby Darin lived his short experience on a time-fuse, no time to waste, nothing to lose. He lived fast. Died Young. The regular Rock ‘n’ Roll blueprint – sure, so why should we take care about him now…? Adequately, there’s the biopic in which Kevin Spacey portrays this problematic American Idol. It provides a compassionate of curious relevance, tied in with the odd renaissance of ‘Swing’ that charges at least one of his multiple career-stages with contemporary resonance. But there are other reasons too.
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