Last Night Betty (Extender)

Davey Dreamnation featuring Stung, ‘Last Night Betty Extender’ (6.59).

If it seems like a long time ago that I wrote the poem ‘Last Night Betty’, that’s probably because it was. Is.

And if it seems like an eternity since I listened to this slice of mixed up toe-jam by Davey Dreamnation, a musical interpretation right up there with the rest of them, that’s probably because it is. Was. 

Until now. 

Featuring unauthorised guitar licks from Kiwi Sting impersonator Stung, and a drum beat from a nifty little app called the Rapmaster that I’ve not been able to find again, this little outtake is what in the industry is referred to as off the hook.

Strap yourself in and be prepared.

It doesn’t get much loopier than this.

From the archives: Stung’s infamous [D/DN] testimonial …

Never a stranger to adventure either in realms of soul or song, Davey Dreamnation – performer, chanteuse, character, chameleon and social commentator rolled into one jump suit – has been having a year of new beginnings. In many ways, Davey’s life has been completely transformed. While Sting is sixty years old, for example, Davey has just turned 15.

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The Police reform (while Stung seethes)

Who was it that said Nero fiddled while Rome burned? Well scrap that, Poindexter, coz The Police have decided to reform and are set to embark on a huge world tour, just in time for the 30th anniversary of Sting’s brain transplant. The tour is even set to include Australasia, and don’t write off the possibility of a new album just yet.

All of which has left our resident vocal coach and singer in his own right, Stung, suitably seething. In fact, he’s seething so hard at the moment that the protestors trying to ram the Japanese whaling ship/factory Nisshin Maru in the Antarctic have called off their attacks and are headed this way, presumably in order to make use of some of that seething fire power.

“If only the Sea Shepherd had rammed the Nisshin Maru during the filming of Matthew Barney’s Drawing Restraint 9 instead,” seethed the Kiwi pop iconoclast, whose bid to soundtrack the American artist’s epically unnecessary three hour film was obviously knocked back in favour of Bjork.

The announcement comes as a double blow for Stung, whose new album, Desert Boot Meets Nose, is due for release any year now. And after the success of Dream of the Blue Pipe Cleaners and Nothing Like the Stung, well, you get the idea: seething, seething, seething.

“Let’s hope Stung has enough willpower left in him to pick up the flute, turn on the Mac Davis and start playing “It’s Hard to be Humble”. Stranger things have happened,” commented an obviously bemused and slightly bloated Scaramouche.

“And who knows, this might just be the impetus for Stung to get back together with The Poultice,” added Maikiki, lead singer and spokesperson for The In Jokes.