Hey pallies, likes this is likes, likes totally totally rad dudes! Recently we have been on a surfin' search for a plethora of posts accentin' our most beloved Dino playin' his coolest of cool, hippest of hip, randiest of randy persona as the swingin' spyster, 'cause likes we can never ever get 'nough of our one and only Dino as the one and only Matt Helm.
Likes our google Dino-blog searchin' for Helm has taken us to a number of beau-ti-ful blogs for some passionate posts accentin' our one and only Dino. Today we are perfectly pumped to share with you some delightful Dino-action from a most interestin' tagged blog "SLOW ROBOT A GO GO" where two nouveau hipsters tagged "Dr. Morbius (from parts unknown) and mOw" share, what perhaps in all our years of Dino-reportin' at ilovedinomartin, is not only the longest, but also both provocative and evocative tagged prose, "WHOS THE HUGE CAR DRIVIN, LOTTA BOOZE CHUGGIN SEXZUAL HARRASSINGEST SPY AROUND? MATT HELM IS AND HE IS DEAN MARTIN, AND IT IS CALLED THE SILENCERS."
Now, likes with a title likes that how coulda they go wrong with their coolest of cool, hippest of hip, randiest of randiest review of Helmer numero uno "The Silencers." While they have shared a bit of patter and a few Dino-as-Matt-Helm images in the post, the awesome action comes if you clicks on
the link " Slow Robot A Go-Go Show 110 – The Silencers."
Likes this perfectly primo podcast has these two delightful dudes dialogue back and forth givin' a powerfully provocative play by play commentary of "The Silencers" that certainly unequivocally evokes emotions of the coolest of cool kind. Likes we have never had more fun listenin' to anyone sharin' such incredible imaginative insights into our most beloved Dino as Helm.
We coulda goes on and on 'bout all this, but all that does is delay you enjoy the awesome action for yourself. Big note pallies: the Dino-actions doesn't begin until likes minute 33 of the podcast...so likes fast forward it for over a half an hour of deeply delightful Dino-fun. We sez our awesome appreciato to dudes Dr. Morbius and mOw for givin' us so so much pure pleasure. To checks this out in it's original format, simply clicks on the tag of this Dino-gram. Dino-funnin', DMP
WHOS THE HUGE CAR DRIVIN, LOTTA BOOZE CHUGGIN SEXZUAL HARRASSINGEST
SPY AROUND? MATT HELM IS AND HE IS DEAN MARTIN, AND IT IS CALLED THE SILENCERS
Slow Robot A Go-Go Show 110 – The Silencers
Tonight Dr. Morbius (from parts unknown) and mOw reviewed their Top Ten list then jumped right into Austin Powers. No, that isn’t right… it was more booze and more broads and bigger cars and a little dumber. OH… that’s right, Dean Martin is Matt Helm in THE SILENCERS! Listen, laugh and love won’t you? thank you.
Slow Robot A Go-Go is now part of the SLICE RADIO family! Look for some promotions to win awesome prizes and make sure to log onto Slice early and often. Also make sure to add us on twitter @slowrobotagogo to keep up on new news and developments. Also, please join our facebook group group to get the inside scoop on all our wacky shenanigans. But never mind all that… here is THIS?!?!
Saturday, August 29, 2015
Friday, August 28, 2015
His tag is Jim Dobson and his bio tells us that he has "been a writer and world explorer for over 30 years. I am highly experienced in exotic travel and luxury adventures and have been lucky to work and travel with some of the biggest celebrities and corporate executives." And, likes of course one of dem "biggest celebrites" is none other then our Dino.
Today we share a short segment of Dobson's recent post for "ForbesLife" tagged "Living Like Sinatra: The Ultimate Rat Pack Weekend in Palm Springs." Likes when and where did Jim encounter our most beloved Dino and his pallies Mr. Sinatra and Mr. Davis Jr.? Likes as youse will read below, Jim was one of the luckiest teenagers ever 'cause his daddy-o worked in the casino biz and Jim met our Dino and the rest of the pack as he grew up "in the 60's and 70's in Lake Tahoe. Likes gotta 'fess up that we are ubber extraordinarily envious of Jim startin' his "ultimate luxury experiences" hangin' 'round our ubber ultimate Dino!
Likes we're thinkin' that we are goin' to have to do some ol' 'net searchin' to see if we can find any other scribin's by Mr. Jim Dobson 'bout our King of Cool. To read his post in total, simply, as usual, clicks on the tag of this here Dino-report. Dino-'mazed, DMP
Living Like Sinatra: The Ultimate Rat Pack Weekend in Palm Springs
By Jim Dobson Contributor
I was a pretty lucky kid. I remember growing up in the casino business where my father worked, and being surrounded by a lot of legendary people. From family gatherings with Frank Sinatra, to hanging out backstage with Sammy Davis Jr. at every one of his concerts, it was an exciting life for a freckled faced, innocent kid. I would come to meet the members of the Rat Pack purely by the company we kept. As a wide eyed teenager I got to know them fairly well; Dean Martin never really drank, Sammy Davis was more spiritual than you could imagine and Frank was always entertaining beautiful women. They were a part of my life growing up in the 60’s and 70’s in Lake Tahoe, Nevada.
Dean Martin, Sammy Davis Jr. and Frank Sinatra
Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin golfing in Palm Springs
Posted by dino martin peters at 7:21 AM
Thursday, August 27, 2015
Hey pallies, likes our bestest of best Dino-phile Scotty-o from "BlueisKewl" has come through 'gain with phenomenally potent poses of our most beloved Dino shared with the greater Dino-world. Below are two cool candids of our most beloved Dino and his Rat Pack pallie Mr. Frank Sinatra snapped sometime in 1966. In both of this incredible images we see our main man with his ever present cigarette just waitin' to be lit up. And, we might add, these are two Dino-views likes that we ain't ever laid our eyes on before...at least as far as our Dino-memory carries us!
Just lookin' at these swank shots makes us wonder where they were clicked and what excitin' event our King of Cool was sharin' with the Chairman of the Board. Gotta sez that we likes deeply deeply digs the Dino-buddha-grin on our Dino's face in the first pix. Just glancin' at our Dino can't help but bring a similiar grin to his devotees' faces as well!
Once 'gain we gives our awesome appreciato to our Dino-holic pallie Scotty-o for searchin' and sharin' more 'n more perfect poses of our one and only Dino....helpin' to bring more and more of his readership into knowin', lovin' and honorin' our one and only Dino! To checks this out in it's original format, simply clicks on the tag of this here Dino-report. Dino-always, ever, and only, DMP
Dean Martin and Frank Sinatra 1966
Comedian and Actor Jack Carter is pictured in the first photograph as well.
Posted by dino martin peters at 7:08 AM
Wednesday, August 26, 2015
Likes just readin' the title of this prose scribed by columnist Mr. Ed Driscoll for the blog "P J MEDIA." gots us wonderin' what sort of Dino-direction that Driscoll was headin' in.
Well, likes, it turns out that while we were a wee bit disappointed that the only mention of our Dino as Helm is in the title, we were incredibly impressed by Driscoll's undeniable understandin' of the remarkable role that our most beloved Dino played in "the collapse of postwar pop culture (that) occurred after the death of JFK,"
Driscoll makes the extremely evocative proposal of "one possible timeline that explains Dean’s central role." Accordin' to Ed's theory, our Dino's role began with his historic hysterical intro of the Rolling Stones in 1964 on "The Hollywood Palace, As Driscoll knowin'ly deducts...."Clearly, Martin saw the future as well — and was not happy."
Driscoll then coolly and convincin'ly connects the Dino-dots between our Dino's 1968 Christmas Special, his lead role in the 1970 big screen disaster epic, "Airport," and our Dino's "mid-seventies Roasts" establishin' the amazin' influence that our Dino had on changin' the culture of that day.
While we are guessin' that Mr. Driscoll is proposin' all this tongue-in-cheek, and probably doesn't even know the depths of what he is actually sayin'........he does a thrillin' job of showin' the tremendous transformin' power of our King of Cool over the culture. One of the thin's that Driscoll doesn't mention, but truly shows the perfect power of our one and only man is how he single-handedly knocked the Beatles off the charts a mere year after he took on the Rolling Stones!
We are sorry that our feeble efforts truly ain't doin' justice to Mr. Ed Driscoll's extraordinary efforts, and that it took us almost three years to uncover this Dino-gem. We strongly strongly encourage you to take the time to soak in each power-filled paragraph of Driscoll's evocative and provocative prose.
We sends our belated thank you very much to him for his profoundly powerful prose stunnin'ly showin' the power of Dino over the culture of his day. To checks this out in it's original format, simply clicks on the tag of this Dino-gram. Deeply diggin' Dino, DMP
btw pallies know that we had planned on doin' a couple of follow up posts based on the two posts by Mr. James Lileks that somehow inspired Driscoll, but lookin' more closely at both of 'em, we find that they are just such complete downers we have chosen to let sleepin' dogs lie, if you know what we mean.
Dec 20, 2012
Dean Martin: Matt Helm, or the Real Manchurian Candidate?
Yes, as always, we ask the important questions ’round here.
Dean Martin has appeared twice in recent weeks on James Lileks’ Bleat, and both occurrences represent the dueling nadirs of postwar pop culture. Back in late November, Lileks featured stills from Dean Martin’s craptacular Celebrity Roasts from the mid-1970s. As I wrote back in my link, this was the last redoubt of my parents’ idols, after the New Left conquered Hollywood at the end of the previous decade.
But the handwriting was already on the wall, even before the left had won the war.
This week, Lileks featured stills from Deano’s 1968 hour-long Christmas “Special,” and on the previous day, wrote a great set-up to how the swank postwar Rat Pack era had sunk to such a cavernous depth:
It’s quite the artifact – an intersection of the waning culture and the new Hip, Vibrant, With-It culture that was seeping into everything. It’s mesmerizing and horrible. 1968 may have been the worst year between WW2 and 2001. Judging from this short 48-minute account of attitudes, styles, musical selections, design, clothing, and general tone, you might think that the culture was utterly exhausted, so incapable of doing anything but beaming treacle into the slack faces of middle-aged men and women pasted to their La-Z-Boys, huddling indoor against the winter wind and the shrieks of the dying society, that there was no way back.
We survived. Things got better.
Well, at least for a time. (True story: I read Lileks’ post featuring Deano’s Christmas Special on my Android tablet on the treadmill at the gym while listening to Peter Gabriel’s Security album on headphones. I almost fell off the machine the moment I was struck by the cognitive dissonance of those two never-the-Fairlight-shall-meet cultures colliding inside my cranium.)
Sociologists are still sifting through the evidence of how the collapse of postwar pop culture occurred after the death of JFK, but here’s one possible timeline that explains Dean’s central role. In 1964, Dean presented the nascent Rolling Stones to an American culture that was still digesting what it thought about the well-scrubbed, suit and tie wearing Beatles. The Stones, spurred on by manager Andrew Loog Oldham, were at the height of their anti-Beatle phase, inspiring such lines as ”Would you let your daughter marry a Rolling Stone?” and “The Beatles just wanted to hold your hand — the Rolling Stones wanted to rape and pillage your town.”
But the music industry quickly went all-in supporting the Beatles, Stones and similar groups. Shortly after the Beatles’ American debut, as Mark Steyn has written, Dean’s contemporary Nat “King” Cole saw the handwriting on the wall — or more precisely heard it; not through the grapevine, but through his telephone receiver. He “called up his record company, whose coffers he had enriched for many years, and hung up in disgust when the receptionist answered: ‘Capitol Records, home of the Beatles.’”
Clearly, Martin saw the future as well — and was not happy:
The haunting fear of what was to come lies all over Dean’s 1968 Christmas Special. The fulcrum that ties that show with his mid-seventies Roasts was 1970′s Airport, in which Deano played the pilot of the film’s Boeing 707, which was nearly blown out of the air by an angry bomber. Which means that Dean also inspired the seventies’ run of disaster films, featuring Earthquakes, Towering Infernos, sinking Poseidons, and an omnipresent Shelly Winters. These films would be fueled by (and would add fire to) the notion that America was in serious decline during that awful decade of Vietnam, Watergate, the Arab Oil Embargo, Iranian Hostage Crisis and polyester.
All of which forces us to reach our conclusion about Martin, and contemplating it is not an easy statement to make about a beloved cultural icon. But considering the amount of damage the man unwittingly inflicted upon the culture, isn’t obvious that the real Manchurian Candidate wasn’t Laurence Harvey, but the enemy agent who spent years infiltrating the Rat Pack, and eventually passing himself off as Sinatra’s closet friend, before wreaking havoc on an unsuspecting nation?
Too much, you might ask? Well, consider this: I haven’t even mentioned Jerry Lewis until now.
Posted by dino martin peters at 7:23 AM
Tuesday, August 25, 2015
Hey pallies, likes of late, we have been gettin' some google Dino-'lerts from postin's on craigslist. Up to today, we have chosen not to share 'em 'cause they were pretty much Dino-treasure that one could acquire tons of places. But, likes today's postin' from the Detroit craigslist particularly caught our attentionado 'cause it features an original souvenir programme from the "Rat Pat Together Again Tour in 1988.
Millions of us Dino-holics wishes that we coulda been there in the flesh when our most beloved Dino and his pallies Mr. Sinatra and Mr. Davis Jr. made music together. This is the tour that our main man left after doing just six of the performances, and 'though no one could ever truly replace our great great man, Mr. Sinatra and Mr. Davis Jr. continued the tour with Miss Liza Minnelli.
Well, for at least only successful Dino-addict, the opporunity is ripe to at least own an official programme from this historic event in the life and times of our one and only Dino. Likes, the price seems quite fair. We're puttin' this up right away so that if you wanna tries and grab it, youse does it soon. To checks out all the details, simply clicks on the tag of this here Dino-gram to goes to the original craigslist postin'. Dino-sharin', DMP
Posted by dino martin peters at 7:45 AM
Likes below we are sharin' the portion of Miss Bloom's writin's that are directly Dino-related. As you will read below, Elizabeth let us know that Pirate's catcher, Mr. Francisco Cervelli, uses our most beloved Dino's much beloved croon "That's Amore" to accompany him to the plate. It's a Dino-detail that we are deeply delighted to learn! And, likes as you will read below, our Dino is 'mong his most fav crooners!
What a wonderful way for a Dino-devotee to proclaim this Dino-devotion to the world....and we sweetly salute Mr. Cervelli for so opennin'ly makin' his Dino-adulation known. And we loves his wonderfully wise words,...
"“It’s kind of an old-school, romantic thing, and the way Dean Martin sounds is typically like a New York style, like Frank Sinatra,” he said. “It’s kind of voices from the past. And I think those kinds of music, they never end, you know? It’s not for six months and people forget about it. It’s going to be forever.”
Likes Mr. Cervelli, we couldn't agree with you more! We shouts out our awesome appreciato to both Miss Elizabeth Bloom for her wonderful writin' and Mr. Francisco Cervelli for his wonderful choice of this Dino-croon each and every time he makes it up to bat! Dino-delightedly, DMP
FRANCISCO CERVELLI, #29
Dean Martin’s “That’s Amore” vs. “La donna e mobile” from Giuseppe Verdi’s “Rigoletto”
Of all the songs that accompany Pittsburgh Pirates as they walk up to bat, Francisco Cervelli’s selection is the most surprising.
Surprising, “especially with a guy so electric like me,” Mr. Cervelli said, tongue-in-cheek, in the dugout before a home game against the Chicago Cubs.
“That’s Amore,” Dean Martin’s 1952 classic, cradles the stadium rather than rocks it. Judging from his musical choices, Mr. Cervelli appreciates the human voice, sans auto-tune. “In New York, when I had a chance, I went to Broadway shows,” he said, listing Andrea Bocelli, Tony Bennett, Latin music and Mr. Martin among his favorites.
“It’s kind of an old-school, romantic thing, and the way Dean Martin sounds is typically like a New York style, like Frank Sinatra,” he said. “It’s kind of voices from the past. And I think those kinds of music, they never end, you know? It’s not for six months and people forget about it. It’s going to be forever.”
“That’s Amore” begs for a selection drawn from the Italian operatic tradition, and the aria “La donna e mobile” from Verdi’s “Rigoletto” fits the bill.
When I played the aria for Mr. Cervelli, he knowingly asked, “Pavarotti?” and started to hum along.
But would he swap it out for “That’s Amore”? Don’t count on it: The song has become a trademark for the Pirates catcher, and in June, mlb.com listed it among the best tunes MLB players have used in the current season. “I think that the people really like ‘That’s Amore,’ so I’m not going to change it,” Mr. Cervelli said. “It’s a perfect song for the city.”
Posted by dino martin peters at 7:11 AM
Monday, August 24, 2015
.............but Dean was that act and so underrated as the greatest straight man in the Dinohistory of the business.
The "Packy" referred to below is the scriber of the prose, former boxer "Packy “Boom Boom” Goldstein – Feature Boxing Writer – Florida," who was best pallies with Mr. Berkwitt's father. Recently Berkwitt published more of Mr. Goldstein's thoughts which include to our deepest delight, the hugest of huge homage to our one and only Dino.
We are sharin' only the Dino-centric part of Packy's prose, and if you like, you need only simply clicks on the tag of this Dino-gram to read all of Goldstein's thoughts. What Packy shares is nothin' less then a powerful proclamation of deepest, purest and truest devotion to our Dino by sayin' " Jerry Lewis was nothing without Dean."
And, Packy shares with us his five most fav Dino-flicks of all times and likes we gotta 'fess up that we very much digs the marvelous mix of his quintet of our Dino's big screen efforts. Somes of our Dino's best actin' gigs are here, as well as some of our main man's romps as well. We are particularly pleased that likes us, Mr. Goldstein has a fantastic fondness for "Murder's Row" our most fav of fav of our Dino as swingin' spyster Matt Helm.
We deeply deeply appreciates Mr. Packy Goldstein's open and affirmin' devotion to our Dino which will surely help many more into the Dino-fold. We also truly appreciates Mr. Brad Berkwitt givin' his father's pallie the open forum for his Dino-thoughts. Dino-delightedly, DMP
Packy’s World: Rocky Marciano SHOCKER, Dean Martin, Restaurant Service in 2015, My Pal Al & James “Quick” Tillis Awarded The Chutzpah Award
Posted by dino martin peters at 7:19 AM
Sunday, August 23, 2015
Hey, can I ask youse somethin'?
Have youse ever had a vision in your brain that youse just can't place?
Youse can see it...but youse just can't thinks where or when it's from!
Man o man...can this be frustratin'! Haha!!
Well, pals...this is what I've been goin' through ALL week! I've had this vision in my head of a BEA U TI FUL girl swimmin' in this BEA U TI FUL nightime scene. Sparklin' pool...moonbeams shinin' down...soft music echoin'. I could see it clear as day, pallies! Just COULD NOT PLACE IT! UGH!!!
Well, mi amici...once again...our BESTEST pal, Dean, has saved me from near insanity!
Thinks all this heat has finally got to me!
Maybe my brain is gettin' a wee bit toasted, pals! Haha!!Actually...pickeled would be more appropriate! Hahaha!!!
OK...so...that bein' said...I simply HAD to use this COOL COOL Dino-jam for this week's Serenade! It's been here before...but...a summery tune like this is just TOO good NOT to play one more time!
"Buttercup A Golden Hair" is set to our pals flick that never came to be..."Something's Got to Give". It featured Dino alongside his lovely girl-pal, Marilyn Monroe.
Such a shame it just wasn't meant to be, my friends. They both looked so good in this vid & youse could see the chemistry & friendship they shared.
Bittersweet to watch, pallies.
BUT...let's be thankful for what's we got's, pals!
Great great tune that's PERFECT for a great great Summer night!
(Buttercup Buttercup Buttercup I love you)
Buttercup a golden hair
I'm feeling blue
Buttercup don't you know
I got to follow where you go
Buttercup I need you so
I love you
Buttercup a golden hair
My love is true
Buttercup can't you see
You mean the very world to me
Buttercup a golly gee
I love you
Every night I dream and dream and dream and dream about you
Even when I sleep I cannot do without you
Oh tell me Buttercup a golden hair
What shall I do
Buttercup I know I'll die
If you should ever say goodbye
Buttercup oh my oh my do I love you
(Buttercup oh my oh my do I love you)
Buttercup oh my oh my do I love you