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Title: Hello, good evening and welcome to the Whispers-dome
Source: No. 1
Publish date: 5 November 1985

Hello, good evening and welcome to the Whispers-dome. After flirting with Frankie Howerd for their tv ad, the Hollywood boys finally settled on David Frost and very good he was too…

That was the week that was for FGTH. ZTT threw an LP playback party at Sarm’s Studio One. There was lots of dry ice and bottles of pricey fizzy stuff. While tired and emotionless hacks sat frozen around the room the No. 1 staff disgraced themselves with displays of crazy break dancing. Only Paul Rutherford attended because the others were busy packing in the ‘Pool, kissing mums, dads and girlfriends bye bye before they caught an Air Canada flight to Toronto on Sunday. Give ‘em hell Frankie!...

The lads, Paul and Holly had been holed up all week in Queen Mary’s College in East London rehearsing for the North American tour. The students union asked them to play a free college gig but Whispers has put very little money on this becoming a reality. And then they were in a Wandsworth railway shed filming a new video with Godley and Creme…

Incidentally, Whispers was discussing the merits of Frankie’s version of Dionne Warwick’s song ‘San Jose’. Sycophantically, we expressed our untold love for their rendition only to be informed pretty damn sharp by Paul that “it’s the worst thing on the album. Listen carefully and you can even hear Holly rustlin’ the bloody lyric sheet”…

They don’t call Ruthers catman for nothing y’know…

Paul also tells us that he wants a pair of Dobermann Pinchers, bristling with studded collars and heavy chain leads. Grrrr. Perhaps that’s what he bought when he went last minute shopping for the rest of the group who were in a complete panic. “Where’s me tartan socks? Who’s nicked me Y.S.L. chin whiff?” You should have heard them…