Song, by Toad

China, who writes the marvelous Choir Croak Out Them Goodies, frequently pops by here to correct my errors, improve my generally slapdash approach and make a valiant attempt to plug the vast, gaping holes in my musical knowledge.

Today she has a stab at topping the screamingly camp Alan Cumming, as suggested by JC of The Vinyl Villain, in the quest to find the campest song in the universe. Clearly shaken by JC’s excellent performance, she seems to be suffering a crisis of confidence and has opted for two songs. Clearly this should be against the rules, but seeing as I have no intention whatsoever of running a fair and unbiased competition here, it isn’t.

So, camper than thou, or not quite silly enough? You decide.

Edith Massey – Big Girls Don’t Cry

And the killer – and perhaps even the new hot favourite, seeing as even the gay community reckon this is a bit too camp for words: Divine with Walk Like a Man.

Well, I couldn’t find an mp3 for this one, but this is JC’s entry to the Campest Song in the Universe competition. Alan Cumming. Gosh. Is this the one you meant JC or have I got a comedy version by mistake? Or is this genuinely as sensible as this song ever gets? Judge for yourselves people, I can’t bring myself to write any more about this fiasco.

Next is the turn of the lovely China from Choir Croak Out Them Goodies, although frankly she’ll be going some to top this rubbish.  That said, this is clearly not entirely serious, so I’m not sure it doesn’t lose points for that.  Something 100% sincere, but still screamingly camp would probably pip it at the post.  Come on people, get going!

[youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6hMt6KTSz_g]