Song Lyric Sunday (23 February 2020) – Rheumatoid Arthritis

Last week, Jim (NewEpicAuthor, A Unique Title For Me) set a theme of choices (my selection). This week, he gives us the theme of things associated with rheumatoid arthritis.

It is a heavy subject but I wanted to keep things upbeat, especially after I myself posted about a serious event last week. So how about a bit of disco? My song is very cheesy, but a fun listen.

Ottawan came along at the very end of the disco era. Their biggest hit was D.I.S.C.O. in 1979 (you might remember that one if you’re European) but their second-biggest was called Hands Up, which did well across Europe in 1981 (it reached #3 in the UK).

It didn’t chart in the Americas until a remix was released in 1988, which reached #7 in Canada. Despite the name, though, Ottawan were not Canadian but French (Patrick Jean-Baptiste and Annette Eltice). As far as I can make out, none of their music was released in the USA. Ottawan was formed by (Frenchman) Daniel Vangarde and (Belgian) Jean Kluger, who also penned and produced this track.

It’s just a bit of nonsense, but a catchy, enjoyable tune, unmistakeably from the era. I hope you enjoy.

Hands up, baby, hands up
Gimme your heart, gimme, gimme your heart
Give it, give it
Hands up, baby, hands up
Gimme your heart, gimme, gimme
All your love, all your love

Angel face, I love your smile
Love your ways, I like your style
What can I do to get closer to you?
Don’t think twice or count to ten
Don’t take advice, don’t ask me when
Just come my way, simply kiss me and say:

Hands up, baby, hands up
Gimme your heart, gimme, gimme your heart
Give it, give it
Hands up, baby, hands up
Gimme your heart, gimme, gimme
All your love, all your love

With you head up in the sky
Every day you’re walking by
Why don’t you ever starts looking at me?
[Lyrics from: https:/lyrics.az/ottawan/-/hands-up.html]
Stop that game, don’t waste your time
For all your dreams are matchin’ mine
No use to play hide and seek for a week

Hands up, baby, hands up
Gimme your heart, gimme, gimme your heart
Give it, give it
Hands up, baby, hands up
Gimme your heart, gimme, gimme
All your love, all your love

Let me be your Romeo, your wonder boy
And your super champ
Let me take you to the milky way
On a holiday, on a holiday
Follow me (follow me) why don’t you follow me (why don’t you follow me)?
Just come my way, simply kiss me and say:

Hands up, baby, hands up
Gimme your heart, gimme, gimme your heart
Give it, give it
Hands up, baby, hands up
Gimme your heart, gimme, gimme
All your love, all your love

Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Music Challenge (21 February 2020)

I wasn’t going to post again today but NewEpicAuthor’s Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie post inspired me to start typing again. Today, I read about a Tom Petty song commemorating the end of an affair.

It made me think about other music about relationships breaking up, and I immediately think of ABBA in this context, those very last albums. It must have been particularly difficult for one partner to perform songs written by the other partner. For both couples. Especially as the songs were usually about … relationships.

ABBA’s last album was The Visitors, released at the end on 1981. There was no great break-up, they just stopped recordeding new material and went their separate ways. The word reform has been uttered, but how could they ever be as good?

So I shall just quickly present a song today from this last album, called When All is Said and Done. In fact the album was just released at the right time, in terms of the available technology – it is one of the first where everything was digital, and one of the first to have videos accompanying at least those songs released as singles. This song charted in much of the world, so will hopefully spark a memory.

Here’s to us. One more toast, and then we’ll pay the bill
Deep inside, both of us can feel the autumn chill
Birds of passage, you and me
We fly instinctively
When the summer’s over and the dark clouds hide the sun
Neither You nor I’m to blame when all is said and done

In our lives, we have walked some strange and lonely treks
Slightly worn, but dignified, and not too old for sex
We’re still striving for the sky
No taste for humble pie
Thanks for all your generous love and thanks for all the fun
Neither you nor I’m to blame when all is said and done

It’s so strange, when you’re down, and lying on the floor
How you rise, shake your head, get up and ask for more
Clear-headed and open-eyed, with nothing left untried
Standing calmly at the crossroads, no desire to run
There’s no hurry anymore when all is said and done
Standing calmly at the crossroads, no desire to run
There’s no hurry anymore when all is said and done


Benny Andersson, Björn Ulvaeus

Tick Tock Tuesday #19 (18 February 2020)

I thought I’d create a new challenge. It is a challenge primarily for me, because I’m new to this platform, and because you don’t really know me yet, nor I you. As my name suggests, I am recovering from a stroke, and I like to push myself in all kinds of little ways… including getting to know the Wonderful World of WordPress. Although this is something I will be doing, I invite you, if this idea takes your fancy, to play along with me and share with me some of your own selections.

My plan is: each Tuesday, until I run dry, I shall post some piece of art with which I have some connection – which has helped to mould me, which makes me tick. Okay, a piece of art is a bit vague – it might be a piece of music, a movie, a book, a painting, or ???? – so my phrasiology is deliberate. It might be anything – I will play this post by ear, so I’m not sure what I’ll think of each week. And, I’ll keep posting on the theme weekly until I run out of ideas.

My rules? Well, I’m not big on rules! My choice will be something with which I feel a connection. That’ll be the important thing, just having some kind of fleeting affection for something probably won’t be enough, unless I’m using my choice as an example of something bigger.

It will be one choice per week – I’m aware that long posts can be quite onerous to read, and I’m in no hurry to complete this so if I have two ideas, I’ll probably hold the second until the next week.

In that same vein, I’ve created this block as a Reusable Block, which I intend repeating for every post on this theme. The block ends with a full-width separator, so if you want to skip ahead each week it doesn’t really matter.

I probably won’t post any lyrics, or any kind of analysis – if you like my choice, the information will be out there for you. But I will try to briefly explain why I feel a connection to my choice, just to try and enhance readers’ understanding of what makes me tick.

I will tag my posts #TTT and I will go looking for other posts with that tag. If you’d like to join in, please do the same, or comment, or pingback to this post, and feel free to reproduce my graphic. Lastly, I look forward to reading about what makes you tick.


Last week I talked about the struggle against apartheid. Today I want to talk about another struggle of the era. If you’re outside the UK, you might not appreciate how big an event this was, but in the UK, it was seismic. It changed our society. The Miners’ Strike of 1984/5. For those not interested in politics, please just head straight for the movie clip, which is light-hearted.

If you’re not aware, it was a battle for control, basically between the government and our most powerful trade union. And as always, lots of people in the middle, the collateral damage.

The Miners’ union had actually brought down the government only ten years before, so Margaret Thatcher determined to crush them.

I have mixed feelings about the strike. On the one hand, a Trade Union cannot be allowed to control a country. On the other, to see how a government could treat its own people, and politicise the police in the process, disgusts me. Add to the mix that, these days, we can quite easily construct a reasonable argument that coal should be left in the ground. So if the Miner’s Strike hadn’t hit the Reset button on the industry, how much more of a mess would we be in today?

But it’s possible to put the big picture to one side and just to look at aspects of the strike. The film Pride was released in 2014 and, in short, was about solidarity. It focussed on a London LGBT group, Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners, who realised that the miners were going through the same issues that they normally endured, and decided to try and raise money for them. Their offers of help fell on deaf ears at a national level (homophobia is an absolutely accurate reflection of our society at the time), so they picked a mining community at random (which happened to be Onllwyn, in south-west Wales), and thus began the relationship between the two groups. Not only fund-raising, but exchange visits and the like, as they got to know each other. This clip is what happens when some women from the more conservative Onllwyn are shown the delights of the London gay nightclub scene by members of the group:

I can’r recommend this film highly enough, my best of the last few years.