Memories

i came across a new blog yesterday. A few of the posts were music-themed, and kinda reminded me of my own youth. So I’ve spent periods these last 24 hours listening to some old music of mine, to get back into the feeling.

I bought my first Walkman while I was at university. I can remember I was upset about something, but can’t remember what. So I hit my overdraft a bit harder and bought my very first truly portable cassette player, plus an album. It was Frankie Goes To Hollywood’s Welcome to the Pleasuredome.

I was also lucky because one of my best friends at university came originally from London, and had contacts in the London Nightclub scene. In particular he had one friend who worked in a Soul Club and used to send cassettes over every now and again. Cassettes which I gladly copied! The songs on them were quite rare, if only because most soul music was American and music wasn’t global yet. Do you remember 12″ records? So we used to hear not just rare tacks, but rare mixes of rare tracks.

I had a look on YouTube and found one such track on there.

The singer was somebody called Gwen Guthrie. She sang as an artist in her own right, but also as a backing singer for the likes of Aretha, Madonna and Stevie Wonder.When I looked her up, I expected to find somebody maybe ten or fifteen years older than me, who’d made pots of money, sailed off into the sunset, and who we never heard of again. Instead I read that we lost her in 1999 to cancer, aged just 48.

Song Lyric Sunday (19 January 2020) – Three Amigos

Last week, Jim (NewEpicAuthor, A Unique Title For Me) set a theme of football terms (my choice). This week, he’s looking for songs written by the Three Amigos, by which he means a link to a Tom, a Dick or a Harry.

When I read Jim’s prompt this week, I had to think a bit, but I got there. I got a Harry, so no matter, I’ll go with her.

So my choice this week is straightforward. From 1979, this is a hit from Blondie, and was written by band members Jimmy Destri and Debbie Harry. In fact, though she is famous as a singer, Harry had a hand in relatively few Blondie tracks, but this is one of them. It was quite a big hit in Europe (#1 in the UK, #3 in Ireland, #6 in France, #7 in Belgium), but only reached #39 in the Billboard Hot 100. Only! In the UK, every Blondie song tended to be popular and my French teacher had a pin-up of Debbie Harry (who is the same age as my mother was!)

Uh huh make me tonight
Tonight make it right
Uh huh make me tonight
Tonight, tonight

Oh, your hair is beautiful
Oh, tonight, atomic

Uh huh make me tonight
Tonight, tonight
Oh, uh huh make it magnificent
Tonight right

Oh your hair is beautiful
Oh, tonight, atomic

Your hair is beautiful
Oh your hair is beautiful
Tonight
Your hair is beautiful
Tonight, make it magnificent
Tonight make me tonight

Your hair is beautiful
Oh, tonight

Oh atomic
Oh atomic
Oh tonight
Oh atomic
Oh atomic
Oh

Song Lyric Sunday (12 January 2020) – Football Terms

Last week, Jim (NewEpicAuthor, A Unique Title For Me) set a theme of the sound/word la (my choice). This week, theme of football terms.

In the UK, football is soccer. I searched my head for a song with some reference to the offside rule, but I am afraid that I came up short! Joking aside, when I saw Jim’s prompt, my first instinct was to go for the Wilburys, except I had a vague recollecion that the same song featured on SLS just a few months back. So I carried on thinking – and when all else fails, I can go back to my youth.

We’ve all heard of Paul Weller, right? Best known as a solo artist in recent years, Weller first made his name in the 1970s as a member of The Jam. When The Jam folded, Weller’s next project, from 1983-9, was with a band called The Style Council, and I choose them today.

The Style Council were certainly well-known in the UK, they had a string of hits in our charts. I’m not sure how well they travelled, but they nevertheless played a decent tune.

Shout to the Top! was written by Weller himself and released in 1984, it is one such decent tune. It reached #7 in the UK and also did well Down Under. As far as I can tell, it wasn’t released in the USA so American readers might not have heard the song, although I’m sure you’ll have heard of Weller himself.

I was half in mind I was half in need
And as the rain came down I dropped to my knees and I prayed
I said “oh Heavenly thing please cleanse my soul
I’ve seen all on offer and I’m not impressed at all”

I was halfway home I was half insane
And every shop window I looked in just looked the same
I said send me a sign to save my life
‘Cause at this moment in time there is nothing certain in these day’s of mine

We see, it’s a frightening thing when it dawns upon you
That I know as much as the day I was born
And though I wasn’t asked (I might as well stay)
And promise myself each and every day that is

That when you’re knocked on your back an’ your life’s a flop
And when you’re down on the bottom there’s nothing else
But to shout to the top shout
Well, we’re gonna shout to the top
We’re gonna shout to the top
We’re gonna shout to the top
Yeah, we’re gonna shout to the top’

Cause it’s a frightening thing when it dawns upon you
That I know as much as the day I was born
And though I wasn’t asked (I might as well stay)
And I promise myself each and every day that

We’re gonna shout to the top (shout)
We’re gonna shout to the top (shout)
We’re gonna shout to the top (shout)
We’re gonna shout to the top (shout)
We’re gonna shout to the top (shout)
Ooh, we’re gonna shout to the top (shout)

So when you’re knocked on your back an’ your life’s a flop
And when you’re down on the bottom there’s nothing else
But to shout to the top (shout)
Well, we’re gonna shout to the top (shout)
We’re gonna shout to the top (shout)
We’re gonna shout to the top (shout)

And you’re knocked on your back an’ your life’s a flop
And when you’re down on the bottom there’s nothing else
But to shout to the top (shout)
We’re gonna shout to the top (shout)
I’m gonna shout to the top (shout, shout)
We’re gonna shout to the top (shout)

Yeah, shout to the top (shout)
We’re gonna shout to the top (shout)
Shout to the top (shout)
Yeah, shout (shout to the top, shout)
Oh, shout (shout to the top, shout)

We’re gonna shout to the top (shout)
We’re gonna shout to the top (shout)
We’re gonna shout to the top (shout)
We’re gonna shout to the top (shout)
Shout to the top (shout)
We’re gonna shout to the top (shout)
Shout to the top (shout)
Shout to the top (shout)
Shout to the top (shout)
Shout to the top (shout)