The Countdown Capers
Top of the Pops 15th April 1982 (David 'Kid' Jensen) Because it says 'Kid' in the contract
http://www.bbc.co.uk/iplayer/episode...-pops-15041982
Now this is more like it! With our Kid at the helm there'll be zero cock-ups & there'll be a perfectly crafted presenting masterclass....Won't there?
Our Kid's enthusiastic and so am I to find out what delights await us so without further ado, our first turn at the Wheeltappers & Shunters flashier cousin is..
(42) SPANDAU BALLET – Instinction
'From half-spoken shadows emerges a canvas. A kiss of light breaks to reveal a moment when all mirrors are redundant. Listen to the portrait of the dance of perfection: the Spandau Ballet'.
Pretentious...moi?
The famous Robert Elms intro is straight forward compared to the lyrical baloney going on throughout this track. For me, there's no story or theme. Just a random collection of statements with no meaning & like some of Durrun Durrun's, the lyrics seem made up on the hoof using the hoof of a lame donkey.
From lyrics alone, Gary Kemp might be writing about the (Simon?) Bates Motel, Spa and Mortuary where the Spands are employees, Tony Hadley playing the Fawlty manager.
Possible Trip Advisor extracts below:
'Cheap bed in the red'
The mattress of the bed was of very poor quality with the Motel being situated in the Red Light District, and when I asked to be moved the manager brushed away my complaint & advised I retire to bed with the unhelpful retort
'Sleep the Words out of your head'. Customer service skills are sadly lacking in this establishment. AVOID!
DFS, Chester
'Cold floor, nice and raw'
I arrived for my short break to a damp and cold room with no heating. When I complained, the manager gave me some used dog blankets and suggested it was my metabolism, asserting the clientelle in the adjoining Mortuary never complained about the floor temperature and the rooms were 'nice and raw'. I wouldn't put Dracula in that room.
B. Lugosi, Transylvania
'Eat the meat that's on the floor'
The breakfast was uncooked and I had to fight the manager's alsation to receive any morning sustinance at all. When I complained, I was rudely told to eat the previous evening's meaty leftovers that had been deposited unceremoniously on
terra firma, presumably in disgust at the standard of food and cleanliness. Even the manager's alsation wouldn't touch that lot. Hardly what the modern traveller should expect from supposedly new romantic accommodation.
Mary Berry, Great Bake-Off in the Dustbin, Kent
'Stealing Cake to eat the Moon'
On my arrival at the Bates Motel, I was informed of a strict '
no eating in the bedrooms' policy. As I had some Moon Cake packed in my belongings to devour at the 'World Moon Cake Eating Championships' (compered by Neil Armstrong and Joe Pasquale), this was deemed to be contraband. Despite my protestations the manager was AdamAnt I complied and confiscated my Moon Cake. I felt I'd been the victim of theft. Evenin' all.
Mr. Dixon, Dock Green
Well it might happen! Online dictionaries aren't too helpful either as Googling the word 'Instinction' returns the word as 'Obsolete'. I'm wondering if esteemed radical philospher and occasional Jordan inhabitant Professor Peter Andre might have actioned this deletion, the dictionary then having room to insert 'Insania' into the English language.
If so, it's yet further evidence of dumbing down of the Queen's English, innit.
Despite the lyrics, it's a lively Pops start and getting the Horn to liven the track up paid dividends. The only slight reservation I'd have is partly due to the backbeat, which makes it sound like it never truly gets going, but the Horn-y Remix is a hell of a lot better than the inferior album version, which sounds like a demo recorded in a broom cupboard.
I like Tony Hadley's vocals, very crisp and well-defined like a cheeky chardonnay. He's the kind of vocalist which I'd imagine goes down well with the elderly, as 'we can hear what he's singing about, rather than all this modern rip rap rock racket that's just noise'.
Hadders has got tips on jacket wearing from Johnny Logan from the looks of him, going for a shawl-like jacket-on-shoulder number which makes him look like a slightly sinister salmon farmer from the Border Country.
I don't know where that comparison came from pop pickers, but it sounded good in my head.
I think our Tone was being told what to wear by a short-sighted fashion designer as the lumberjack/plain tie combo doesn't work, nor do jodhpurs on the rest of the band.
Steve Norman adopts his 'squeezing one out' face whilst playing the maracas.
You should see what happens when he plays the Bongos pop pickers
A group in transition I felt at this point, with my Spandau picks being future tracks 'Only When You Leave', 'Heaven Is a Secret' and the now overplayed 'Gold'.
(6) ROXY MUSIC – More Than This (video)
The first verse of the gospel according to Father Ferry is delivered initially from the Prayer Room at Manchester Airport, then during the chorus Bryan relocates to a failing provincial cinema where films are shown in an incorrect aspect ratio (otherwise known as Fatsovision).
Seemingly, the only patron in the (Roxy?) cinema is Bryan himself, as any potential moviegoers have gone down the multiplex instead to see previous Roxy triumphs 'Flesh and Blood' or the acclaimed Western, 'Virginia Plain'.
Bryan can't bear to watch his own movie during the chorus, turning away singing with his back to the screen, whilst presumably gagging for some Marshmallows and a Curly Wurly from the usherette.
SHHHHHHHH! & be patient Ferry or you'll be out on your ear. It's not Mamma bloody Mia!
The next verse has the fearless Ferry dancing near what looks like some Molotov cocktails thrown randomly on the stage. Maybe the previous turn was the Goombay Dance Band & the audience were showing their 'appreciation'. It's a wall of fire Bendt Goombay could only fantasise about, but Bryan's so cool he couldn't possibly ignite despite wearing Fairbrass's jacket again and a jaunty bow tie, which may or may not rotate.
What happens to Bryan's Marshmallows and his Curly Wurly is anyone's guess, but it won't be pretty.
Regrettably, severe smoke damage from Roxy Live at the Roxy rendered the cinema unsafe, and the building has since been converted into a Wetherspoons. Mine's a pint!
(15) SHAKATAK – Nightbirds
Peely's mate William Sharpe wears a slightly less offensive shirt for a less disrespectful performance this time of 'Nightbirds'. The Pops cheerleaders/audience still have an attention span comparitive with a blue-arsed fly and can't resist yelping & hollering, one noisy inhabitant even being allowed to blow an 'Acme Thunderer', but at least this time we get a good butchers at the band & not an airborne Bee & Bunty 'flying through the night' in front of the screen.
I think the track has been unfairly treated somewhat. It's ripe for parody but I think it's difficult to dislike the track despite being half-categorised 'Jazz' which (cliche alert) does exactly what it says on the tin.
I do like the beardy & slightly portly keyboardist goading the camera and showing off his multi-storey keyboards whilst exuding smugness. Yes mate, you might think you're high & mighty but the camera operator's got Perv-cam so he's 'the man' on this game of Top of the Pops Top Trumps™.
Know your place lard arse & keep tickling them ivories!
Later on the beardy keyboarder does a convincing and somewhat successful Rolf impression (from the Muppets, not the one staying at Her Majesty's Pleasure).
The track sounds to me a retread of 'Easier Said Than Done' following a variation on a theme at a different tempo, but I thought it was pleasant enough & I seem to remember this track being used in the background of a few programmes when the producers wanted to contrive a Disco scene on say 'Shoestring' or 'Bergerac' etc.
Nnnnnnnnice if uneventful, and our Kid helpfully tells us Shakatak are 'one of the most popular bands on the jazz funk circuit', the circuit being of the pot-holed tarmac variety surrounding a mini-roundabout on the A34.
The camera pans out to reveal our Kid with Public Enemy Number One
Fairbrass in nonshelant mode again.
This Week Fairbrass has got two femme fatale 'heavies' literally leaning on our Kid for an unknown reason. Maybe our Kid said he didn't want to stand next to the tailor's dummy at 'Man at C&A' and Fairbrass has got the hump. Whatever the reason, like Aloe Blacc I Need a...
(5) DOLLAR – Give Me Back My Heart
The divine Mrs. Never van Day definitely had a lucky escape.
Firstly due to the fact Mr. van Day is a narcissistic 'orrible little Burger, but also if the future Mrs. van Day completed nuptials, the last two initials of her post-nuptial surname would be Mrs. vD, and not many I suspect would want to be associated with that sort of thing when the evidence is plastered all over your cheque book.
Trevor Horn's multi-layered production, much like 'I'm Not in Love' and with no big boys crying creates an ethereal and blissful backdrop to a tender and wispy ballad which likely provided the soundtrack to any number of romantic encounters down a country lane in Dad's borrowed rep-mobile in the 1980's.
There's no point denying it! We've all been there at one time or another.
Alright, maybe not
exactly the same country lane, as the subsequent traffic congestion & lack of privacy wouldn't be conducive to romance and scupper a chance to get, ahem, 'closer acquainted'.
The lyrics lead us down a country lane of realisation that a relationship was dooooooomed (life imitating art?), but a strange publicity stunt to announce a fake engagement as I thought the way Thereze looked at DvD they looked all the world as if they'd be Hand Held in White-wedded bliss or frequent visitors to a layby on a country lane just outside Huddersfield, but it wasn't to be, presumably as DvD suggested marrying himself, which may be a good ruse for getting a bigger haul of wedding presents if not completely baffling for your guests and probably illegal.
The 'I do' would be interesting, that's for sure.
For this performance, Blu-Ray (sorry, Thereze) is wearing a turqouise off-the-shoulder ra-ra dress with her compulsory matching bow (bows in bow ties or in a solo career were obviously big in 1982).
50 Cents each look like they're straight off the top of a Wedding cake and look a million Dollars, whilst DvD & Blu-Ray try to outdo each other for biggest hair by St-St-St-St-Studioline.
Johnny Logan's suit-jacket-on-shoulder fashion infects the Dollar pianist & the drummer thrashes about on the skins like a salmon returning upstream to it's place of birth. Calm down dear, it's a ballad not the Ace of bloody Spades. The skin thrasher also looks like he's got an extendable neck, which would be a perfect match for AWOL Little Miss Show-off and her extendable arms.
Lovely romantic stuff.
(40) SIMPLE MINDS – Promised You A Miracle
Our Kid announces Simple Minds in 'told you so' mode, with their debut top tune which I bought at the time. Looking at the state of Jim Kerr, I'm surprised they got a repeat invite as he looks like he's auditioning for 'the Walking Dead', the whiteness of his outfit matched by his pasty face (not the Cornish variety).
From the single cover, I was under the misapprehension the cover photo featured Fatty Arbuckle drinking a Milk Shake through a straw, when following a second look on the Discogs website 35 Years later I can confirm with certainty it's Jim Kerr. Whether Jim Kerr is drinking Milk Shake through a straw in the photo is a matter for some speculation, but see what you think.....
https://www.discogs.com/Simple-Minds.../release/52441
Perv-cam has a right old torrid time trying to keep up with the 'Kerr. I keep thinking Jim's fainted as he keeps disappearing that quick (into Walking Dead mode?), but my concerns are laid to rest as it's actually revealed to be Jimbo's non-synchronised gyrating.
Off-stage, Pete Townsend in the audience (wearing a yellow top) has brought a mini trampoline along in order to bounce Tigger-like as he's obviously a fan, and as we arrive at 'the clap' I'm a bit knackered by the whole Minds experience.
Reassuringly for Jimbo, during the song our Kid phoned the entire population of Glasgow in order to find out that a lot of Simple Minds' friends are watching tonight, which sounds like a waste of the Licence Fee Payers' money if you ask me but at least our Kid's thorough.
(28) MONSOON – Ever So Lonely
JAI HO! The prospect of Zoo interpreting your song fills most artists with horror I'd imagine, none more extreme than Sheila Chandra, who when told the news had to be immediately hospitalised.
Understandable in the circumstances, as she'd presumably recently witnessed Poptastic's earlier edition featuring the two oily representatives from Mr. Muscle, which would make anyone have an extreme reaction.
I jest of course, but on the whole I thought Bev, Bunty, Radford Quist, Cuthbert, Dibble & Grub did a fine job on this one and I've been pleasantly surprised at some of the Zoo performances of late, this one especially which perfectly encompassed the vibe of the song, even if Braided Zoo was wearing an oversized nappy. Bit of yelping but acceptable as Bunty's involved.
The track itself is a stunner, fresh and contemporary sounding even now. The Monsoon album is a decent listen as well, containing a good cover of the Beatles
'Tomorrow Never Knows'
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OkJvtIHMp9U
Together with the follow-up 'Shakti' which we may see later on in the Year, as a 13-Year old this track was my first real awareness of Indian music that wasn't Ravi Shankar and that I actually liked. As no Beatles albums existed in the family collection at that time, this track seemed unique and exciting to hear and that feeling hasn't diminished.
I was trying to work out exactly what our Kid was holding in his hand in the link to our next turn, as the lighting was that dim and it didn't even get a mention, but it seemed to have some effect on the bloke standing to our Kid's left. Closer scrutiny reveals HE'S the one with the 'Acme Thunderer' whistle, so maybe our Kid's just clobbered him with the statue to try to prevent him blowing it again.
(16) BARDO – One Step Further
Fairbrass seedily rubs his hands together in the link to our Eurovision entry, as presumably he's used his influence with Herr Hurll to wangle a go on Perv-cam trained on the lovely Sally Ann, the Slaaaaag. (Fairbrass not Sally Ann!).
In what is one of my highlights of proceedings due to a multitude of reasons, not least because the viewer is spoilt by the energy and bounciness of the performance. Much like a few male forumites of a certain age, as a hormonal teenager I was transfixed by budding Eurobabe Sally Ann Triplett.
Whether Sally Ann was the 3rd child of Mr & Mrs Triplett Snr. as her surname might suggest I've no idea, but I'd concur with Rich's explanation of why this Year's song of this sceptred isle finished a miserly 7th as the song was an absolute belter. Exciting, dramatic, drums turned up to 11, full of bouncy goodness and a top follow-up to the Fizz in '81.
No skirt-ripping theme this Year and Bardo had a great chance of making it a brace of UK victories, but I feel the UK was always destined to fail in '82 as like so many good things pathetic political posturing gets in the way, and the UK around this time was seen as a Euro villain for tackling hostility head on.
Back to Bardo's Pops performance, and this time Herr Hurll's put a stop to the obvious perving that took place on the previous occasion, the exhuberance exterminated with the Pops equivalent of a couple of bricks.
There now appears to be an exclusion zone Stage-Left where previously resided a concentrated demographic of teenage boys. Herr Hurll probably doesn't trust hormonal teenagers to do the decent thing and 'look away now' during Sally's knicker flash, so he's likely positioned a barbed wire fence, trip wires and a few land mines just in case anyone gets a teenage testosterone rush & is tempted to stray into 'no-man's land'.
Pete Townsend located Stage Right could bounce over the stage using his portable trampoline, but he'd be foolhardy to try to use it in such a hostile area.
Even Fairbrass on Perv-cam can't get close and therefore it's with some relief Sally Ann can hold her leg up high without worrying too much about the Daz doorstep challenge.
As far as Bardo & the UK were concerned I feel we were robbed. These things aren't easily forgotten and can remain in a nation's psyche for decades afterwards.
With this in mind, and as a direct result of the Eurovision '82 result & Bardo's harsh treatment in the competition, the UK voted to leave the European Union on June 23rd 2016.
It's a fact rarely reported in the media due to it being totally made up.
As previously mentioned, Sally Ann Triplett previously performed in the 1980 Eurovision as part of Prima Donna. After a search here's the track introduced in a foreign tongue by Glorious Eurocousin Noejl van Edmunds, who coincidentally is also related to successful Transit magnate Hertz Van Hire.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WpwpDSDnNj0
(1) BUCKS FIZZ – My Camera Never Lies
A fresh performance in the Pole-dancing zone of the studio, and 'ver Fizz are dressed only slightly better than their debut performance of 'My Camera' when Jay's Victorian bathing costume was present.
The Bucks blokes seem to be attired in protective workwear used in a Blacksmith's Forge or those worn by the baddie Gorillas in 'Planet of the Apes' (a Blokeini?), whilst Rita & Jay are in some kind of chain mail/tinted mesh you'd normally find around a large bunch of flowers or a Chocolate Easter Egg.
You've missed it Fizzers! Easter was last Week!
At least Rita tries to protect her modesty, whilst Jay on the other hand is so proud of her knickers she flaunts them proudly for all to see. Perv-cam unsurprisingly fills his boots & Jay smashes the Daz doorstep challenge, whilst cheerleaders recreate their successful bombardment of the Human League but this time with streamers instead of silly string and train their aim on Rita, who is so taken aback she momentarily forgets to point (presumably at the Fizz Camera of Truth).
Pete Townsend begins by clapping with slight exaggeration & finishes with a big trampoline Tigger bounce at the end. Get out ya seat & Jump Around! JUMP! JUMP! JUMP! JUMP! etc.
A nice job from the Fizzers and a deserved number one.
(11) ALTERED IMAGES – See Those Eyes (crowd dancing) (and credits)
We end the show with some manic crowd dancing with even our Kid getting into the groove, Braided Zoo has slipped into something less comfortable, the 'Acme Thunderer' gets another blow (insert joke here), whilst streamers, yelping, hollering and occasional screaming are the order of the day. With Odile Dicks-Mireaux doing the costumes in an avant-garde fashion another episode is in the can, and for me easily the best of the Year.
A euphoric
9/10.