My favourite poster when I was a teenager - I wonder why?
Another mini-timeslip moment is upon us, dear reader - and yes! It's back to the wild'n'wacky world of 1981 again...
In the news headlines at the end of April/early May forty years ago: The trial of the Yorkshire Ripper for 13 murders and seven attempted murders of women began (with the inevitable blanket coverage in the papers for weeks), there was rioting in Ealing and Finsbury Park in London and also at Southend-on-Sea, unemployment in the UK hit 2.5 million for the first time in fifty years, it was Valéry Giscard d'Estaing vs François Mitterrand in the French presidential elections, and Billie-Jean King was "outed" when her former partner sued for "palimoney". In our cinemas: Superman II; Gregory's Girl; Raging Bull. On telly: The Chinese Detective; Clapperboard; That's Life!
And in our charts this week in April '81? Eurovision-winners Bucks Fizz celebrated their third [and final] week at the top, managing to prevent Ennio Morricone's Chi Mai (Theme From The BBC TV Series "The Life And Times Of David Lloyd George") and the annoying Stars on 45 from ever gaining pole position. Also present and correct were Sugar Minott, Madness, The Jacksons, Shakin' Stevens, Stevie Wonder, Landscape and former Rainbow vocalist Graham Bonnet.
Hovering around the outskirts [its highest position was to be #10], however, was this slice of New Romantic pomposity at its most extreme!
The smell of books and hot stone surround us
Tough is the leather thats strapped to my skin
Strong are the bonds that we make
We feel the steam as it rises around us
Up from the soil that is cracking its back
Tough us the leather thats strapped to my skin
Strong are the bonds that sing
Work til you're musclebound all night long
Work til you're musclebound all night long
Gotta work til you're musclebound all night long
Gotta work til you're musclebound all night long
We're building fires that will burn until morning
The smell of books and hot stone surround us
Tough is the leather thats strapped to my skin
Strong are the bonds that we make
To hear a pulsing from chanter to mountain
Down through the vein and into the grain
Strong is the shoulder that moves to the time
Here is the land it can break
Work til you're musclebound all night long
Work til you're musclebound all night long
Gotta work til you're musclebound all night long
Gotta work til you're musclebound all night long
Subtle. I like it...
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