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Standing to attention and saluting each time.I'd have played the Dynasty theme on a loop.
Standing to attention and saluting each time.I'd have played the Dynasty theme on a loop.
I used to do this with TV themes.
This is the first time I have heard the song unless I heard it as a child and never remembered. I'm happy to dismiss it now.Billy Connelly DIVORCE -- how did that EVER get there????
Oh, I've been there many times too, both TV themes and lost of TOTP.I used to do this with TV themes.
D.I.V.O.R.C.E Billy Connolly
Forever and Ever - Slik
Yeah, it's as if Jefferson Airplane suddenly starts wailing a Christmas song. It kinda feels like a prank.That’s the story in the verses: the jump from there to the scarves-above-yer-heads pop on the chorus is a connection as odd as Midge ever made
Love this song, one of my favourite comedy records ever. I've never heard an uncensored version and always wondered what the second bleep was and whether it was the C word. The very last line always bothered me though because he spells queer Q-U-E-R and always thought why didn't he just say "E-E" very quickly."D.I.V.O.R.C.E." is a 1975 UK number-one single by Scottish folk singer and comedian Billy Connolly. A comedy song, it reached No. 1 for one week in November 1975, and was one of the few songs of its genre to reach this milestone.
The song is a parody of the Tammy Wynette song "D-I-V-O-R-C-E", and Connolly's version to date has been his only No. 1 UK single, though in the late 1970s he had a further two UK hits which parodied contemporary songs. He later dropped musical performances from his act.
"D.I.V.O.R.C.E." has a similar theme to Wynette's original in that the events in the song lead to a couple divorcing, however in Connolly's song the words are spelled out to withhold the truth from a dog rather than a child as in Wynette's version, and the divorce is sparked by a riotous visit to a veterinarian that results in the husband being bitten by both the dog and his wife.
Some versions of the song, such as the live performance included on the album Get Right Intae Him!, are censored, with the letters "f'ing c" being bleeped.
One Day at A Time - Lena Martell
Feels Like I'm In Love - Kelly Marie
the song was originally intended for Elvis Presley who recorded it in 1977 but he died before it was released.
1979
One Day at A Time - Lena Martell
Feels Like” is a grotty, grubby, British version of disco, the syndrum hits from “Ring My Bell” relocated to the Maplins Hawaiian Ballroom, busybodying you onto the dancefloor. If the fantasy of disco – decadent, sexual, aspirational – has a Playboy style appeal, Kelly Marie was more readers’ wivesy. That’s not really because of her mildly saucy performances, it’s more to do with her vowelly vocal line – “fee-uhls like ah’m in lu-huv!” (DOO DOO). It gives the record an enthusiastically amateurish air, like it’s a karaoke version of itself.
FreakyTrigger said:[In autumn 1980] there actually was still a version of pop made available to kids, a kind of light ent junior centred around Swap Shop and TISWAS on a Saturday morning. The watchword here wasn’t kid appeal but cheapness – low cost alternatives to chart staples with presumably low booking fees: Budgens singer-songwriters and Woolworths disco... Kelly Marie was totally part of it, of pop as I actually experienced it in 1980 – which perhaps explains why I’m fond of what is by any reasonable standard a shoddy bit of work.
I disagree with this review. I think the song was a reflection of the time in which it was successful. Although songs with a religious theme rarely do well in the UK charts, this one came a few months after Thatcher came to power and was devastation she was inflicting on the country was starting to have effect. At time when people feel oppressed, powerless by their lives being devastated, they often turn to religion so this song was timely. The song's theme is about things being tough at the moment but they will get better so we have to remain positive and get through each day, one at a time. It was a song that gave people hope at a dismal period in our history.'Like so many of 1979’s chart-toppers, Lena Martell was a new face: but this time trailing no stylistic or cultural shift ... this sticks in the craw, feeling like a refugee from grimmer times: it would have fitted into the more erratic, unlucky-dip lists of the mid-70s ... It’s a clunky record, to be sure, but its appearance in context is what really annoys. 2/10'
I disagree with this review. I think the song was a reflection of the time in which it was successful. Although songs with a religious theme rarely do well in the UK charts, this one came a few months after Thatcher came to power and was devastation she was inflicting on the country was starting to have effect. At time when people feel oppressed, powerless by their lives being devastated, they often turn to religion so this song was timely. The song's theme is about things being tough at the moment but they will get better so we have to remain positive and get through each day, one at a time. It was a song that gave people hope at a dismal period in our history.
The song is also a bit of a female anthem at a time when women's rights and empowerment was a topical political issue. A song with lyrics which included "I’m only human and I’m just a woman, help me believe all I can be and all that I am" would have resonated with many people at that time.
I agree that her delivery of the song isn't great as it doesn't really capture the essence of what the song is all about but there must have been a reason why a religious song would top the charts for many weeks in 1979 when it's hard to imagine it would do so in any other era in my lifetime, even just a few years earlier or later than when it was a hit.That's an interesting take. I think the writer is talking from his own subjective position as a pop kid following the charts and all the exciting new music at the time -- and then this comes along.
Ordinarily, I love a bit of Jesusy sing-song and an inappropriate Number One is always fun and I don't hate the song, but her delivery makes this version hard to warm to.
Here's a very interesting post from the comment section of the review:
It isn’t quite the fault of the song, nor of its writers, one of whom was Kris Kristofferson, nobody’s idea of a right-wing demagogue. But “One Day At A Time” as sung by Martell is a deliberate throwback – and starkly so in this company – to the 1967/8 of Jones and Humperdinck, even to the extent of appearing on the Pye label, by then nearing the end of its tenure and tether, and maybe even to the 1955 of Ruby Murray. Although, despite the general futurist outlook of the 1979 charts, there were a number of country-pop hits ... Martell stood for something beyond that.
In particular, being Scottish, she stood for the lachrymose country-MoR which, as I’ve mentioned previously, was the majority music in West Central Scotland, blended with the residue of folk memory; thus the Alexander Brothers (the biggest selling singles act in Scotland in 1964, including the Beatles), and thus also Cleland’s finest, Sydney Devine, specialising in sickly son-of-the-Parish ballads or gruesome weepies about long-lost silver-haired grannies recently having passed away. I can’t remember what provoked the national crossover success of “One Day At A Time” though would guess that Radio 2 probably had something to do with it. Martell was already a long-established star in Scotland, but in its God-fearing lyric and God-dreading stentorian vocal, there is a nasty tinge of Thatcher’s Revenge about it all – one recalls Thatcher, on her first afternoon as Prime Minister, on the steps of Number Ten blaspheming Francis of Assisi and simultaneously muttering in dread about “being swamped by an alien culture.” Martell croons it authoritatively, even though it’s a plea by an insecure singer for Jesus to see her through every painful day, to help battle an unspecified demon, to stop her from killing herself, though puts special emphasis on the lines “Jesus, you know if you’re looking below/It’s worse now than then/Cheatin’ and stealin’/Violence and crime.”
But she doesn’t sing it in the voice of a desperate woman; rather in the tones of a stern schoolmarm, bearing a fundamentalist Calvinist delivery which brooks neither question nor debate. If Johnny Cash had sung the song, as he probably did do, you could have believed every fibre and grain of his voice. Martell’s performance, however, is entirely bereft of any real passion, or genuine concern, or humour, or sex, or any of these other Satanic fripperies which actually make life worth possessing and prolonging. For two far more illuminating epiphanies I would suggest turning to PiL’s “Death Disco,” one of the greatest singles ever to make the Top 20, a simultaneous Irish wake and a terrible roar of paroxysmal grief as Lydon watches his mother in the hospital bed, slowly and irreversibly dying, helpless and angrier than he’d ever been on record, before or since; his screams of “I see it in your EYES” are genuinely terminal. And then, taking into consideration “One Day At A Time”’s references to “Yesterday’s gone” and “Tomorrow may never be mine,” we may reverse to that other Kristofferson-penned prayer, “Help Me Make It Through The Night” as performed by Gladys Knight in one of the greatest female vocal performances of the 20th century, complete with its “Little Drummer Boy” bugle quotes, its stroking, caressing harp, and its shattered plea for a one-night stand, a drug, anything to stop theloneliness and despair. In comparison, Lena Martell flees unwanted shadows. Where’s Lena Horne when you need her?
I think the writer is talking from his own subjective position as a pop kid following the charts and all the exciting new music at the time -- and then this comes along.
Oh yes, the TOTP audience are always extremely good value (at least until those terrible dancing cheerleaders, Zoo, appear sometime in the '80s and start taking over.)Along those lines it's quite fun to watch the young TOTP audience as Lena sings.
At first they don't seem to know what to make of her or how to act and it's all a bit awkward. But then just over halfway through they realise they can see themselves on the monitors and start enjoying themselves, perhaps forgetting altogether that Lena's there .
Japanese Boy – Aneka
I Should Have Known Better - Jim Diamond