Category: Music

Ring Ring

Talking of mobile phones, it’s always fun to change your ringtone to something different to what came installed on the phone. 

Of late, the original Nokia tune has become a fashionable ringtone again… in an ironic sort of way.

Many people choose a popular tune or a comedic catchphrase, and I myself have added several to my phone.

All are TV theme tunes from the 1970’s and when my phone rings, someone of a similar age to myself will pop their head up and say “Ooh, that sounds familiar…  what is it?”

So, here are the theme tunes for you to have a guess at.

Anyone who gets all five will win a speedboat.*

Number 1


Number 2


Number 3


Number 4


Number 5


*Not really.

Earwig o again

I’ve got one of those earworm things, y’know, when you get a tune stuck in your head and can’t shift it.

As earworms go, it’s not a bad one though.

It’s actually one of my favourite pieces of music and I stumbled upon it by chance, many years ago, when I was visiting some friends in Norwich (we weren’t going to see the quiz of the week, I might add) and I found myself mooching in HMV, whilst my mate and his wife were shopping next door for cushions or some shit like that.

Scherezade is the piece I’m talking about. By Rimsky and the Korsakovs.

It’s a wonderful piece of music, one of my favourites, but annoyingly, I just keep playing the same thirty-second loop in my head and not the whole 40 minutes.

Anyway, on a related note, I was in town t’other day and noticed that our HMV had closed down.

This upset me slightly, as it was the last ‘record store’ in town.

OK, I can’t even remember the last time I actually bought a record or CD from there (or anywhere else)… but it upset me nonetheless.

You’re The One That I Want

I was listening to one of my comedy podcasts as I drove to work this morning – I’m Sorry I Haven’t a Clue, if you must know.

In this particular episode, Tim Brooke-Taylor was tasked with singing part of Greased Lightning – from the 1978 film Grease – without any musical accompaniment.

In typical TB-T fashion, he adopted a shrill voice and launched himself into it.

And then, he sang these lines:

With a four-speed on the floor, they’ll be waiting at the door
You know that ain’t no shit, we’ll be getting lots of tit
in Greased Lightning…

I’m sorry Tim, did you just say ‘shit’ and ‘tit’? 

I assumed at first that he’d said it for comedic value, but that didn’t seem right and so when I got to work, I Googled the lyrics.

OMG! Those are the actual lyrics! This song is nearly forty years old; I’ve heard it a zillion times; I’ve danced to it at many a party and yet I’d never heard those filthy lyrics.

But, it goes on:

With new boosters, plates and shocks 
I can get off my rocks
You know that I ain’t braggin’, she’s a real pussy wagon
Greased Lightning

‘Pussy Wagon’?  Really?

But there’s more:

You are supreme
The chicks’ll cream
For Greased Lightning

Whoa! John Travolta is now singing about ladies getting so excited, that they are making a mess in their underwear! Jeez!!

Quite how they managed to sneak those lyrics past the American censors – whom I thought were pretty strict back in the seventies – on a film rated at PG-13, I just don’t know.

But, based on that,  I’m off to check the lyrics on some of the other songs that featured in the film.

There’s bound to be a line somewhere in Hopelessly Devoted, where Olivia Newton John sings about taking it up the council gritter.

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