Either you remember it and love it or you are just really impressed by a synth pan-flute. Either way, Italo says summer to me….and popsicles. It definately says popsicles…being served on the dancefloor…that’s another post entirely.
“I think I’ll dye my hair blue” oops, just did
This just in from Jason in Australia –
I can’t even with this track and this group. Honestly when I listen to this one I am just grateful to have been so alive through the ’80s and to have found so many loving friends while this one was on endless repeat.
Here for your collection, the 12″ vocal :
Costumes, poses…now I know where I got it from…GOALS.
Ok, so add to that the performance…
Imagination were a three piece British soul and funk band, who came to prominence in the early 1980s. They had chart hits in 28 countries, earning four platinum discs, nine gold discs and more than a dozen silver discs around the world between 1981 and 1983
Singer Leee John was working as a backing vocalist for The Delfonics, Chairmen of the Board, The Velvelettes and The Elgins when he met Ashley Ingram, a guitarist/bassist (born 27 November 1960, Northampton). John and Ingram formed a songwriting partnership, resolving to start their own ‘slinky, sexy and erotic’ group, working in a short-lived band called Fizzz. Whilstauditioning for another short-lived band, Midnight Express, they met drummer Errol Kennedy (born 9 June 1953, Montego Bay) who had learned to drum in the Boys’ Brigade and Air Training Corps.
Formed in 1981, the trio took a demo tape of a track called “Body Talk” to producers Jolley & Swain. It was released as a single in April 1981 under the group name Imagination, a name that the group chose as a tribute to John Lennon. The track reached number 4 in the UK Singles Chart in May 1981, selling 250,000 copies in the UK and spending eighteen weeks in the Top 50. They had two more hit singles that year, “In and Out of Love” (September) and “Flashback” (November), both of which peaked at number 16, all from their debut album, also called Body Talk.
Their biggest hit, “Just an Illusion”, peaked at number two in March 1982 (“Just an Illusion” would later be used as the end title song to the 1986 movie, F/X); followed by “Music and Lights” The group’s second album, 1982’s In the Heat of the Night, was their most successful, spawning a trio of chart hits in the form of “Just an Illusion” , “Music and Lights” and “Changes”. The remix collection Night Dubbing appeared the following year, as did the group’s third proper album, Scandalous.
The trio frequently appeared on BBC Television’s Top of the Pops, and other pop music TV programmes,
with a distinctive exotic style, reminiscent of Roman senators, harem orderlies and slaves. John made a guest appearance on Doctor Who in 1983. They were also known for their esoteric album sleeve notes.
Following this the success of the group in the UK waned, but they continued to perform, tour and record.
In 1987, they were signed to RCA Records and recorded two albums and seven more singles. Their last album Fascination Of The Physical, recorded in 1990, was a commercial failure. This caused the band to split in 1992.
John went back to acting, but re-surfaced as a singer in the reality television show, Reborn in the
USA.John also remains active by continuing his recording career as a solo artist and collaborator while also working on a project documenting British black music.
Ingram also enjoyed success as a songwriter for Des’ree.
Since the group split there have been several compilations released while ‘The Very Best Of Imagination’ is the best place to start.
Ooops. That was two words. Dennis Edwards and Siedah Garret – This is the 12″ version for your collection.
Spring is in the air!
(or is that just the smell of all the rotting piles of fish, fly covered duck parts, and the abundance of mushy, blackened, mouldy fruits and vegetables cascading out of the garbage bins on every corner of China Town after a long hot weekend?)
ANYWAY, I digress (yet again)… SPRING…or something…is in the air! And we all know what that means. There is something sinister lurking just after Labour Day…. SUMMER. It’s that dreaded perennial season that inflicts self loathing, acute body dysmorphia, and humiliation upon most of the population. Every year it’s just as reliable as when Puxasutawney Phil comes peeking out of his burrow. It’s just as predictable as October bringing us Halloween. And of course the arrival of Halloween means attending parties where once more you hear the reoccurring theme of everybody’s costume. The description of said theme is naturally:
“I’m a Sexy ______”
(you can fill in that above blank with anything from “kitten”, “nurse”, “pirate”, “baby”, “homeless man”, “burn victim” through to “cadaver”)
But..back to our topic…
Yes, SUMMER is coming. The season whose high temperatures, and societal expectations demand that we wear less coverings over our pale, flabby bodies. Those same bodies that have been safely camouflaged all through autumn and winter by cashmere sweaters, silk lined woollen trousers, fashionable boots, hand knitted scarves, glamorous drama coats (à la Çomme de Garçon) and a vast variety of garments created from beautiful tactile fabrics. (le sigh)
Summer, on the other hand is the season, that to me, demands that I wear clothing and bathing suits that exacerbate the genetic betrayal that is my legacy.
I know a lot of people say: “You should just join a gym and start working out! You’ll get such a high from it!”, or “Take a Spin Class, it’s so much fun!”, and
“I’m on a really fun ______team, you should come and play with us!”
I have attempted all of those activities, and believe me when I tell you that I totally went at it half-heartedly, and gave it the best half-arsed effort that I kinda tried to muster. Going to the gym, and especially trying out a Spin Class made me completely anxious, self conscious and nauseous. Being around all those muscular, toned young people made me feel like a giant albino squid, thrown out of the ocean, and onto a beach. I was flopping about uncoordinated and exposed. All that my squid self desperately wanted to do was to find some way back into that ocean water again, and then squirt out a huge cloud of black ink in which to hide myself, and cower. In other words, as far as gyms? I’d rather wear fire as a hat.
After all of those experiences I have decided that I already get plenty of exercise from chain smoking, driving a stick-shift, wandering through the streets aimlessly every weekend, and lying in bed and complaining.
However, I did recently unearth a long forgotten ancient VHS tape!
(yes I DO do still own a VCR. I use it to view all of the old videos that I never got around to converting to DVD’s twenty years ago…and yes DVD’s still exist too. Not everything is on Netflix baby)
So this afore mentioned tape is an old eighties work-out tape was designed especially for men. I have been watching it and copying all the movements for weeks, but I am still not looking like any of the men on the tape. Then I realised that maybe the point isn’t looking like those men, but rather to just like looking at them.
I file this one under Italo, Sub-Genre – Bodymap Classics
Big ups to Bob Renk for sending us this mind hurting video.
1. This is not a lost French and Saunders sketch.
2. The Petticoat 5 was real.
As far as specialty computers go, the only one I can think of that might be anything would be, “The SeniorMac” by APPLEsauce, because for one thing, I can’t even read these tiny letters on this gigantic screen anymore. Honestly. Not a single word…and I’m still typing. Tippy Tippy tap tap tap.
type to talk. type to blog. type to post. No talking please. Typing only.
I miss pencils.
You need it. Download it FREE FROM ME and you’ll always have it. You’re welcome. If you are lucky enough to be falling in love then even the lyrics are perf. If you are everything else besides falling in love then just enjoy the groove. This is the Fantasy/Honey Special 12″ Version – Two Tons Of Fun are Martha Wash and Izora Armstead. check em rule. That’s just undisputed truth. This catchy cutie was written by Eric Robinson and Victor Orsborn. It was produced by the great Harvey Fuqua. The year was 1980.
Morris W. and Fannie B. Haft Auditorium
Marvin Feldman Center, Second Floor
The fifteenth annual fashion symposium, Fashion Underground: The World of Susanne Bartsch, will explore the creative links between Bartsch’s 30 years of sartorial self-expression and its influence on the global fashion scene.
Twenty speakers will discuss the impact and the influence that Susanne Bartsch has had on fashion and nightlife. Speakers include Simon Doonan (Creative Ambassador-at-Large of Barneys New York), Stephen Jones (milliner), and Peter McNeil (professor at University of Technology Sydney and at Stockholm University).
Admission to the symposium is free!
Oct 23rd – 2-5pm
Joey Arias and Dr. Peter McNeil, in conversation”
Zaldy and Dr. Valerie Steele, in conversation
Waleed Khairzada and Jessica Grindstaff, in conversation
Jeffrey Hinton and Billy Beyond (Erb), in conversation, followed by a screening of the film 80’s Is a Blur, by Jeffrey Hinton
I love any song that’s asking, “How can I not be crazy yet?”
Too much thyme will ruin anything. It’s strong – you have to be careful. But I’ll tell you one thing, a little sprig right on top of a Pina Colada (virgin or not) will blow your mind – just don’t get too much of it…on your hands…because then you’d have…too much thyme…on your hands…yeah.
This is basically a straight forward disco format here. I need that boulder shoulder jumpsuit. Very nice.
You don’t even need to share a cab! This will take you there. The spirit’s in it ( As Patty Says )