When Chris De Burgh’s eyebrows were totally on fleek

It’s funny isn’t it, how hearing a certain song can take you back to a time and place in a way almost nothing else can? Every time I hear Chris De Burgh’s ‘Lady in Red’ (deeply uncool I know), I’m reminded of my first ever slow dance. Yes, that magical night when Justin finally asked me to dance! I can’t remember his surname now but, whatever it was, I’d spent at least a term writing Mrs Justin …… all over my text books at school – extra uncool points, but that’s just the type of girl I was.  I was a bit of a late starter and, if you want the real story, even this turned out to be a false start. Justin almost immediately danced with one of my friends who also liked him. Turned out he wasn’t interested in either of us, but just wanted to be nice and dance with anyone who fancied a shuffle around the dancefloor. Oh the heart break; excitement to humiliation in less time than it took the DJ to play the next song.

So why am I telling you all this? It’s not, as it might seem, a cheaper alternative than therapy for discussing my fairly tragic teenage years. It’s to remind my fellow children of the 80s what an amazing decade it was. Even though I do give thanks every morning for the invention of GHDs, it was a time when you could embrace your big hair and someone who looked and sounded like Chris De Burgh could be on the same episode of Top of the Pops as Boy George.

It never ceases to amaze me how I can remember all the lyrics to every song Wham ever released, but I go upstairs these days and forget what I went up there for.  That said my recollection of the 80s is infinitesimal compared with that of one of my oldest friends, and prolific writer on the 80s, Sarah Lewis.

As well as knowing everything there is to know about 80s music – go on, challenge her, she’ll prove me right – Sarah was always much braver than me when we were growing up in that very decade. Whether it was throwing the satchel of the local bully out of the train window, or blagging her way into summer parties at Bob Geldof’s house, Sarah would do it. No doubt there were huge stars back then she never dreamed she’d interview for her collection of books on the 80s, much less become friends with, but Sarah has gone on to achieve all that.

So what can I say? If you’re in the mood to be taken back to the 80s for even a little while, if you were mad about the music of bands from back then or would love to read an interview with one of the popstars whose posters used to be pinned to your bedroom wall and hear what life was really like as a celebrity in the 80s, then Sarah’s books are definitely for you. Her latest release ‘More Eighties’ features interviews with Soft Cell, Heaven 17 and Dave Wakeling to name just a few.

As for me? I’m just going to pop upstairs now to download ‘Lady in Red’ on my phone, but I’ll probably forget what I went up there for. Wish me luck!

Jo Bartlett

 

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6 thoughts on “When Chris De Burgh’s eyebrows were totally on fleek

  1. What a great post!! My decade was the 70’s, when big hair or long and loons were de rigeur. I never have outgrown my hippie phase, in fact I’m going back there the older I get & I shall set a book then too once I’ve finished my current work. Take care xxx

  2. Thanks for this, Jo. We shared so much of the Eighties that it’s hard for me to pick out a favourite moment, but our train journeys to and from school are definitely at the top of the list. All I will say is “Railway Police”!!

  3. The 80s was my era too and I have fond memories of big hair, ra-ra skirts, deeply-poppers and mismatched fluorescent socks. Probably the only time in my life when I’ve ever been trendy. I’d roller boot round our estate wearing my enormous Sony Walkman with the best tracks from the top 40 on it, each with a tiny bit of the DJ’s voice where I hadn’t quite managed to cut him off. It was and still is my favourite era for music. I can also recite all the Wham! lyrics – especially Bad Boys and Wham Rap – but have the memory of a gnat when it comes to anything going on in the here and now. It’s reassuring to know I’m not alone! xx

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