Football and Music

Just like with those Goal! movies, you’d think they would have learnt from the last one. But no… the pain continues.

Don’t go. We have to get through this so we can move on.

And just like the above bad representations of footie to the world, the other embarrassing public outing by some singing footballers did not end (as I mentioned the other day) with just that one song.

I am not going to unleash another one from the mullet on you, but this next one is much, much worse…

In 1982 for the World Cup in Spain somebody decided that the England squad would record a whole album. I can’t find any info about it online, but I’m pretty much certain they did. Some of the songs on that album are available via Cherry Red Records, such as their reworking of the song used in a British Airways advert at the time (We’ll Fly The Flag) and their cover of a traditional song - Land Of Hope and Glory. They even got onto Top Of The Pops. (Their chart success was more successful than their final tournament one.)

But I’ve gone off on a tangent…This post isn’t about England and the team singing. This is about one of the players who seemed to like to sing and couldn’t stop himself.

No it is not who you are thinking of. Yes he is the first one you think of when it comes to this, but this other player, who coincidently also managed the England team - badly, is one who played and sang with old mulletboy Waddle.

Yes that committed Christian and all round cripple hater Glenn Hoddle was in the England 1982 squad, who sang with the team on the ‘Pops, but also had a solo outing on that England album. (I swear it’s true, they really did a whole LP).

He recorded a cover which I’m surprised that the original composers of the song, high in their profile and in the charts themselves at the time, let him.

Somehow somebody in a moment of weakness suggested to Hoddle that he should do Queen’s “We Are The Champions” for inclusion on the England album and I am certain that it was this and not the fact that England scored zero goals in the final stages that doomed us.

Listen on…if you dare…

» Glenn Hoddle - We Are The Champions

BUT !

Just like Jason in those fecking Halloween movies you think that is it.
It wasn’t. HE DID A THIRD SONG.

Hoddle wanted to punish not just the disabled but all music fans everywhere - and he did this by covering yet another sacred cow Paul McCartney’s ode to Julian Lennon - Hey Jude. (30 second mp3 sample here). If you really want to inflict more pain on yourself you can purchase and download it here.

Alright. That’s it. No more. Like pulling a plaster off the skin it hurts for a bit but I’ve ripped that Band Aid off you now. The pain is over.

December 2007 Update:
The pain wasn’t over ! Another offence to music committed by Hoddle just posted.

A very interesting charity match to be played on December 2nd. It will have El Tel managing the England legends team and Sven managing the International XI. Some of the names appearing will be Zola, Shearer, Keano, Sheringham, Beardsley, Rush, Ginola, Desailly… they are also looking to get Zizou and Derek, but no promises on that. Still. I hope there will be video of it afterwards.

If you thought that was just a one-off you were wrong. Very wrong. The same way Geoff Thomas somehow got called up to play for England, somebody fell asleep and let Chris Waddle into the recording studio again.

Chris was playing for Marseille and his singing partner this time was his teammate Basile Boli.

The name rings a bell doesn’t it ? He played for Rangers for one season in the mid 90’s. England fans might remember him from the headbutt he put on Stuart Pearce in Euro ‘92.

» Sample lyrics sung by Waddle:

So without further Adu - watch on…

Ah no… don’t think this is over. The horror is…

I read the other day that Branson has sold the Virgin Megastore chain. The buyers are some of the senior staff at the company, which is nice to see. They have decided to rebrand the chain though and it’s new name from November will be… wait for it… Zavvi.

I hope that it survives. I’ve been reading in the past year that many chains (MVC and Tower records) are going under. With more and more people buying songs online…additionally with today’s news of Amazon USA opening their mp3 download store and of course Cherry Red Records in the UK, the traditional record shop is disappearing from… well I was going to say from the High Street, but apart from HMV and Virgin, the better record shops were never found in the High Street, always down some side street.

Another article via the Beeb reports on how many of the shops down my favourite and probably most famous side street for records in the world - Berwick Street.
Mister CD is closing down. Selectadisc has gone. Reckless Records has gone bankrupt. But like the above management buyout there is still someone there who will continue on. SisterRay still have their shop further down, but the article mentions that they bought the old Selectadisc premises and opened there too.

It will be sad going to Piccadilly Circus and not seeing Tower Records there (location bought by Virgin Megastore, soon to be Zaavi). But as Dave Killington of Mister CD says in that article: “People over 35 are still buying CDs, but no-one under 35 is,” says Mr Killington. “We’re just going the way of technology.”
And those people left who are buying CD’s are purchasing them online more often too.

So this post is to mark the passing of the traditional store and to post a song which marks the heyday of the record shop and of the time when the bands designed and homemade the covers to their singles which they went round to local record shops to ask them if they would stock it.

There is a footie connection with this one: The Freshies [Best of CD] were big Man City supporters. The did a track called “Dancing In The Kippax” which I’ll have to find. You might be more familiar with the lead singers other persona - and another well known Citeh fan - Frank Sidebottom. [Best of CD]

In 1980 the Freshies put out a single which not long after it’s release, Virgin Records made them change the title to remove the name of their chain. Which with looking at Richard Branson and the way he constantly promotes himself and his ventures, was a bit of a strange move. Obviously Sir Richard didn’t have a say in this. In fact a couple of years ago Branson was looking for the girl who was on that checkout counter.

So the title was changed from: “I’m In Love With The Girl On The Manchester Virgin Megastore Checkout Desk” to:
“I’m In Love With The Girl On A Certain Manchester Megastore Checkout Desk” and still holds the record as the longest title of a chart single. Again it is strange that they were made to change the title because in the lyrics to the song they mention many other record labels.

» The Freshies - I’m In Love With A Girl On A Certain Manchester Megastore Checkout Desk

The band are no more, but Frank Sidebottom lives on and has his own telly show ! He can be seen on Channel m. (Which you can watch online - click that link back there and have a look.) the TV Channel for Greater MCR.

Bonus video » Watch Frank Sidebottom’s Supergroup covering The Fall’s “Hit The North”:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NiduNJG-Ltk