Brendon - gimmie some
This nonsense makes a second appearance which is good as i couldn't quite believe it first time. We have hand claps! We have exuberance! We have bared chests! Its all rather rubbish and basic but at the same time... no its rubbish but some rubbish is watchable as is this.
Elkie Brooks - pearl's a singer
When some people think of the 70s they imagine glam, or punk rock safety pins, platform shoes et cetera. For me the 70s means the cocktail nightclub look with faux precious metals, neon lights illuminating an otherwise sparse visage and huge ornamental fake foliage. Just like this performance then, the pianist is great by the way with his huge afro and cardigan.
Brotherhood of Man - oh boy
The girls look lovely in matching white dungarees and green and white striped shirts. BoM evolve their act to ditch the children's dance moves and instead give us a very presentable pop song. Just don't mention they seem to have ripped of ABBA for their look.
DLT is in a Marilyn Monroe t-shirt which is stylish (for him anyway).
Graham Parker & The Rumour - hold back the night
A repeat performance but still very good in a pre-punk white boy funk pop vein, pity its edited to about 10 seconds or so.
Marilyn McCoo & Billy Davis Jr - you don't have to be a star
Film footage from somewhere, a serviceable 70s soul number you enjoy at the time then forget as soon as its ended.
Oh dear whats this drivel? Post-glam stomp and pretty vacuous though catchy and the singer has great fuzzy hair and braces (the kind that hold your trousers up). Its rather like a Bay City Rollers tribute band was booked to perform by mistake. I keep thinking Magpie. I also keep thinking, please stop. Now.
Smokie - lay back in the arms of someone
A repeat i think, but very good anyway. I'd rather see this than the Dead End Kids who are probably aptly named.
DLT is very excited about Legs & Co, dirty old man. They are here to perform Boney M's "sunny", its the usual sort of performance where they wear sparkly dressed and emote heavily.
T.Rex - the soul of my suit
Marc Bolan's suit being yellow, i wonder what kind of soul it has. A rather insipid song and unfortunately his last appearance on TOTP because... you know. Though of course no one at the time in 1977 knew.
Manhattan Transfer - chanson d'amour
Probably one of the earliest songs i ever liked, or at least remembered. I still love it, hurrah! Pity its still the same stage performance as in previous weeks. Thems the breaks pop pickers.
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