Ring My Bell
The thing about nostalgia is that it brings back memories. Not so nice memories. And very often, the kind we like to forget. Case in point: Ring my bell by Anita Ward. I thought I had completely forgotten that song but watching VH1 Classics the other day brought back all the miserable memories all over again.
And now I just can't get the song out of my head... it's stuck there like a broken record, and I find myself mouthing, 'ring mah bell, ring mah bell' along with that ghastly 'tyoon tyoon' sound so popular in the 70s.
On the plus side, however, I realised my distaste for the disco-sound even in those days was not completely misplaced. I can't imagine all THAT was considered 'cool' along with bell-bottoms, wing-sized collars and high heeled shoes.
Thank goodness, we are in the 21st Century now.
And now I just can't get the song out of my head... it's stuck there like a broken record, and I find myself mouthing, 'ring mah bell, ring mah bell' along with that ghastly 'tyoon tyoon' sound so popular in the 70s.
On the plus side, however, I realised my distaste for the disco-sound even in those days was not completely misplaced. I can't imagine all THAT was considered 'cool' along with bell-bottoms, wing-sized collars and high heeled shoes.
Thank goodness, we are in the 21st Century now.
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I wasn't too much into Donna Summer - more like Abba. I still like them. I remember standing and showing off my "talent" to my father and his friends and was really proud when they clapped. They used to call me Latha Mangeshkar - haha. I'm sure she'd cringe if she knew.
But I do like the winged collars and bell bottoms and the high heels. What's wrong with them? LOL