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Tina Charles for a few weeks in 1976 was on Top of the Pops pretty much every bloody week singing I Love to Love (But my Baby Just Loves to Dance). You simply couldn't get away from this monstrous ditty every time you turned either the TV or switched on the radio. Particularly if it was Simon Bates Show I imagine.
Everywhere you looked there was Tina Charles bopping around on Thursday night as if butter wouldn't melt in her mouth and she was the cat who had stolen and then eaten the cream.I've just listened again. OMG. It's all coming back ! Like a rash.
That woman was relentless and neither Top of the Pops or the UK Top 30 stood a chance. We had no idea that Punk was coming round the corner in the house I grew up in. spitting distance of- if you were a good spitter, (which none of us were, we were well brought up ), from Richmond Station. We thought it was just going to be Elton John, Queen and, Jethro Tull and lots more Tuna. Tuna blooming Charles smashes banging on about her baby, spinning like a top, and getting her way. For ever and ever it seemed. It was clear the woman had to be stopped.
Wikipedia tells me that Tina was from Whitechaple, had a brother called Warren appeared on The Two Ronnies before she hit the motherlode and infamy of the kind that the likes of Johnny Rotten were secretly craving too wuth I Love To Love. Good luck to her. Who needs Tuna Turner. But I'm not listening again. Oh alright! It does have a slightly hypnotic quality. Mesmeric !!!. Go Tuna Go !!!
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