1981 (MCMLXXXI) was a common year starting on Thursday (link displays the 1981 Gregorian calendar). It is the 1981st year of the Common Era, or A.D.; the 981st year of the 2nd millennium; the 81st year of the 20th century; and the 2nd year of the 1980s decade.
Julio Iglesias (born Julio José Iglesias de la Cueva; September 23, 1943) is a Spanish singer and songwriter whose romantic image, magnetic stage presence, and expressive music made him one of the best-selling artists of all time. By the early 21st century he had sold hundreds of millions of albums in more than a dozen languages. He has sold over 300 million records worldwide in 14 languages and released 77 albums. According to Sony Music Entertainment, he is one of the top 15 best-selling music artists in history. While Iglesias rose to international prominence in the 1970s and 1980s as a performer of romantic ballads, his success has continued on as he entered new musical endeavors. He is the father of singer Enrique Iglesias.
Iglesias was born in Madrid, the eldest son of Dr. Julio Iglesias Puga and María del Rosario de la Cueva y Perignat. Iglesias' father's family was from Galicia, and Iglesias' mother an Andalusian.
In the 1960s, he studied law in Madrid and was a goalkeeper for one of Real Madrid's football teams. On September 22, 1963, he was involved in a car crash, resulting in an injury to his spinal cord. He said, "I had a car accident; [a] very, very strange car accident...I lost control of the car and rolled it, resulting in what they call 'paraparexia,' which is not paraplegia. It's a compression in the [spinal] cord, in the sense of the neck...my spinal cord; and I was very, very ill for three years." His doctors thought he would never walk again; indeed, his legs were left permanently weakened, and they continued to require therapy as of late October 2010. However, slowly, he began recovering his health. To develop and increase the dexterity of his hands, he began playing guitar. When he recovered from his accident, he resumed academic studies and traveled to the United Kingdom to study the English language, first in Ramsgate, then at Bell Educational Trust's Language School in Cambridge.
The Cure are an English alternative rock band formed in Crawley, West Sussex in 1976. The band has experienced several line-up changes, with frontman, vocalist, guitarist and principal songwriter Robert Smith being the only constant member. The Cure first began releasing music in the late 1970s with its debut album Three Imaginary Boys (1979); this, along with several early singles, placed the band as part of the post-punk and New Wave movements that had sprung up in the wake of the punk rock revolution in the United Kingdom. During the early 1980s, the band's increasingly dark and tormented music helped form the gothic rock genre.
After the release of Pornography (1982), the band's future was uncertain and Smith was keen to move past the gloomy reputation his band had acquired. With the 1982 single "Let's Go to Bed" Smith began to place a pop sensibility into the band's music (as well as a unique stage look). The Cure's popularity increased as the decade wore on, especially in the United States where the songs "Just Like Heaven", "Lovesong" and "Friday I'm in Love" entered the Billboard Hot 100 chart. By the start of the 1990s, The Cure were one of the most popular alternative rock bands in the world. The band is estimated to have sold 27 million albums as of 2004. The Cure have released thirteen studio albums, 10 EPs and over thirty singles during the course of their career. Since 2010, they have been working on a fourteenth studio album.
Here's what I think about you and how your friends
How your friends adore your sudden glory
Heres what I know about you and all your trends
And all the times we made believe a story
Heres what I think about making face
Without a grain of doubt its all I think about, its all in my mind
Its best I make a sound before I hit the ground
Run away from it all
Its what I think about, its what I know about, its what I care about
Pain wont go away even when the drugs say, I wont regret
Time heals so Im told, I could never be sold, I dont forget
And if I should start to wonder, pull me out from the rock Im under
Heres what I think about vacant space
Without a grain of doubt its all I think about, its all in my mind
I better hit the town before the rain comes down
Run away from it all
Far away from it all
Pain wont go away even when the drugs say, I wont regret
Time heals so Im told, I could never be sold, I dont forget
Hey Dave, youre so brave, I can never be saved, take it from me
He said, she said, even if theyre not dead, bring them to me
Run away from it all, from it all
Pain wont go away even if the drugs stay, I dont regret
Time heals so Im told, I could never be sold, I wont forget.
I wont forget.
I could be desperate
I think I'm brave
Could stay and watch you
(repeat)
You gave me nothing
An early grave
I'm vegetating I want more, more, more
I want everything in 1981
Anywhere
Any place will do
I'm leaving England
We're near the ending
You gave me nothing
No more pretending
I'm looking forward
To our parting in 1981
1981
We're near the ending
I'm just pretending
It's all been said before
I want more, more, more in 1981
1981
1981
You gave me nothing
I want more, more, more
I want everything in 1981
I'm leaving England
We're near the ending
You gave me nothing
No more pretending
1981 (repeat)
I want everything in 1981
1981 (repeat)
stuck in the middle of 1981
seek deviation I am hiding from the sun
run from the poison, factories and graves
spray paint heroes and middle class white slaves
crypt, crashing, bruised and bashing
crawling creep never go away
shaved and sliding, scared and broken
joking cause I am angry in all my days
zombie teen insurgence, leather jacket smile
black boots of combat, I am super juvenile
no nazi guises, no tracks up my sleeve
no corporate lies, no intention to deceive
crypt, crashing, bruised and bashing
crawling creep never go away
shaved and sliding, scared and broken
joking cause I am angry in all my days
scars of the stories, smoking burning years
don't break the circle, bleeding restless ears
tanquaray and tonic, secret rebel truce
a worldwide playground to steal forbidden fruit
crypt, crashing, bruised and bashing
crawling creep never go away
shaved and sliding, scared and broken
joking cause I am angry in all my days
crypt, crashing, bruised and bashing
crawling creep never go away
shaved and sliding, scared and broken
Siamo cambiati in fretta
dietro a sogni spenti che
hanno trasformato
un presente che non c'è
E grandi alla sera
colazione alle tre
abitudine importante
per sopravvivere
E allora a questo crescere
mi sento dire che
quei giorni son finiti
ma non chiedo mai perché
Ora sono così perso
e vulnerabile
e troppo indifeso
ma pronto a correre
(RIT.)
Ho voglia di gridare
ma senza piangere
soffocare ogni respiro
questa città lo fa per me
cerco solo di affrontare
questo silenzio dentro me...
C'è troppa confusione
e troppi amici che
sono degli sconosciuti
fino al prossimo week end
Non importa cosa ho scelto
c'è chi pensa già per me
e decide cosa è giusto
e cosa è inutile
(RIT.)
Lasciami gridare
ma senza piangere
contare ogni respiro
questa città lo fa per me
cerco solo di affrontare
questo silenzio dentro me...
E continuo ad ignorare
le preoccupazioni che
spogliano i miei giorni
dal sorriso fragile
Comune sentimento
scoprire in fondo che
nascondo ogni paura
per sempre dentro me
(RIT.)
Ascoltami gridare
ma senza piangere
non voglio più fuggire
questa città lo fa per me
Cerco solo di affrontare
questo silenzio dentro me
(Cerco solo di affrontare
questo silenzio)
Ascoltami gridare
ma senza piangere
non voglio più fuggire
questa città lo fa per me
(Cerco solo di affrontare)
Cerco solo di affrontare
questo silenzio senza te
I could be desperate.
I think I'm brave.
Could stay and watch you.
(repeat)
You gave me nothing, an early grave.
I'm vegetating. I want more, more, more.
I want everything in 1981.
Anywhere, any place will do.
I'm leaving england.
We're near the ending.
You gave me nothing.
No more pretending.
I'm looking forward to our parting in 1981, 1981.
We're near the ending.
I'm just pretending.
It's all been said before.
I want more, more, more in 1981, 1981, 1981.
You gave me nothing.
I want more, more, more.
I want everything in 1981.
I'm leaving england.
We're near the ending.
You gave me nothing.
No more pretending.
1981. (x6)
I want everything in 1981.
1981. (x2)
I could be desperate
I think I'm brave
Could stay and watch you
(repeat)
You gave me nothing
An early grave
I'm vegetating I want more, more, more
I want everything in 1981
Anywhere
Any place will do
I'm leaving England
We're near the ending
You gave me nothing
No more pretending
I'm looking forward
To our parting in 1981
1981
We're near the ending
I'm just pretending
It's all been said before
I want more, more, more in 1981
1981
1981
You gave me nothing
I want more, more, more
I want everything in 1981
I'm leaving England
We're near the ending
You gave me nothing
No more pretending
1981 (repeat)
I want everything in 1981
1981 (repeat)
I found another letter
This one was not much better
From a girl so long agaon
A girl I used to know in Reno
Yea things they kinda happened
But I flunked her test
Or something
Punk rock cured my misery
She said it ruined her and me
Back in the day
We played in 1981
What's done is done
I thought
In 1981 I should explain the chorus
There was no future for us
She made life feel ok
We hung out every day
Then things got kinda creepy
She started getting weepy
Our things grew really odd
As soon as she found God
She moved to Sacramento
Gave back all my mementos
Stood there and watched her go
Stayed with my band in Skeeno
We tried to keep things friendly
So hard when things have ended
Punk rock blamed for our decline