Play a song for me, like on the TV,
A simple melody.
Say that you’ll stay, like a soap story,
And never go away.
We may not be the best match, together,
But together we have something to say.
Opposites by New Council
Released 1982
“You can’t be serious, I have to be on air tonight. Do you even know who I am!”
The older distinguishably dressed lady yells from her car at the uniformed Ultra Heroes blocking her path.
“I do in fact,” says the younger of the Heroes. “You are Channel 14’s weather reporter, Dusty Gailes.”
Deep down Dusty hates that name. It was cute in the seventies when she began as the local TV meteorologist but now she would give her right arm to be recognised, just once by her real name.
“That’s right young Miss, so if you know that then you must know that I have
