To round off this Olympic month, I thought I would share Ian Dury's original of Spasticus Autisticus, after a version was included in last night's Paralympics Opening Ceremony. But then I found something more interesting instead...
Above is Ian Dury talking about the song, after it couldn't get played on the radio, back in 1981. Don't forget, kids, this is someone who had just had a massive Number 1 (when Number 1s were Numbers 1s!), so not quite the outsider he might seem now. It makes me think of a number of 'transitions', not all good:
- Firstly, god bless Granada Reports, with which I grew up, for its arts and music coverage - but where would you get 5 minutes of intelligent discussion of a song on regional news nowadays? Maybe Granada Reports was unusual (it was home to Tony Wilson, after all) but the decline in local news is a real and sad one.
- Secondly, the language shifts are noticeable, although you can tell Dury is politically involved in disability arts thinking.
- But mainly, of course, we notice the shift in perceptions marked by the song's inclusion in the ceremony, although still with far to go to complete the journey from exclusion to inclusion, downgrading to respect.
Anyway, those are questions for other times perhaps, after we've enjoyed the sport. Big congratulations to graeae's Jenny Sealey and Bradley Hemmings for a really powerful opening ceremony - I certainly cannot remember anything of such power and visibility for disabled artists. Well not since graeae's Prometheus in Stockton actually, but that wasn't broadcast globally. Here's a photo I took of it though:
The issues of access that remain can only be assisted by this profile. He said optimistically... having recently been sorely disappointed to find a major national arts event - on the topic of people working together even - being held in a venue that was not accessible to wheelchair users, due to its age and nature. So, many of the performers so brilliantly showcased last night would have been outside in an adjacent space, at best, if they'd wanted to join in - surely not an image we can sustain. The understandable defence given was 'this is the venue we have, we wish it were different'. Wishing it were different no longer seems quite enough. Time for a bit of 'I'm Spasticus' perhaps?