On this day in 1984, musical aficionados from the worlds of pop and rock came together to record the iconic ‘Do They Know It’s Christmas?’ single for Band Aid. The single has gone down in history as an example of the power of music to help right the wrongs in the world. The song leapt to the number one spot over the Christmas of 1984, selling over a million copies in under a week and totalling sales of three million by the end of that year. The Band Aid super-group featured the cream of eighties pop, including David Bowie, Phil Collins, George Michael, Sting, Cliff Richard and Paul McCartney.
The sales target for the single was £70,000, all of which was to be donated to the African famine relief fund. With support from Radio 1 DJs and a Top of the Pops Christmas Special, sales sky-rocketed and Geldof, feeling the strength of public opinion behind him, went toe-to-toe with the conservative government in an attempt to have tax on the single waived. Margaret Thatcher initially refused the plea, but as public outcry grew, Thatcher caved-in to public demands and the tax on sales worth nearly £9 million was donated back to charity.
Bob Geldof and a host of artists old and new have re-recorded the single to help raise funds to stem the Ebola crisis. Our infographic marks the 30th anniversary of the original recording and illustrates the movers and shakers that made this monumental milestone in pop history possible.

To view free articles examining the cause, the people, and the music, you can open the graphic as a PDF.
Headline image credit: Live Aid at JFK Stadium, Philadelphia, 1985. CC BY-SA 3.0 via Wikimedia Commons.
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4 Stars Drummer Boy of John John Mark Greenwood Frané Lessac Lee and Low Books Pages: 32 Ages: 4+ Jacket: Carnival is coming and the villagers of John John, Trinidad, are getting ready to jump up and celebrate with music dancing, and a parade. Best of all, the Roti King has promised free rotis—tasty friend [...]
Here we are, still in our first week, and it has felt jam-packed. We arrived Monday evening, late. It was midnight before we got to bed. Then we spent the first couple of days opening the house, vacuuming and dusting, etc., and unpacking. Thursday we met friends in town at our favorite café bar in Monforte, Adega do Carlos, and yesterday we went to Lugo and stayed overnight for the San Froilán Fiesta.
The festival actually goes on for eight days, and yesterday, Friday, was the major religious day as San Froilán is the patron saint of Lugo, and the second day was the actual saint's day. Lugo is an ancient city about 60 miles north of Monforte, and it has both a Roman and Celtic past. (Well, for that matter, you can say that of all of Galicia: a Roman and Celtic past. There are old Roman bridges with arches everywhere, and the culture is both castiliano and galegan .)
What's fascinating about Lugo is that the center of town—the original town—is enclosed in a circular wall with about 17 arched entrances; a wall so thick it's wide enough for a car to drive atop, although only walking is permitted. Inside the walls are the old crooked cobbled streets, replete with restaurants and café bars, as well as two cathedrals and several plazas. Once we drove in and found the closest parking garage to our hotel, we unpacked and headed out to stroll the plazas and listen to music. Because it was the saint's day, all the clothing shops, etc., were closed, although eateries and bakeries were open.
Around the Plaza Mayor two huge stages were in preparation for the evening orchestra/bands. But the ayuntamiento (council building) flanks one side of the Plaza Mayor, and the municipal orchestra of Lugo was playing excerpts from Tschaikovky's Swan Lake, as well as music by Rodrigo and other composers. Really lovely to listen to. Walking down one of the narrow streets, waiting for lunch time (2:00 p.m.), we heard strains by Mozart floating from a restaurant's open doorway.
We are vegetarians, so sometimes it's hard to find restaurant food in Spain, but, luckily we eat fish and seafood. So we had a really tasty lunch of croquetas bacalao (codfish), grilled prawns, and—a real adventurous "first" for us—steamed cockles with lemon. My goodness, they were good. They looked to me like tiny versions of clams, and they had that "ocean" flavor that was quite evocative. Along with wine, of course.
After lunch, wandering around, we found a band in rehearsal at the Plaza Santa Maria. They were playing all the traditional Galician music with traditional instruments. Their orchestra was composed of four harps, four bagpipes, four violins, six tambourines, one huge set of drums and a smaller drum, and about eight "lap" organs with handles, as well as castanets and a mouth instrument that was "twanged". The music was haunting and beautiful, and sometimes sounded Irish, and sometimes sounded Greek, and sometimes sounded Spanish. Just fantastic. Later, around nine p.m., after a picnic dinner in our room, we heard the concert all over again and enjoyed it just as much. Then, at 10:30 p.m. we returned to the Plaza Mayor to listen to another Latin orchestra. We sat and enjoyed that until nearly midnight, and then returned to the hotel and went to bed.
After rolls and coffee at a bakery this morning, we walked along the shopping areas (and I did find a nice belt and scarf.) We returned, then, to the "artesian" tent, where local artisans were showing their beautiful handicrafts. And then we headed back "home" around noon.
Weather-wise, we have been lucky. Except for rain this morning, and not a heavy one, it's another beautiful sunny day. And now, I must wrap this up. I'm at a wi-fi café, and I want to post this before we return to the house. Later, I'll try to post some pictures.
Meanwhile, for us, Galicia is a magical place. I write poetry about it at times. Before we started coming here, McKinley Park in Sacramento used to affect me that way. Do you have a place like that? If so, where?
Boom Bah! by Phil Cummings, illustrated by Nina Rycroft
Break out the noise makers, drums, and kazoos and start your own band after you share this one.
It all starts with a mouse tinging a spoon against a teacup. Then the cat gets involved by banging a spoon on a can. Pig grabs two pot lids to bash together as cymbals. And soon a line of animals are marching and dancing to the beat. What could that be coming over the hill? A real marching band with real drums, a tuba, trombones and more. Everyone starts to play music together with a happy “Hey ho!” A jolly book filled with rhythm, music and merriment, this is a winner of a book for toddlers.
Cummings text is kept to a minimum, just carrying the noises and the beat along with it. The words are simple and great fun to read aloud because they are so jaunty. Rycroft’s art is silly and warm toned. I love that she included diving insects on most of the pages. If you look closely you can even see beetles in the grass who also get caught up in the music. Her attention to the small but delightful details is clever and adds to the fun.
Highly recommended when you want a story time about music and you don’t mind the kids getting loud with their own marching band. Appropriate for very small children through preschool, this book will work for ages 1-4.
Reviewed from copy received from publisher.
How to Start a Band, Book Gigs, and Get Rolling to Rock Stardom by Jessica HarperWorkman Publishing 2009I'm really torn over this book. On the one hand, this book is a perfect tonic for all those girls (like the author) who were told or felt that the world of Rock & Roll and all it has to offer is a secret club populated by boys who insist that "Stairway to Heaven" is be-all, end-all in rock.
One piece of advice I often give to new writers is to read books and articles about writing regularly. Of course, it would be easy to spend so much time studying such writing advice that one didn’t actually have time to write, but it is important to devote some time on a regular basis to hearing what works for other writers. No one can offer a formula that will exactly work for you, but at the
It looks lovely, Elizabeth! My magical places usually involve forests - however, Europe would probably work too!
Forests, yes. Think how many stories take place in a forest!
Ohhhh how I enjoyed reading this post!
It looks like you are having a great time, Elizabeth. I enjoyed this post a lot.
How beautiful!! As a fellow vegetarian, I also had trouble eating in Spain but the country was so beautiful I would go back again and again. Love the pics!
Sounds like a wonderful trip. It's really interesting to visit places where you can see glimpses of the ancient past juxtaposed in amongst the modern. The equivalent in the UK would be places like York and Bath - they have a great atmosphere.
Catherine, thanks. It's always nice to share this wonderful experience with others.
Rachna, yes, we are. Glad you enjoyed the post.
Saumya, yes, food is a challenge for a vegetarian if you don't eat fish or seafood. Luckily we can, but even then, we have to pick and choose carefully when we go out. But the neighbors here are so lovely and kind, and the people so open-hearted. Every time we come we feel so happy.
Nick, that's true. I've been to Bath and just loved it; I spent nearly a whole day there. I'm longing to go to York, too. It's on my bucket list.
Elizabeth, thaks for sharing that magic spell with us. I really enjoyed it and I look forward to the pictures. I can't be there with you but now I can't wait to listen to Tschaikovky's music...I did not know all that about Galicia. Very interesting.
This sounds soooo wonderful! You make me want to go travelling again!
Julia, Galicia is a very interesting part of Spain. We didn't know anything about it before we came, but apparently there's a strong Celtic past here. They actually have cultural exchanges with Ireland.
Lynda, I never realized how much I would love traveling. My family moved quite a bit when I was growing up, so I never thought I would. Now I just love coming here, and also going to India with my husband to visit family. It makes for such a wider world.
Beautiful. So much inspiration to pull from at a later time :-)! Grandfather Mountain in NC, USA is one of those places, for me. Nice post--thanks for sharing :-)
What a beautiful place. I'd love to explore it.
I would think it would be hard to be vegetarians when traveling.
Theresa C: I love the name "Grandfather Mountain". Just reading it makes me feel it's a special place.
Theresa M: You would love exploring it. It never gets old. As for being vegetarian: it's easier to travel than it used to be for sure. But, luckily we eat fish and seafood and cheese. Our diet would be super limited if we didn't.
Oh I could hear the sounds, taste the food and I so want to enjoy the magic. Sounds wonderful. The magic is, you never know when a place will make you feel that way.
Tanya, you are so right! There are places right in Sacramento that feel magic to me.
Sounds wonderful... And the food sounds yummo .
Enjoy xx
I love Spain! Thanks for sharing the pictures!
Michelle and Lydia, thanks for stopping by. I love Spain so much, especially Galicia. That's the only part of Spain I've seen outside of the Madrid airport. We keep thinking we will go see the tourist cities like Madrid and Barcelona and Seville, but actually there is so much interesting history right here in the northwest corner of the country that we drive all around here instead. But one day . . .