A Song For Europe 1981
The BBC reduced the number of finalists from twelve to eight in 1981. Terry Wogan hosted the contest on 11 March. It was held at the Television Theatre. 581 songs were submitted to the Music Publisher's Association to pick eight songs. There was an orchestra off screen, conducted by John Coleman.
| Draw | Song | Composer | Artist | Points | Place |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 01 | "Not Without Your Ticket (Don't Go)" | Luis Jardim & Jean Gilbert | Headache | 50 | 7th |
| 02 | "All Cried Out" | Gary Benson | Gary Benson | 63 | =4th |
| 03 | "For Only a Day" | John Dawson Read & Chris Gunning | Unity | 38 | 8th |
| 04 | "Wish" | Steve Elson & Don Gould | Beyond | 67 | 3rd |
| 05 | "Making Your Mind Up" | Andy Hill & John Danter | Bucks Fizz | 97 | 1st |
| 06 | "Have You Ever Been in Love" | Andy Hill, Peter Sinfield & John Danter | Gem | 63 | =4th |
| 07 | "Where Are You Now" | Lindsey Moore | Lezlee Carling | 56 | 6th |
| 08 | "Don't Panic" | Adrian Baker | Liquid Gold | 70 | 2nd |
Seven regional juries voted on the songs. They were based in Birmingham (spokesperson: David Stevens), Cardiff (Ewan Thomas), Manchester (John Mundy), Belfast (Peter Dixon), Edinburgh (Jim O' Hara), London (Ray Moore) and Bristol (Andy Battern Foster). At the close of voting, Terry Wogan incorrectly announced the winning song as "Where Are You Now". The prizes were presented by Wogan to John Danter, one of the songwriters, and to Mike Nolan, one of the performers.
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