It’s tough to picture Ricky Gervais as anything other than what he is today: the portly, middle-aged, thoroughly unsentimental British curmudgeon who makes wry jokes about Caitlyn Jenner simply for the fun of offending the politically correct. He’s quite good at this, after all, and has been doing it for some time.

So it’ll come as a shock to many to know that years before any of this — before The Office became an international sensation that spawned more than a few imitations, before leaving Johnny Depp appalled at the Golden Globes, before describing folks on Twitter as “dopey c-nts” — he was a pop singer who wore eye shadow and a mullet, a good 40 lb. lighter (at least), singing about heartbreak and hope.

I learned this in early December, when I flew to Manila from Hong Kong to report on President Rodrigo Duterte’s war on drugs and those who are fighting against it. Traffic into town from the airport was bad, but the driver had a decent mixtape of old ’80s pop chestnuts: “Africa” by Toto, “Hungry Like the Wolf” by Duran Duran. But I didn’t recognize the last track, a campy New Wave ballad that was, as far as ’80s pop goes, deliciously orthodox: an infectious synthesizer-piano hook; trite and saccharine romantic lyrics; an accidental depth that defies its own corniness to pull at your heartstrings just a little.

Shazam wasn’t working, so I Googled a snippet of those lyrics (We thought we had nothing more to lose/ We’d tear our hearts with jagged truths) and learned that it was called “More to Lose,” by a group called Seona Dancing. It was not on iTunes, or Spotify, or Tidal. A Web 1.0 encyclopedia page informed me that it was released in 1983, when the duo’s svelte lead singer, Ricky Gervais, was 22 years old, and that the song was a “teen anthem in the Philippines.”

The story of Seona Dancing is short. Gervais formed the group with his friend Bill Macrae in June 1982, when they were in their last year as undergraduates at University College London. Macrae played the keyboards; Gervais sang. This was at the tail end of New Romance, the highly stylized, synthesizer-driven art pop that would emerge as one of the defining sounds of the decade in the popular memory, eternalized in John Hughes soundtracks and in certain selections on your favorite dive bar’s ’80s playlist.

Like many great movements in mid-20th-century pop, New Romance began in England and earned less successful imitators in America. Artists on both sides of the Atlantic knew it was the future: a sound created not by analog instruments but by computers, those foreign, omniscient machines that were beginning their climb to hegemony. It was the original electronic dance music.

It was ahead of its time culturally as well. Its aesthetic was androgyny; its artists — mostly men — powdered their faces and wore glitter and eye shadow. Its sensibility was queer well before queer was cool; many of its musicians — Boy George, Steve Strange — were the biggest and least apologetic icons of androgyny at a time when such culture was stigmatized by the twin forces of the AIDS epidemic and Reaganite-Thatcherite social conservatism.

Seona Dancing is, alas, an insignificant footnote to this history. Gervais and Macrae released just two singles: the surprisingly good and shamefully forgotten “More to Lose,” and a bad New Order impersonation called “Bitter Heart.” After a couple of lackluster television appearances and an unfortunate reputation as “an obvious rip-off of David Bowie,” the duo split up in 1984, as a 2011 Salon story reported. Macrae faded into obscurity, and Gervais went on to work as a band and radio manager and, later, a sketch comedian, ultimately propelling himself to international fame when The Office aired in the U.K. in 2001. Their music careers were behind them.

Meanwhile, half a world away in the Philippines, a revolution was happening. It was 1985, and the despotic kleptocratic President Ferdinand Marcos was a year away from being overthrown by a popular coup after two decades in power. Amid the uncertainty and anxiety of those years, many Filipinos sought solace in what poor, downtrodden and impoverished people have sought solace in the world over: pop music with great hooks performed by young boys and girls with statement haircuts. (Today, there are YouTube channels memorializing the playlists of radio stations that introduced the likes of Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark and Pet Shop Boys to the country.)

One day in 1985, a DJ at the Manila-based radio station 99.5 RT began playing a track that he called “Fade” by Medium. Other times, he’d refer to it as “Medium” by Fade. So infectious was this song, he thought, that he would give it a fake name when announcing it, in order to prevent rival stations from finding it and playing it themselves. It was in fact “More to Lose” by Seona Dancing, and it exploded.

“It became a favorite of Filipino youth hooked on New Wave music — a staple at so-called ‘New Wave parties’ held in upscale villages in metro Manila,” Pocholo Concepcion, a music critic at the Philippine Daily Inquirer, tells me. “Somehow the song gave kids a reason to feel happy amid the political and economic crises.”

“More to Lose” stayed on radio playlists for years, and remains a cultural landmark in the Philippines — so much so that in 2014, when the Philippine Daily Inquirer managed to get an interview with him in Los Angeles, it centered not on his acting or comedy but on “his past as a one-hit wonder in Manila,” as the headline read. Gervais mostly laughed it off.

“We put a couple of singles out. They failed; that was the end of it,” he told the Inquirer. “Now that I am famous in a different field, people always find that picture of me looking thin and young. It’s terrible, isn’t it? I had a jaw and lovely, thick hair.”

“I am almost glad [being a pop star] didn’t quite work out,” he said. “I would be dead now.”

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