Well…almost. In actuality it’s early evening on Sunday, but you’ll have to forgive me…I spent most of yesterday zooming down from the dark and dank dreich-ness of Scotland to the wee hamlet I call home….no time to blog!
But as I’m back to uploading on a Monday morning, it’s a bit of a here-nor-there thing, right?
1. # 1 Crush – Garbage.
Oh yeah…I wanted to be Shirley Manson when I was younger, she’s such an icon. She’s like a classic 90s rock chick, complete with deep voice, screw the world attitude, moody videos and hard-to-pin-down lyrics. Love it!
This song is also on the OST for William Shakespeare’s Romeo + Juliet, a film I was thinking about yesterday. I haven’t seen it in ages, but there are scenes from it that are just seared into my consciousness. The church filled with candles, the shots from the helicopter, the cute little asides and allusions. I also wish Baz Luhrmann would hurry up and make another movie already!
2. Running Up That Hill – Kate Bush
So, I finally got round to purchasing a Kate Bush album…and I really like it. ‘Wuthering Heights’ is fast becoming one of my favourite female vocals ever…I love the way Bush has such control of her vocal line, no matter how frenzied the notes are getting. Wow, a Bush maintaining control with grace. There’s a sentence you don’t get to type too often.
Back to school tomorrow…I’m not dreading it, but it’s going to take a wee while to interrupt the flow of reading, blogging, chilling, cooking, lazing comfortably….it’ll be a rather abrupt shock to the system to be back to rising at 6, in work before 8, on-on-ON! All day, snatching some social or study time, then dropping to bed…
3. Sports & Wine – Ben Folds Five
This track is taken from the BFF album I don’t listen to as much…I just love ‘Whatever and Ever, Amen’ and his solo stuff…but this one kinds of gets lost in the collection. It’s OK I guess…nice enough, but it’s not grabbing me as much as the other stuff….
Aren’t winter evenings odd? I’m looking out of the window and it’s dark and dusky…and it’s not yet 5. Egads. Saying goodbye to my class in the dark is always interesting….*peering into the gloom* “Is that your mummy?”
4. Sexy Boy – Air
Ah, French dancepop. Tres bien.
I wish I was better at French, or any language for that matter. My own natural ineptitude was no doubt compounded by the awful French tutelage I got at my first senior school. The French master, Mons. H, was simply incroyable et formidable…je ne connais pas! He was the antithesis of what I now consider to be an excellent teacher…ill-prepared, rude, unfair, repetitive, dull, violent, lazy….he taught us (a class of able teens) the same lesson (on the perfect tense using ‘etre’) at least twenty times…and never taught the future! Or holiday terms! Or formal telephone skills! I walked from his class, along with several of my peers, three months before our GCSEs and opted to self-instruct.
Net result? All of the breakaway group got As or Bs. All those who stayed with him failed.
5. End of the Road – Boyz II Men
Oh, is there a more fetid slice of early-to-midnineties RnB cheddar than this. It’s lucky these men can sing, cos otherwise it would just be a sin. As it is, it’s grat, but still retains some of it’s inherent yet unintentional comedy… I think it’s the cheesey spoken vocal two-thirds of the way through…
This reminds me of early high school discos, and by about that spoken vocal you we realise how incredibly loooong this song is. And sway, sway, turn.
6. Lesson 6 (Reprise) – Jurassic 5
I think psychic media player realised I was tiring and needed to chill a little, so it’s sent me this little groovy soupcon of a track. Yay J5!
7. Lithium – Nirvana
Did you read that Kurt Cobain was the richest (well, highest netting) dead celebrity last year? Who decided to keep that chart? C’est bizarre, don’t you agree?
The first music video I remember seeing and thinking ‘wow!’ was ‘Smells Like Teen Spirit’ – we were living in Germany and we had MTV and this video came on with the creepy janitor, and the lacklustre mosh pit cheerleaders and the murkiness and Nirvana playing up a storm, Kris and Kurt and Dave, long before we knew just how flawed Kurt was, how hurt and messed up, or how talented and savvy Dave would turn out to be.
I was reading NME on the plane back yesterday and one of their retro things was on ‘Smells Like…’. It was released in 1991. 1991! I was ten, but the video made that heavy an impression.
8. In My Life – Bette Midler
Oh man, Bette. One of my guilty pleasures. What can I say, she can belt a number out, as can I, and from time to time I like to break out ‘The Rose’ or ‘From A Distance’ or, heaven help me, ‘ The Wind Beneath My Wings’.
Don’t judge me. Don’t you judge me! [/TM Joy’s mom]
9. Spanish Harlem – Aretha Franklin
You see, Aretha is a different kettle of fish entirely. I can sing Bette Midler, Dusty Springfield, Aimee Mann, Celine Dion, Tori Amos, Faith Hill…but I would just not mess with Aretha. She is the Queen of Soul, and I love to listen to her, enjoy dancing to her…just can’t sing to her!
10. Viveme – Laura Pausini.
Mmmmm. Her voice is sublime. Like melted chocolate. And I’m off to have some chocolate. The circle, it is unbroken :-).
Have a simply marvellous week – where did that half term go?