30 Day Song Challenge - day 05

day 05 - a song that reminds you of someone

My big Sister used to sing this song to me all the time . . . she had a mean streak.

Only joking.

30 Day Song Challenge - day 03

day 03 - a song that makes you happy

Kevin Rowland looks pissed off as usual but the music in itself has an exuberance which can't help but make you smile:

Honorable mentions go to . . . no, I can't mention them. They might come up later in the month.

30 Day Song Challenge - day 02

day 02 - your least favorite song

I'm not the angry young man I once was so picking a least favourite song was more difficult than I imagined.

My decades long hatred of Bon Jovi's 'Living On A Prayer' melted away once I moved to the States and realised that Jon Bon Jovi didn't stand a chance. The poor swine's from New Jersey. He couldn't help myself. My loathing of the BritPop also rans such as the likes of Cast and The Seahorses is so all encompassing that I couldn't pick out the one song to hate above all others. Their combined back catalogues merge into one mass of mediocrity; and it's a cop out to hate a novelty hit or a charity comedy record. They're there to be shot at.

Ten seconds before penning this post, this tuneless pious crock of happy clappy liberalism shite was stepping up for the gold medal - dishonorable mentions also go out to here and there - but I suddenly remembered that one particular song that I always hated above all others from the first moment I heard it. Twenty years on and it still raise the hackles.

Step forward James, Ian, Derry, Mark and Zac:

Number 1 in the US Charts back in '91, and still number one for me - but in a very different sense - all these years later.

April means the 30 Day Song Challenge

From the other place.

A music meme with a difference. Thirty days, thirty musical taste questions. If I had my blogging mojo switched on, I'd have activated a file sharing account but, in these blocked times, You Tube is my friend.

day 01 - your favorite song

Christ, kick off with the hard one. How can you have a favourite song? . . . or novel, film or Socialist Standard front cover, for that matter. If you're anything like me, you have 20 or 30 favourites, and you flip between them from month to month suiting the mood, the season or your angst level.

Favourite song? How's my angst level? Ask me next week and it'll be something different but, at this moment in time, this old standard still does it for me every time. Probably listened to it over a thousand times, and I've never got sick of it.

I'm cheating myself a bit with the embedding of The Tube video when, in truth, I first discovered the song via this performance on Top of the Pops.

But surely you can watch both?