Merry post-Christmas, everybody! It’s the only time of year when I day-drink, preempting a weird energy and enthusiasm, and the annual Getting In Touch With My Emotions ceremony.
What better time to complete a task that’s been on my to-do list for most of the year.
You know I love a good list. What you may not know is that I keep a live list of my 100 favourite songs, maintaining a strict one-in-one-out policy so as never to lackadaisically allow over-listened to items, passing fads, or drunk misjudgments.
The only criterion is: does this continue to produce a deep stirring in my soul? YES!
Tracks are featured in no particular order but are genred, subsectioned and sub-subsectioned (for your pleasure). The list, as it stands, is ordered as follows:
Rock
Old Rock[/’n’Roll] (‘50s to ‘70s)
My Parents’ Music
Folk?
New Rock (‘80s onwards)
My Sister’s Music
Punk?
Metal
Weirdo Funk Metal?
NuMetal
Classical
Pop/Chart
Boyband
Acceptable “Indie”
Electronic
DnB
Dubstep
Breaks
Big Beat
Trance
Garage
Undefinable Electronica (IDM? Glitch Hop? Trap?)
Genuinely Miscellaneous
Let’s begin!
Rock
Old Rock [/’n’Roll] (‘50s to ‘70s)
My Parents’ Music
Setting the tone for this list, my parents delivered Tiny Elizabeth’s musical education via ‘50s-’70s themed mixtapes on car journeys. Heavy trends were harmonies, sharp n’ crispy drums, and funny or intriguing lyrics.
(1) Jack’s Good - The Krew Kats
This gives a good intro to Dad’s taste; the B-side to another banger, Samovar, a guitar instrumental based on an old Russian military tune, he says.
(2) Oh Well - Fleetwood Mac
(3) The Chain - Fleetwood Mac
My two favourites from the Peter Green and Buckingham/Nicks line-ups, respectively.
(4) One Vision - Queen
When I was a kid I thought maybe everyone in the world could just listen to this and choose to live in harmony at some point. (Ha!)
(5) I'm Alive - The Hollies
(6) Look Through Any Window - The Hollies
I used to think The Hollies were bigger than The Beatles (and so double the size of Jesus.) My parents played The Hollies: 20 Golden Greats a lot, which featured plenty I could take or leave about being on a carousel and carrying one’s brother (who ain’t heavy). But there were some absolute bangers ^^^
When I started writing, Dad casually mentioned that he too wrote, as a hobby. The piece he showed me was about his memories of us as children, singing along to Look Through Any Window in the car as a family, and the tape breaking half way through.
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