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The past few weeks I have been hitting the Facebook equivalent of a fat thumbs down on Twitter and clicking unfollow on those that display musical snobbery.
I’m not talking about people’s preference or dislike for certain bands, each to their own when it comes to music tastes. I expected a lot more from The Vaccines than what I was being lead to believe and had to refrain from scribbling that on their “What Did You Expect From The Vaccines?” posters. I happily chose a steel pan band over Mumford and Sons at a festival last year, hearing them cover Wayne Wonders No Letting Go was my preference (and mine alone, I was the only one watching them). I wouldn’t dream of belittling or sneering at those that have taken the bands I don’t grasp to heart, shouting “you idiots” at the thousands of people in a Mumford frenzy.
Down with musical snobbery! It is dire. Don’t make people feel small or stupid for still cherishing [insert someone you hate]. Recently I witnessed a harsh lampooning aimed at people still daring to listen to Oasis, spitting out disgust that music has moved on and they were vile creatures with no taste. They’re not my cup of tea but to a lot of people those first chords of Wonderwall evoke memories of first festivals, first sexual encounters, first parka jackets. That’s part of the beauty of music surely, those places and memories we associate certain songs with. In the same way my Dad feels about hearing The Kinks for the first time I guess. But of course, The Kinks are deemed as untouchable cool so no one would ask my darling dad why he hasn’t moved on musically (which of course he has, he thinks Mark Morrison’s Return of the Mack is a great song).
Mary Mary Shackles is on my iPod even though its one of those cheesy holy R&B songs. Coldplay’s Clocks and Black Box Ride on Time are both on my running playlist. I know all the words to Betty Boo’s Doin’ The Do and it makes me smile. If you like it then that’s enough. Don’t let anyone make you feel foolish for doing so. I guess tagging them “guilty pleasures” doesn’t help musical matters.
Last week I blogged a mixtape made up of twenty-five tracks that have rocked my socks at the halfway point of 2012. This is born out of Twitter discussions with Marc and he’s agreed to let me put his list up so here are his. I expect he’s sleeping off Latitude somewhere so this will potentially pass him by. There’s a smattering of similarities to mine but it feels like a very different mixtape given the tracks he picked in comparison. I can’t stop playing the Purity Ring track.
- Friends – Friend Crush
- Best Coast – The Only Place
- Passion Pit – I’ll Be Alright
- La Sera – Please Be My Third Eye
- The Maccabees – Pelican
- Solar Bears – Alpha People (feat. Keep Shelley in Athens)
- Lower Dens – Brains
- THEESatisfaction – Ecnhantruss
- Pond – Elegant Design
- Purity Ring – Fineshrine
- Sleigh Bells – Comeback Kid
- Nicolas Jaar – With Just One Glance
- Charli XCX – You’re The One
- Death Grips – Get Got
- Alt-J – Breezeblocks
- Kindness – House
- Beach House – Wild
- Polica – Dark Star
- Hot Chip – Motion Sickness
- Sharon Van Etten – Serpents
- Django Django – Waveforms
- Burial & Four Tet – Nova
- Perfume Genius – Hood
- Grimes – Oblivion
- Oneohtrix Point Never – I Only Have Eyes For You
*Not all the tracks were available on Spotify as he’s clearly too out there with some of the choices so for the full list YouTube is the best option.
I decided to have a week off from my self-imposed mixtape duties this week and handed the reigns over to Twitter. I asked people to message me the first song that pops into their head and the first ten people came out with the below (except it turned into eleven). With the tracks coming from completely different people the choices are truly eclectic, I may experiment more in the future with this format.
There are people I can’t compete with in coolness from their choices, there’s also a track in John Cale that I’d never heard before and Mick Hucknall managed to thrust his ginger hips (?) into my blog for the second time. Could not see that coming!
- Chairmen of the Board – Patches (monkeypicks)
- The Bangles – Walk Like an Egyptian (CurlyKerryLee)
- Spiritualized – I Think I’m In Love (GarethEvans1975)
- John Cale – Pablo Picasso (BobWinckworth)
- Simply Red – Holding Back the Years (Sarah_Woolley)
- The Clash – Stay Free (GoingUndrground)
- Bob Dylan – Quinn the Eskimo (Ryledale)
- Spencer Davis Group – I’m a Man (famouswhendead)
- Janelle Monae – Dance or Die (elllmilll)
- The National – Bloodbuzz Ohio (buzzstas)
- The Beatles – For No One (DanStayte)
I found myself sitting very still at my desk this morning, certain that any sudden movement would send me spiralling into an exhaustion pit. Last night I went to see the Oh Land gig at Heaven (make your own heaven and earth pun, I can’t be assed) and done a lot of accidental wine drinking in plastic cups. She covered The National’s *Bloodbuzz Ohio in her set and gig companion Jo & I both conceded they were a band we knew little of and should probably rectify that given her rendition.
I send many annoying pleas for help on Twitter. Some get little response (who should I call about the dead cat I found on the pavement got two) and some get more responses than I can keep up with (asking if anyone could make me an edible Morrissey cake topper is still ongoing). During my “sit very still in case you wake the hangover” morning I asked what tracks by The National I should listen to and lovely Twitter responded.
That my friends is what an artist doing a cover version and social media can lead to. An introduction to a band you are falling for hard. Like the first time you saw River Phoenix in Running on Empty and thought “hang on a minute”.
The suggestions above were provided to me by @goodstufftom @georgiamof @tomwaitsripoff @theboycarve @hcarrowsmith @Goingundrground and another man I know (IRL) called Gareth (so huge thank you to you all). It resulted in me doing little work and the following playlist which you can listen to on Spotify. Twitters introduction to The National. Enjoy. ♥
*I didn’t know this was the track name, I just assured Jo I’d remember the “money to the money I owe” part of the song. Then we ran into McDonald’s for a wee and got talked at by a lively motormouth of a girl from Wolverhampton who told us the name of the track. Then we got on the tube. Went home to bed. The end.
I am temping at the moment, with some very lovely people who laugh and tell me how friendly I am every time I ask for more work. I’ve been here a week now and, quite frankly, I haven’t done much at all. Today however I was asked to minute the team meeting, the agenda was sent to me first thing and quite clearly stated “open with prayer”. Mild panic set in case it was I that was expected to launch into a free style prayer where I’d accidentally say “and thanks Lord for letting me temp in an office that doesn’t give me any work and has access to Twitter“.
The reveal here is that, once upon a time I went to a church school and attended mass every sunday with my *Dad. I can actually rattle off the Hail Mary still if push came to shove. Of course as a teenager I started to rebel against the Sunday ritual and eventually found the defiance and stubborn streak I needed to say “No more church Dad! I want to tape the top 40 and eat sardines on toast”.
My Dad trotted off to mass alone. On return I could hear him telling my Mum that he just couldn’t belive who was in church and it tapped into my curiosity (bear in mind at the time I lived in a small fishing town in Devon and not the sprawling pit of opportunities and celebrities that London is). Mick Hucknall that’s who. Apparently his Nan lived in our town and he was taking a break from the hectic promotion schedule around Stars. He got up and sang a beautiful rendition of All Things Bright And Beautiful.
Except of course he didn’t. This was my Dad making up what I now look back on as a quite beautiful, simple lie. It has the wow factor as well as being plausible. It’s one of those lies that’s OK for a parent to tell their kids in order to teach them a life lesson. In this case “If you don’t want to come to church anymore you’ll miss pop stars singing hymns”. ♥
*My mum is an atheist and on the occasions that she has been inside a church she has refused to kneel/stand when cued and steadfastly stated that if there was a God she’d have been burned for swearing in his house by now. I don’t disagree with her.