Showing posts with label Mixing Pop and Politics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mixing Pop and Politics. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 20, 2020

30 Day Song Challenge - Day 20



A song that has many meanings to you.

What the fuck is this hippy shit? These sort of 'challenges' always piss me off big time. I do not have a scooby what to pick. Maybe I'll pick 'Frenzy' by The Ex, because I've never found the lyrics online and I'm still not 100% sure what the lyrics actually are. I can't just about make out 'Sit Down Strikes', and after that I'm just making shit up every time I listen to. It's still a stonking tune, though.



Monday, May 04, 2020

30 Day Song Challenge - Day 04


A song that reminds you of someone you'd rather forget.

No soul searching or delving into my murky past. I'll save that for my printed-on-demand memoirs which are pencilled in for 2023. A cheap choice, I know, but I'm playing catch up with this one. Could have picked any number of songs about Mrs Thatcher, but Costello's 'Pills and Soap' has cropped up a lot recently on Spotify and, more often than not, I've not skipped it. Still a great track after all these years:

Friday, May 01, 2020

The shit I post on Facebook . . . musical edition (Day 3)

Day 3 of my task, to choose 10 albums that greatly influenced my taste in music. One album per day for ten consecutive days. No explanations, no reviews, just album covers. Every day I will ask someone else to do the same... today I nominate JL Thank you for nominating me MR . . . 



"No explanations, no reviews, just album covers . .  ."

Total bullshit, of course.  I think I loved Heartland a bit too much when I was a kid. I'm guessing I was about 14 or 15 when this came out, and I probably did think the revolution was just one catchy three minute single away.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

30 Day Song Challenge - day 20

day 20 - a song that you listen to when you’re angry

As featured on the SPGB Glastonbury 2003 Mix CD, and still one of the best rap records of all time:

Who am I kidding? I don't listen to music when I'm angry. I sulk and pout in silence before retiring to a shadowed corner with my John Terry voodoo doll and a box of thumb tacks.

Thursday, October 08, 2009