One Reason (among many) Why I'll Never Be Cool
When I'm at work I listen to my Ipod, on shuffle. I have about 2000 songs, of which many could be considered very lame. I'm not talking the kind of lame songs that people talk about in an effort to actually sound cool. Like songs off Pet Sounds or some early track by the Sugarhill Gang. Nope, I'm talking Paul McCartney and Crowded House, James Taylor and Rickie Lee Jones.
I actually really love singing along to My Best Friend's Girl by The Cars and I know all the words to Someday Never Comes by Creedence Clearwater Revival. If you get me drunk enough I'll not only bore you stupid with the reasons why Paul McCartney was the best Beatle, I'll also be borderline aggressive. Go on, try me.
Once on a road trip through the Scottish Highlands my family shamelessly belted out every single lyric from every track off the Crowded House greatest hits album. We're talking eyes closed, heads thrown back...imagine.
My brother's mortified (now ex – go figure) girlfriend sat between Patrick and I in the back seat, regretting ever meeting any of us.
My parents will still drive around the leafy middle-class suburbs of Canberra, in their white, middle-class station wagon with Jackson Browne blaring from the speakers.
These are my personal favourite sing-along songs and may also be considered the reason why I'm never asked to DJ at parties:
River by Joni Mitchell
Into Temptation by Crowded House
Hearts & Bones by Paul Simon
Maybe I'm Amazed by Paul McCartney
Chuck E.'s in Love by Rickie Lee Jones
You think you can do better than that? (Ben, I know you can)
I actually really love singing along to My Best Friend's Girl by The Cars and I know all the words to Someday Never Comes by Creedence Clearwater Revival. If you get me drunk enough I'll not only bore you stupid with the reasons why Paul McCartney was the best Beatle, I'll also be borderline aggressive. Go on, try me.
Once on a road trip through the Scottish Highlands my family shamelessly belted out every single lyric from every track off the Crowded House greatest hits album. We're talking eyes closed, heads thrown back...imagine.
My brother's mortified (now ex – go figure) girlfriend sat between Patrick and I in the back seat, regretting ever meeting any of us.
My parents will still drive around the leafy middle-class suburbs of Canberra, in their white, middle-class station wagon with Jackson Browne blaring from the speakers.
These are my personal favourite sing-along songs and may also be considered the reason why I'm never asked to DJ at parties:
River by Joni Mitchell
Into Temptation by Crowded House
Hearts & Bones by Paul Simon
Maybe I'm Amazed by Paul McCartney
Chuck E.'s in Love by Rickie Lee Jones
You think you can do better than that? (Ben, I know you can)
posted by Krock at 7:12 PM
4 Comments:
lady, i want your playlist on me iPod. it's not lame. then again, i'm old. and lame. but it's all relative.
chuck e.'s in love--distinct chilhood memory when that song was playing: watching my aunt pop a zit on my uncle's shoulder.
how romantic is that?
love it. In Year 11 I recited 'Into Temptation' to my slightly naive (Year 10) girlfriend and told her I had written it about her. She was slightly confused in that she didn't actually own a blue dress but I just told her that "in my dreams of you you do." Classy huh. She went straight to Portmans that afternoon and bought the most hideous blue dress you've ever seen. Poor thing. Anyway I also love 'Chuck E's In Love', loved it as a kid and love it even more in now that I realise Chuck E. is Chuck E. Weiss, general roustabout and former drinking buddy of Tom Waits (Tom got on the wagon but apparently Chuck is still caning it in some hotel in LA). And as for Paul McCartney, damn him and his genius. Who dreams a song like Yesterday? Can that be real?
Oooh thanks for the Chuck E.'s in Love context (both zit-popping romance and roustabout legend). When I hear that song it reminds me of being small and watching my mum and dad swaying drunkenly together in the living room while drinking cheap white wine out of cheap plastic cups. Good times.
whistlin' – I hope you got some action out of that smooth talking. That song's gotta melt a girl's heart. No?
I got some good action (once I managed to traipse through the minefield of blue taffeta). But can you imagine her face when she stumbled across the song later on post-whistlin? I kinda like to imagine the next boyfriend (dick) would have given her a copy of the Best of for her birthday and said something along the lines of, 'you know, this song really reminds me of you...'
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