Got minx Lucy at Write Here, Write Now memed me with the music madness thing. Instructions: "List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they’re not any good, but they must be songs you’re really enjoying now, shaping your spring. Post these instructions in your blog along with your 7 songs. Then tag 7 other people to see what they’re listening to." So here they are...
The Bucket - Wellington International Ukulele Orchestra. A cover of the Kings of Leon song, rendered on a dozen or more ukuleles by a loose Kiwi ensemble, often including half of HBO comedy superstars the Conchords. This one's just for fun.
Love Song - Sara Bareilles. The latest in an everlasting line of female singer-songwriters, this stands out because she's written a bouncy pop song about how she doesn't write bouncy pop songs to demand. See, Alanis? That's irony.
Overture - Bjork. From Selma Songs, her tie-in album for the controversial film Dancer in the Dark. Moody, oppressive, full of foreboding and suchlike. Perfect writing music for those moments before the trouble gets all overt. Creepy. Doomy. Aces.
15 - Rilo Kiley. Country rock strangeness [with horny brass] about dubious lust. Much better than Don't Stand So Close To Me by the Police for being witty, not trying to rhyme Nabokov and featuring the line, 'He was deep as a graveyard.' Class.
When I Am Through With You - The VLA. Chosen as theme tune for the cracking TV legal drama series Damages, this sounds better than most things U2 have released since the turn of the millennium. And it's free to download from myspace. Nice.
I'll Kill Her - Soko. Quirky, quirky, quirky. Tells a real story, can't help making you smile. Bitter, twisted and cut as all get out. I know nothing about Soko, but she wins props from me for this ode to odious ex-lovers. Go kill him, girl.
Un Bel Di Vedremo - Puccini. Heart-rending aria from the opera Madama Butterfly, subsequently butchered by Malcolm McLaren in the 80s [shame on you, Malkie]. Provided the soundtrack while I was writing The Woman Who Screamed Butterflies.
I'm supposed to memed seven more bloggers with this, but suspect most people on my blogroll have already been tapped. Still, here goes: I tag James Swallow, Pete Kempshall, Joel Meadows, Paul Scoones, Barry Dewar, Laura Anderson and Stuart Perry.
6 comments:
Nicely done sir - but Sara Bereilles?? You're dead to me now. Again.
Whoa, dude: Sara Bareilles is so wrong on so many levels.
Long time reader by the way, big fan of yours, especially all the Judge Dredd stuff - Lucy says she knows you sort of! Is that true? I said she's a liar and she is imagining it all.
Sorry, folks, but I'm waaaaaaaaaaay too long in the tooth to worry what anyone else thinks of my taste in music.
Never knowingly met Lucy but communication have been exchanged...
Hey, it's your music my man, just can't understand how anyone can listen to pretty ditties like that without wanting to plunge their head into a vat of hot acid, 'tis all. I'm mostly a Metallica man myself though.
"Communications have been exchanged" sounds well dodgy! I love it.
See! Told you Evil - he has your book, David, reckons he knows EVERYTHING about Dredd... But ask him a Q and I guarantee he won't be able to answer it.
(This animosity is fine by the way - we're family)
That's me done then ...
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