I am so bored that I have decided to list the next five random plays from my Network Walkman
. I’ve done this before and it can be quite fun to try and say something about the songs as they appear.
That said, I have a policy of just dropping entire albums onto the player, so the fact that the first song that has popped up is Grazed Knees
by Snow Patrol, is a puzzle. It is from their breakout album, "Final Straw" and pleasant enough, but not memorable. Maybe this wasn’t such a hot idea after all.
Second up: Puppets
by Curved Air. Now this is more like it; less for the song itself, which is an acceptable if average offering from the band, but it allows me to daydream about Sonja Kristina and recall the fact that an early posting on LJ involving a photo of same taught me about compressing pictures for display on web pages!
The third random pick: Clean
by Robbie Williams. A dark, dark secret: I like Robbie
. Since Val Doonigan fell off his rocker, Robbie and his energetically routine pop has given me the aural equivalent of those little chewy cola sweets you get in lucky bags.
Number four on the random playlist, pop-pickers. My Walkman is clearly trying to undermine the little credibility my music tastes have and has offered up California
by Belinda Carlisle. A fine, if lightweight foot-tapper from a largely forgettable artiste. It has a surprisingly good guitar break half way through. The secret is in the lyric – chardonnay music for disposable people. Myself I have no idea where I was when River Phoenix died.
Fifth offering: Ah, thank you, Karma Pixies. I Don’t Mind
by the Buzzcocks. This takes me straight back to college discos in the late 70s and early 80s, trying to get served cheap but warm beer during the interval in the students’ union, hoping that your trainers wouldn’t adhere too much to the sticky floor and freeze you in place. Nostalgia in three minutes!
In the meantime, jfs
has responded to my plea for a meme letter, and so ( below the cut, there is a music meme: )